@ muserevival || 126.5. ten

[londonbitch]

Ten plans you have for the future @ muserevival

1. Not to kiss anyone else's husbands
2. Stop seeing double
3. Have a few shots
4. Find more ice
5. Also not kiss anyone else's wives, spouses, partners, significant others, etc.
6. Call in sick to work
7. Lie down. A lot.
8. Try to figure out what the fuck
9. More lying down
10. A vital apology

@ muserevival | 126.2. Quote

[nothingelsematters]

HERE @ muserevival

"True love doesn't happen right away; it's an ever-growing process. It develops after you've gone through many ups and downs, when you've suffered together, cried together, laughed together." - Ricardo Montalban

This wasn't how the trip was supposed to go, and Lorenzo was driving himself nuts. It meant that, for all the tiredness he was feeling from the trip, he couldn't sleep. Instead, he was lying there stewing and overthinking, aka driving himself nuts. Lewis wasn't a cheater. He wasn't. That wasn't just some deluded hope in Lorenzo's mind. He knew cheating went against every single thing Lewis stood for, and the things Lewis stood for, he stood firm on. Very firm. His views, morals, and beliefs were always something he never let anyone sway him on.

So, why was Lorenzo lying there driving himself nuts? Probably because he had just seen another dude snogging his husband, and not he felt like he wanted to hit things. Even after he hit the guy in the face for doing it. He at least felt entitled to that. That was proof in the pudding. It wasn't overreacting. Another guy had macked on his husband! Zander. He knew that name, but he just couldn't remember from where Lewis had mentioned it. Somewhere along the way, he had. But 'the way' for Lorenzo and Lewis had been a long, hard road.

( Beside him on the king-sized hotel bed, Lewis was stripped down to just his boxer-briefs. He had his back to Lorenzo, having rolled over in annoyance after he tried to get Lorenzo to talk to him about what had just happened and Lorenzo kept issuing en epic dose of the silent treatment to him... )

lorenzo chevalier
- original character -

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[nothingelsematters]

#dumbfuck

@ muserevival | 126.5 - 10 things

[ifeelthelove]

HERE @ muserevival

Ten random facts about you

1. Flowers are one of my favourite things in the world
2. Rabbits are my favourite animal
3. So it goes without saying that I want a rabbit
4. I have identical twin brothers
5. I'm Jewish
6. I want to be a special ed teacher
7. Nutella is my favourite food
8. I have an irrational fear of heights
9. My favourite movie is Beauty & the Beast
10. I'm transgender

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[nothingelsematters]

All 3 of us slept for 8 hours. No one wants to murder anyone anymore.

"And I just wanted to say, 'I'm sorry.'"

[learnhowtoplay]

Who? Liam Morgan and Damien Larson
What? Trying to get it right.
When? After the text from Harley
Where? Harley and Julian's place

Damien wanted to respond in anger to Harley's text. But the truth was, he couldn't. He had come to visit Liam multiple times when he was unconscious, but when he woke up, there was a fear in Damien... a fear that all of this was his fault and Liam would tell him as much once all was said and done. It was a heavy thing to carry, but it didn't excuse not being here. It didn't excuse any of this. Liam was the love of his life. He always had been. Damien knew it. He couldn't deny it. And not being here when Liam needed to know that he was loved, cared for, and wanted, just wasn't fair.

He made his way to the huge apartment that Harley and Julian shared, and was greeted at the door by Harley, who reminded him once again that he wouldn't allow Damien to fuck Liam around when he wasn't feeling well and was going through hell on his own. Damien responded with a promise of doing this the right way before he was escorted to the guest room where Liam was lying down, awake, but not really up and moving around by any means. "Hey, Liam," he murmured softly, as Harley closed the door behind him. "It's good to see you with your eyes open."

[ TEXT MESSAGE ] To Garrett @ texasbadboy

[niceguysfinishlast]

I have a confession.

"London is behind me."

[letyourcolorsburst]

Who: Lewis Sheldon and Emily Cole
What: Heart-to-Heart
Where: London, UK
When: Saturday evening

The hotel Lorenzo and Lewis were staying at was too far from Big Ben, and as Lewis stepped off the elevator to head to the hotel's lounge, he could hear the bells chiming in the distance as the time ticked over the hour. Emily had sent him a text whilst he, Lorenzo and Holly had been sleeping, so he answered after he was awake and had taken a shower to freshen up. She asked if they could meet up for a chat, and he was perfectly fine with that. It had become crystal clear that no one should do any serious thinking when they were exhausted and running on empty. Ultimately, he and Lorenzo simmered down and Lewis assured him there was absolutely nothing to worry about with Zander. He was going to meet Zander later, and he knew they both had a hell of a lot to talk about.

He was dressed down in jeans, a t-shirt and his leather jacket. The weather in London was mild and tolerable. They were in chill-out mode to relax a little after the flight and the emotional shake up of Zander trying to stick his tongue down Lewis' throat as a welcome back to London surprise. Lorenzo was back in the hotel room relaxing in his underwear and reading to Holly after they took a bath together. They were going to shoot for an early night while Holly seemed settled enough.

He found Emily in the lounge sitting by the window scrolling something on her phone as she waited. He came up to her and leaned over to give her a cuddle and a kiss. "Hey, love. How are you feeling?"

"London, New York, The World?"

[londonbitch]

Who: Zander Carlyle and Lewis Sheldon
What: Long time, no see
Where: Radio Rooftop Bar, London
When: Saturday night

Although Zander offered to come back to the hotel where Paxton worked and Lewis was staying, Lewis preferred some independent ground. Zander couldn't blame him for that, all things considered. He was just glad Lewis wasn't pissed at him for asking Pax to get Lewis' mobile phone number from his booking record. That was essentially asking Pax to break the rules, but he did it because he loved his brother and knew he had this mess to clean up. Pax hadn't been there when the fuckery went down, but he heard it about it quickly from his work mates and came to see Zander to tell him to stop being a basic bitch and clear the air. Zander knew he was right.

The Radio Rooftop was a hangout from the good old days. It made sense, and it was a fantastic location. They could chill in the outdoor area and maybe some of Zander's WTF questions could be answered. Like, how the fuck was Lewis married when he had always been against it or didn't believe in it?

But he was nervous. He was sitting there at the table nibbling the corner of his thumbnail with his leg bouncing anxiously. Obviously any chance of hooking up with Lewis was off the cards, unless he had an open marriage. Though the black eye and swollen red cheek Zander was sporting was probably evidence to the contrary. The other guy didn't seem to want to share. He had his phone in his other hand, because if he was being honest with himself, he was expecting Lewis to cancel their meet-up.

[ TEXT MESSAGE ] To Damien @ learnhowtoplay

[footprintsinthesand]

Hey. I know you and I have barely spoken at any point, but here's the deal. You need to get your finger out of your arse and get your act together basically ASAP or you're going to lose Liam forever. This isn't even a threat, it's fact. The only thing stopping him moving back to London is no medical clearance to fly yet. Get your shit together. You have one chance left. Shit or get off the pot, mate. Seriously.

"My brother's keeper..."

[emilywhereverimayfindher]

Who? Lincoln and Emily Cole
What? Picking up the pieces and trying to build again
When? After her talk with Lew
Where? Granny Cole's house

Emily knew that she needed to talk to her brother more than anyone else in the world right now. And after the much needed chat with Lew, she knew that she was in a better place mentally to do so. He'd felt 100% left out of everything lately, and Emily wasn't in any way in the mood to keep him feeling that way. Linc, before anyone else in the world, had been her other half in a very different way to what Ange was. They'd been together since the womb, and she wasn't going to walk away letting him think that she didn't give a shit about him.

She knew he'd gone to visit their granny, and made her way to the familiar house where she'd spent many a summer in London. She was greeted by her Granny with a hug, and led into the parlor, where she had made up tea for herself and Linc. "I think you two have a bit to catch up on," she told Emily knowingly. "You and I can chat afterward, love. First, straighten things out with your brother." As the sassy little woman disappeared down the hallway, Emily turned to Linc with a weak smile. "I can't tell Granny no," she said.