I'm Riley.
I live in a small apartment in New York while attending NYU medical school.
I'm lucky enough to still be close to some of my best friends from high school.
That's all I have to say about that.
Don't be afraid to talk to me.
I'm totally not apart of a future RP or anything.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I miss us.
I miss us too.
What?
IS MY PATCAH SHIP SINKING? IS THIS WHY YOU DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH?
(Source: shaneingthroughlife)
Too excited not to share.
My new nook cover. “Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life. -Mark Twain”
Shane leaned against the counter, not looking at Reed. He still didn’t understand exactly where they stood, and decided to blend in by making sure everything Riley took out was straight and organized on the counter.
Reed moved over to the pan and flipped the bacon over before moving to a bowl, mixing the batter together. “Did you find out who Micah was looking for?” He poured some of the batter into the pan. “How many pancakes each?” Reed finally looked up, looking at Riley first then to Shane. He gave him a sad smile. “Sorry about earlier… I don’t know why I feel so threatened.”
“Oh he was looking for me. He’s my neighbor and he was just worried since I haven’t been home in a while and I forgot to tell him.” She shrugged at his question. “I don’t know. Three?” She stopped answering to let Shane deal with the last part of Reed’s statement.
(Source: micahthebookworm)
Shane had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing, but when Reed turned around he stopped instantly. For a moment he forgot how awkward it was between them and came closer; He was already imagining the small bruises that would form on Reed’s forehead and foot. “Are you okay?” he asked as he took the pan and bowl from Reed to set on the counter.
Reed blushed, looking down at his feet while rubbing the foot that had gotten hit against the his other leg. “I’m fine, just being clumsy like always.”
“You’re so silly, Reedy.” She said before grabbing things from the fridge and setting them near the pans.
(Source: micahthebookworm)
He shook his head. “it’s nothing. I’m just acting like a jealous 14 year old girl… Sorry about that.. I seem to be doing that lately.” Reed frowned before heading back to the kitchen to fix breakfast and avoid questioning. If Shane didn’t want Reed to know whatever it was then there had to be a reason for it, even if it was bugging the crap out of him.
She waited for the door to fall closed behind Reed before asking Shane, “Was that about the tabloid? You know that Micah is nothing but nice, so I doubt he did anything intentional to make Reed act jealous. He doesn’t have a reason to.” She heard a crash of pans and laughed, pulling Shane to the kitchen to save Reed from whatever he might kill himself on this time.
Shane nodded. “Yeah, he didn’t do anything wrong. But it’s sort of my fault too, because I never told Reed the real story about Micah and me. All he knows is that we were friends in for a bit of high school.” He winced when he heard the crash and a part of him didn’t want to face Reed yet, but at the same time he didn’t want him maimed by kitchen appliances.
Reed pulled out the frying pan and put it on the stove before placing the bacon in it and moving to find a bowl to mix the pancake batter in. He opened a cabinet and tugged on a bowl, a little to hard because it flew out at him and his his forehead before crashing to the ground. His eyes scrunched up and he rubbed the spot, letting out a sigh. “This is just not my morning is it?”
She pushed open the door and said, “I can’t leave you alone for 5 minutes without you hurting yourself and causing a racket.” This took Reed by surprise since his back was turned, causing him to drop a skillet on his foot. Both Shane and Riley tried to hold back their laughter as Reed picked up the pan and turned to look at them.
(Source: micahthebookworm)
Can you imagine that, though?
It could go two ways.
1. Rane being so frisky and hormonal they don’t even care and continue on.
Or.
2. Shane or Reed freaks out. Reed would freak out about the wall being ruined. Or Shane would freak out and make sure Reed wasn’t hurt.
Goddddd yes.
The frisky Ikea commercial is back.
me gusta
Shane started…fantasizing again. -shudders- It was horrible.
No. This is good.
Very good.
He shook his head. “it’s nothing. I’m just acting like a jealous 14 year old girl… Sorry about that.. I seem to be doing that lately.” Reed frowned before heading back to the kitchen to fix breakfast and avoid questioning. If Shane didn’t want Reed to know whatever it was then there had to be a reason for it, even if it was bugging the crap out of him.
She waited for the door to fall closed behind Reed before asking Shane, “Was that about the tabloid? You know that Micah is nothing but nice, so I doubt he did anything intentional to make Reed act jealous. He doesn’t have a reason to.” She heard a crash of pans and laughed, pulling Shane to the kitchen to save Reed from whatever he might kill himself on this time.
(Source: micahthebookworm)
He quickly said hi to Riley and turned to Micah. “Oh. Right. I forgot you were Riley’s neighbour. We were talking about that a while ago. Small world, eh? She’s been living with us for a few weeks. Yeah,” he said really quickly. He mentally kicked himself for rambling.
Reed sighed, running his hand down his face. What’s gotten into me lately? He made his way over to the fridge and pulled out stuff for breakfast. He looked at the doorway, torn between what he wanted to do and what he should do. I really hope I don’t regret this. He walked to the doorway and saw the other three standing there. “Micah, I’m fixing to make breakfast. You’re welcome to stay. Are pancakes and bacon ok?” He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, trying to make eye contact.
Micah who had been hugging Riley turned to look at Reed. “Oh actually I was going to surprise my boyfriend at work. Thank you though. Maybe another time we can all do dinner? Shane and Riley have my number so just call me whenever and we can make some plans.” He hugged Riley and said goodbye before showing himself out.
“More pancakes for me,” she said with a laugh. “I’m sorry for worrying you. I’ll be home soon, until then say hi to Patrick for me.” She hugged him again and watched him leave. Turning back to the boys she said, “Now can either of you tell me why you both look nervous? Shane, you’re sweating and Reed, you’ve been picking at your fingers ever since I walked in.”
