Jack Hartley, medic and doctor. ~ ~ Fandomless OC. RP account. Bisexual with no lean. Likes to be descriptive. Ships if there is high chemistry. Multi-ship. 21+. SLs would be great. ↻ & ♡

"... What if I run towards him? Then what?"

"Can I help you?"

"...... Ya know, I'm suddenly keen on not finding out. I'm just gonna stand here."

"Keep up, bud."

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"Mornin'" #Sinday

//Not me wanting to grab both your accounts Jack Taylor-Hartley.

"Morning."

"Karking hell."

//Me replying to a 2 year old thread... yes.

"What fuggin year is it..."

It had been... a long time since he's seen or heard from HIATUS .·:*¨༺ 𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓿𝓪 ༻¨*:·.. Calling her cellphone, he was hoping against hope that she'd answer. He mumbled some Spanish, a way to calm down.

//Me thinks I make Din here MV and play around in the Fallout Verse. Mhm

"What's wrong with you, cabrón?"

He smirks and raises his brows. "Well that's no good. Piss in someone's water?"

Pulls HIATUS .·:*¨༺ 𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓿𝓪 ༻¨*:·. into his arms.

He's been on a beach.

Stares back.