lovefromthehero:

          [ that ass in those pants. thank god ellen’s not around; he’s pretty sure she can hear the indecent thoughts in his head. every time he has them. ]

          [ he saunters up to the bar, douchebag instincts wanting to crowd her in, but instead remembering she can kick his ass and leaning next to her. he flashes her a smile. ]

                    You got anything good to eat around here?

oh, she knows he’s looking.
it accounts for the extra sway
of her hips, the smile that she
can’t exactly quiet.

the only thing better than
looking at a cute guy, is
having a cute guy look at
you. 

❝— been told i make
a mean turkey sub.❞