This is single-handedly the best picture I took of Luke Hemmings.
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our little ohana
They hadn’t been in Australia long, maybe a month or so, but already Austin found himself familiar with the streets and the heat, and just everything around him. He had settled into his new life quite nicely, which honestly wasn’t difficult to do with Piper by his side. Piper. Whenever he thought of her he grinned. The fact that his girlfriend forgave him--though she didn’t entirely forget-- was something that Austin was never going to let her regret. He was head over heels in love with the brunette, and she had him wrapped around her finger. The blond had been in the studio now for only a few hours, pouring over some last minute paperwork for some dire renovations, when his phone began blaring beside him, a picture of Piper appearing on the screen. “Hey pretty girl, how are--” Austin was cut off by a shrill shriek, and immediately he tensed up. “Piper? What’s wrong?” He had already pushed his chair away from the desk and was in the process of grabbing his coat. “Nothing! It’s just that-- Austin we’re going to be parents!” She cried. Austin immediately went weak in the knees. “You’re-- you’re pregnant?” Piper answered with another shriek of delight. An enormous smile spread across Austin’s face, and he couldn’t help the little jump he did out of pure excitement. “Oh my God, this is the best news I’ve ever gotten. I’m so, so happy! Oh my gosh, I’m having a kid with my best friend--” Austin’s heart thumped against his chest in pure excitement, and even though he had already planned an elaborate dinner and plan, he couldn’t help the next words out of his mouth, “Piper-- will you marry me?”
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Wait—what are we even talking about?
I think it had something to do with cheese, but I'm not sure.
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--I was just wondering if the bathroom was down the hall..
If a map consultant is what you’re looking for, I’m your girl. But, directions off the top of my head? Sorry, sweets. I can Google Maps something for you at best.
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Why don't you stick a strand of hair in there and find out?
….hm….are these even real?
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Is there a reason you're bugging me?
………………….Nah.
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You did? I'm sorry.
I just… said hello.
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--I'm sorry. I totally thought you were one of those annoying people that follow others around and berate them to buy something.
I… didn’t ask.
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Wyatt I swear to god.
Someone is on their man period.
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I'm...sorry?
I didn’t even….alrighty then.
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--I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not.
I’m a journalist. It’s my job. I’m writing an article on ‘How many people will yell at me when I ask them about Valentines Day?’
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Yeah. Just a little flustered. It's annoying when people keeping asking me if I have a date.
You okay?
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I--what? Oh. Sorry, dude. I didn't mean to snap at you.
You dropped some money…
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No I don’t have a Valentine’s Date, no I don’t want to buy roses— please stop bugging me.
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I would've paid to see that. --it'd be a small amount, but still.
Woke up with a unibrow drawn on me along with some very luscious red lips, and I now know that my daughter is in fact, 100% mine.
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Have a shotgun waiting at the front door.
My little sister has a date tonight. I don’t know how to feel about this. She’s thirteen.
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