.¸¸.·♩♪♫ Jordan Rivera ♫♪♩·.¸¸.
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Libra. Music Major|Business Minor @MillenniumCoast. Student Council Rep. Soccer Captain. Singer & DJ. Flirt. Mouthy MF. Horror movie enthusiast. Lover of food. Gamer. 1/2 of Nordan.
ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ @FOREVlER
@FOREVlER “Really? No tequila?” Jordan joked, shrugging his shoulders. “Do you ever get that when you’re home? There’s never peace and quiet at my mom’s. That’s why I usually end up sneaking out when everyone is busy. Otherwise it ain’t happening.”
@OfSweetSins — you getting done? It’s summer break! You’re supposed to relax.” He teased, letting his arm fall off the back of the bench to drape around her shoulders.
“I know I do. I got you. You name it and I’ll do it.”
Jordan’s emergency trip to Puerto Rico had lasted a little longer than he expected. He was supposed to be back after just a few days, but days turned into weeks. He landed at 4 am and quickly went to his studio to wash the airplane funk off. He owed @OfSweetSins a huge ass —
@OfSweetSins “I’m glad too. Honestly, it was nice to spend time with my dad for more than like a few days at a time.” Jordan barely got to spend time with his dad, and when they do it is for short periods of time.
He elevated a brow looking down at her with a smirk. “How much work are —
@OfSweetSins -- I was only supposed to be gone a week, obviously that shit didn't happen. It's all sorted out now though." Relaxing back against the bench, he stretched his arm out across the back of it behind Taryn.
"What all did you get into while I was gone?" He asked casually, using --
@OfSweetSins — stepping out of the hug and holding out the bag of pastries. “I also brought coffee. I promise I’ll get you a better gift later. You can even pick it out yourself.” He chuckled, taking a seat on the bench once again, gesturing for her to sit as well.
@OfSweetSins Luckily for Jordan he didn’t have to wait too long for a reply, or for Taryn to show up. He watched her approach, and once she was close enough, he stood, stretching out his arms to wrap her in a tight hug.
“My peace offering… for now…” He flashed a dimpled grin, —
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a original character portrayal
named North Andrew McBride.
@MillenniumCoast character.
mixologist. single pringle.
descriptive. banter. crack.
https://t.co/P6uTH9zwhG
— He paused a moment before continuing his spam texts.
— I’ll explain when you get here, I promise.
— and I’ll make it up to you somehow.
Sending the final message to @OfSweetSins he made the short drive to the pier, his apology coffee and pastries in hand as he walked —