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Bens Wasted Life

Ben Braeden. Son. Hunter.

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amiableantichrist sent:
Jesse threw a scathing look in Ben's direction. "Good to know I have something going for me." She went to sit on the couch, arms crossed and expression pinched.

“Dude, relax.” Ben chuckled. “Trust me, it’ll be over soon enough and you’ll back back to normal. Don’t worry so much.”

amiableantichrist sent:
"For a week! I tried changing back and I couldn't." Jesse began to pace, rubbing at her arms while cursing under her breath.

“At least you’re hot…?” He tried not to laugh.

amiableantichrist sent:
Several minutes later she appears right in front of Ben, head tilted so her hair falls into her face. "/This/ happened." Jesse stressed, meeting his eyes.

Ben blinks a few times, breath catching in his throat. “Oh… You’re… You’re a chick…?”

amiableantichrist sent:
[text] I guess I could be worse. [text] just [text] airakfdjlasjieuafdalksjdf

[Text] lol, dude, use your words. Or just get over here?

amiableantichrist sent:
[text] ben? ben, something happened.

[Text] Are you alright?

- Lisa and Ben. They’re at the house right now. If that thing comes back…

Where is everyone?

theangelhunter:

benbraeden:

No, dude. I’ll always end up back here, don’t worry. I’ve just been… It’s kind of a long story.

I’ve got time and a bottle of Jack if you wanna talk about it.

I’m in. -Smiles a little-