LGBTQ+ Admins, To The Beach!
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One LGBTQ+ Acc had just reached 24.2k and had just kept going, rising to the top like a bubble. There were 11 admins and and owner. Their names were:
B: Jett, Anna Rose, Liu Ricchan
T: Anna, Momo, Kyle Soul
Q: Rey
P: Mack, Ash , Sam
A: Ryan
Owner: Alex/Alexander
They all faced challenges in their day to day lives; transphobic and homophobic people, idiots asking questions, password changes, and much more. Soon, they were all going to go live in California in a huge beach house together. Each admin got their own room and bathroom, along with beach towels and a boggie board. Surf boards were downstairs in the garage along with convertibles. The kitchen was stocked with all of their favorite foods and drinks, a mini fridge in each room as well as the porch. The porch not only had a mini fridge, but looked out onto the sparkling blue ocean before them. Chairs had been set up, facing the ocean along with a table. All of it was wood. Finally, the tv room. There were comfortable chairs, a popcorn machine thingy like the kind at the movie, everything. Everything from Star Wars:The Force Awakens to Saw. They all knew living here would be fun, but not this dramatic. But then again thats HollyWood for you!
Any hate on here will not be tolerated. Because you are a fucking weirdo who has obviously not been on the internet, much less Tumblr.
Actual Instagram: _lgbt_is_love_
Note:
This is set in the future when everyone is old enough to drive cars and and go off on their own. :)
Happy reading, Fluffles!
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