🌹 would you kindly? 🌹

viktor: i -

viktor: god i'm not high enough 2 have this fucking conversation

viktor: i'm sure there's a fucking ... thesis paper about this

audrey: if there isn't I'm writing it

audrey: you think I could get a graduate program to fund it?

viktor: maybe that's just pluto's fucking lifestyle

viktor: maybe he's into it. petplay on another level.

viktor:

audrey: that's gross

audrey: it's officially cannon in my world

viktor: goofy nutted in another dog

viktor: if we're being technical

viktor: personally i think max's mom is pluto

viktor: it feels right. right in my heart.

audrey: THAT'S another thing

audrey: goofy and pluto are both dogs right?

audrey: WHY IS GOOFY ANTHROPOMORPHIC AND PLUTO IS JUST A FUCKING DOG?

audrey: what happened to pluto?

audrey: what happened to goofy?

audrey: so, i'm watching the goofy movie while drunk off my ass

audrey: (as you do)

audrey: and I was just thinking

audrey: goofy has a son

audrey: goofy NUTTED in a woman

audrey: goofy has had sex at least once.

audrey: like ?????

@audrey-ashbo

“audrey three,” viktor announced his presence by wrapping an arm lazily around her shoulders, bringing her close to him in a chokehold-esque hug, “you still pressed? you look pretty fucked - drunk as shit. me too. cheers to that, or whatever the fuck, right?” he downed the contents of the cup in his spare hand - littering the floor with it afterwards and almost going in for a noogie - but thinking against it at the last second,  “i missed you - you know - shit’s boring without you. you got a room?”

audrey rested her head against his shoulder, letting out a long sigh. one that caused a little stray baby hair bounce up and fall back onto her forehead. her nose scrunched up at his question, the night seemingly taking her ability to verbally communicate. “I’m still ‘in a mood’, if you want to put it that way.” words slurred, evidence of the indulgence tonight brought. her hand batted his cup away from his hand in a teasing, sibling-esque action. “missed you too, you lil bitch.” drunkeness seemingly changed everyone’s name to ‘little bitch’ in audrey’s world. “I...I don’t know. I hardly can remember what I had three minutes ago.” a laugh passing faded red lips. 

The event that had taken place earlier made Felix’s room design seem even more eerie than it already was. He was sat in the room alone, solo cup in hand, sipping on the dark red punch that everyone else seemed afraid to touch. There was nothing in the room but a table, some cups, and the red beverage he mixed with liquor. The walls were painted and it was clear that Felix hadn’t done it himself. The art was vibrant, gory, cartoon-ish but still somewhat realistic. On the left side of the room was a huge portrait of Leo Fowler’s head. Blood dripping from the neck as if it had been ripped off his body, which was painted on the other side of the room. People had stopped to stare a couple times, but no one really stuck around. He had already drank at least half of the punch and you could see it in the way he carried himself. Stumbling down the halls, colliding with bodies, slurring his words when he spoke to people. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked tired. When he heard someone walk in a soft whine escaped his lips, pushing himself up off the dirty ground to approach them. He wasn’t in the mood to see anyone, was too drunk for confrontation, and was almost enjoying the silence before he had been interrupted. ❝Like what you see?❞ He chuckled, arms spread as he presented his room to the other,  ❝I think the nose could’ve been pointier.❞

the remnants of red lipstick clung to her lips and her hair was more messy than was considered fashionable. her dress still clung to her curves yet the fabric seemed to be a bit more crinkled. haphazard even. it was evident that the girl was way past her limit as far as drinks had gone as she leaned against the door frame. audrey had already made some bad decisions tonight, what was one more? after the grandiose twitter standoff, it wasn’t a lie to say she was avoiding felix. she just didn’t want to deal with it. the staring, the whispering: it brought back too many sour memories for her. tonight was about forgetting it all. and she was certainly on her way to forgetting most of tonight. “you know, when you mentioned this to me I didn’t think you’d actually fucking do it.” her words slurred ever so slightly as she rested her head on the door frame. “who’d you pay to do this? they have talent.” fingers reached up and brushed her dark locks to one side. “anyfuckingway, pour me a drink. want to try whatever shit you’ve concocted here.”

things flowed so easily between them, tiago didn’t have to think at all for his hands to roam down her back. it was good because if he’d been thinking he would’ve realized it was a terrible idea, but instead he moved to kiss her jaw, pressing small kisses on her skin as his hands went lower, pressing the tips of his fingers like he intended to leave marks. “what do you want?” he asked, barely pulling away from her lips to pose the question.

it was good to know that even now, audrey threatening him still worked for him, like things would just fall back into place for them anytime they were alone like this. “oh no, definitely wouldn’t want that,” he said, his smile disappearing as he leaned against the wall, pulling her close so he could kiss her hard, his arm going round her waist instinctively.

felix: be pissy with other people

felix: hang out w me

felix: get over it

felix: its been days

audrey: fuck off

felix: why do you care so much

felix: youre so fucking annoying

felix: [...]

felix: i dont have to chase you

felix: i have other friends

felix: [...]

felix: all this because some bitch called you out on twitter

felix: thought you were better than that

felix: stop ignoring me

felix: i'll show up at your house

felix: i fucking swear

felix: [...]

felix: answer me

considering his own chaotic nature it was easy for tiago to forget that audrey had always been the one out of them to get them more easily into trouble, and though it could be fun, he knew it could get to his nerves too. still, this was not the night for it, clearly. “only to very dark corners, yeah, i remember,” he said with a smirk, though he fully meant that. the room was pretty nearby, and like he’d said, it was dark enough that he didn’t think cameras would pick them out. “you know, that kiss you gave me just now — pretty impressive. i would almost believe you’ve been thinking about kissing me instead of just picturing me burnt at the stake or whatever.”

audrey was reckless. she honestly never thought about the consequences of her actions that often. her philosophy was that she only had this life to live, so why not live it in the way she saw fit. however, that thought tended to get her in trouble. a fact that drove the initial wedge between the two. all she could think was that it was that line of thinking that brought them together tonight. “don’t flatter yourself too much or I’ll leave right now. and you know I would.” she quipped back, closing the door behind them. the only light was coming from the neon paint splattered across the room illuminated by the dim black lights. “now, I’d suggest you hush up and kiss me before I change my mind.”