NOBODY LIKES A LOSER.

“Oh I– “ Nolan stumbled over his words, trying to form a proper sentence. “I actually wasn’t asking for that reason, it’s actually a bit of a bet.” 

“a bet?” she immediately looks intrigued, but is frowning slightly. “i feel like i should be offended that i’m the subject of a bet. is it cause i’m mean-looking? i know i look like i want to fight everyone all the time, but i’m really not that bad.” she pauses - “i digress. what do you win if i kiss you?”

“Huh – really? That’s funny, ‘cause you’re a lot prettier than me. Maybe I just have one of those ‘I won’t mind if you fondle me’ faces.” 

“I guess you’re pretty fortunate. Better to not attract unsolicited affection than not, right?”

“Yikes.” He responded soundly, “If I could just apologize to you on behalf of all those men I would. To be frank this is why I have like no guy friends … They all kinda have a one track mind for the most part. Which I don’t get. If a girl is confident to flaunt what she has then that just makes her that much cooler so why harass her for it, you know? Maybe you’re right.”

“Oh,” Phoebe said, her excitement falling a bit as she almost tried to decide whether or not the girl would appreciate a sympathetic look. She decided not to, instead offering a half smile. “Well, you certainly impress me!” Crinkling her nose up, she laughed a bit at the offer. “No, no. No kicking anyone. Some people just… get bored and like to make up not so nice rumors, I guess. I did turn her down when she was drunk, so that was kind of fair.” No, not fair at all, but Phoebe never could find it in her to be angry at anyone for very long. “That’s good,” she decided. “I totally don’t wanna encourage you to throw up all of these great waffles I’m about to buy you. It’d make me very sad.”

she laughs, but it sounds like it’s been startled out of her - genuine compliments like that aren’t usually freely given like that. "well, thanks." cam rubs the back of her head, near-bashful. “that’s shitty of her either way. you have a right to turn people down. you don’t have to make excuses for her,” she shrugs before breaking into another smile. “yeah, not puking is probably a good idea. how far is this place, anyway?”

“Why is everybody so… virile lately? I’ve been dodging kisses left and right. Is it my new cologne? I always thought that was just a marketing tactic.”

‘ i’m about the last person you wanna ask about this. people don’t try to kiss me, probably cause i’m tall as fuck and usually look like i’d give the smackdown to anyone who tries to touch me. ’

“But we can also lose and shake hands and go for drinks. Win or lose, it doesn’t really matter, right? It’s just a game. And this may surprise you, but I don’t do a lot of bragging.”

“That’s what makes it so suspicious. I don’t believe people say nice things for no reason.”

“Good looking is better, I guess. Anything is better than cute. I don’t necessarily have a problem with compliments if they’re necessary, I just don’t see any reason to pointlessly flatter people”

‘ i’m not flattering you. i’m just complimenting you cause it’s what i think, ’ she explains simply. ‘ i’ve got nothing to gain from it. ’

“Sure, whatever you say, baby sis.” was all he could manage to say, so he lets Cam win this one ( as most of their arguments and-slash-or sibling banter. It was easier to let his sister win anyway. ) he does what she says and tilts his head to one side, a slight uncomfortable wince edged into his features as he listens on to her words. “..Shut up.” he mumbles and doesn’t even bother to explain further. “So, what’s the verdict?” he asks, one hand waving to gesture at the wound she was currently inspecting. “You still look like a fuckin’ nerd with those frames.”

she always wins. that’s not even a question - stubbornness is ingrained so deeply in her mind she hardly recognizes it for what it is anymore. ‘ ‘shut up’. now, how am i supposed to argue with that ?? it’s an infallible comeback. ’ clicking the flashlight off, she shuffles away to put it back where she got it from. ‘ looks fine to me, but you should still probably be careful. i’m not a fuckin doctor. ’ returning, she rolls her eyes and plops down on the couch again, feeling for the remote. ‘ you look like a fuckin nerd with that face. ’

“Why is there this whole stigma against talking about sex?” He rolled his eyes, “I mean sure it’s not the most normal topic of conversation but everybody knows it happens so why do we act like it’s some big secret and talk about it in weird metaphors?”

“It’s not even halloween yet and someone knocked on my door asking me for candy. For the last time, I don’t have any. Seriously, halloween is such a stupid and expensive holiday. I mean, why spend so much money on candy and decorations? It’s scary too, no, on the real, I was jumped for no apparent reason last year,” He ranted, before turning to the person, “I’m sorry, were you saying something?”

Nolan nervously approached the person before him, clearing his throat trying his best not to go up an octave before asking the question. “So um… I’m not sure how to say this… but may I kiss you?”