not 100% a dick

Evie wrapped her arms around herself, and stared down at the sheets. “Screw Mr. Kenny - I know you can be more than that,” she said, softly. “I’m just worried, babe….I don’t want anything bad to happy you,” she said, looking up at him hesitantly, and biting her lip.

“I know, which is why I want to do this!” he said -- not shouting or angry, just slightly frustrated. He had been hoping Evie would understand. He sighed, picking at the sheets. “Nothing bad’s gonna happen to me, Evie. I promise.”

I don't know when or why I bought these.

She sucked in a breath, wrapping her arms around herself, looking at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. “…but why the army?” She repeated, biting harshly at her lip. “You could die.”

I don't know when or why I bought these.

Regrets are stupid anyways. Even if they’re obnoxious underwear.

Twelve Steps || Evie & Cameron

She pouted playfully. “Is that the only reason?”

"Hmm..." Cameron hummed, pretending to think about it for a few moments, his fingers drumming on her hips. "Well, you know," he said with a smirk. "There are probably a few other things. But the hatred for middle schoolers is definitely what drew me in. It's just hard to find people that are on the same page as me with that."

Twelve Steps || Evie & Cameron

She pretended to think for a moment, before sighing exaggeratedly. “I mean — I’ve never liked middle schoolers. They’re annoying as hell. Let ‘em have it. I don’t really care,” she said, smirking at him.

Cameron grinned. "This is why I love you."