cheesaritos before hoes

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“Many apologies, young maiden. Princess! O youthful effervescent one!” People were staring, Cappie was beaming and bumping his shoulder against hers. “Might be the accessorizing,” that is to say, Evan’s letters. In Greek terms it seemed like a breath away from a wedding ring, a white picket fence, a golden retriever named Lucky. “Pretty old-fashioned for such a fresh face… but, thanks to many beers and strippers, I digress.” And so he did, with a smile and a gesture of his head Cappie was walking her beneath her umbrella like none of it ever happened. “Of course you can,” he spoke the phrase in a chuckle but his humor was in the ludicrous notion that she needed anyone to do anything, which naturally he didn’t believe. “And where exactly are we headed, Miss Independent?”

Nothing Like You and I. The Perishers.

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“Cartwright Senior,” Cappie’s frown turned instantly upside down at the sight of her predictably dry frame. He snapped his phone shut and sighed. “Ah, we gave the pledges a poll for tonight’s festivities. Harry Potter movie marathon or Bring It On cheer-a-thon. Just got word they went HP.” He gave Casey a look that said, I know, crazy, before gesturing to hold the umbrella above their heads for her. “Here, I’ll play Nameless Guy who holds the umbrella for the Queen… or are you more like the Pope?” The thoughtfulness that pulled down at the corners of his mouth were interrupted by a loud bout of thunder that shook the sky. “Sheesh. Wasn’t like this when I left the house. And it’s suspiciously twenty degrees colder on this block… Does Evie have a class around here right now?”

Cappie hemmed and hawed, sighing dramatically all through her frustratingly pragmatic responses, but all the while playing with the ends of her hair, the hem of her shirt, plucking at her manicured fingers. She had to know better than to interact with him like he was any other Greek. Casey was a book he’d learned by heart; every pregnant pause and manufactured smile was highlighted and underlined. It was only ever a matter of making it real again, making her glow, which was why he needed just a little more time before losing her to a sea of Lacoste and hair gel.

“How very selfless of him,” despite the latent menace in the words, Cappie was smiling. There was of course an inkling that Evan initially had a little crush on Casey, but who wouldn’t? Above all, Cap trusted his best friend and his girlfriend. In fact it was almost a relief that Evan was Omega Chi, that way someone would be able to watch out for her when he couldn’t. “I, on the other hand, am deadly selfish.” He quirked his brows, grinning. “For the layman, yes, Dobler’s would be the obvious choice. Luckily you’re in the hands of a seasoned bar-hopper. Tonight I’ll do you the honors of introducing you to my secret place,” he whispered conspiratorially, playful as ever as he set himself up for the obvious joke. “And then after we have sex, I’ll take you to this cool little place I found. C’mon, Case, live a little! You could tell the girls you’re sick.”

Casey found her resolve softening, her heart melting as his hands flitted across her. Her heart sped and she pouted to show his distractions weren’t going to work. Yet somehow he’d already won and his declaration of selfishness made her roll her eyes. “Last time I checked you were the layman,” she accused, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. As much as she’d like to pin Cappie down and stare right through him like he was just so transparent, she liked him because he constantly surprised her. Although the Kappa Tau’s sometimes had less than pleasant taste in their surprises, her boyfriend’s flair for the dramatic fit in quite well. If their relationship could be measured solely in adventure, they would be flying high together, maybe forever.

I wanna hold you when I’m not supposed to When I’m lying close to someone else You’re stuck in my head and I can’t get you out of it If I could do it all again I know I’d go back to you