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❛ You can leave the ice cream though, I’m sure we will be hungry, once we’re done discussing matters of dick state. I brought you flowers, Barry. ❜  

“Alone time? Can I come!” Joe glares at Justin. “Leave MY ice cream? You must be mad. I only brought this for Obama and myself.”

barack whispered to justin,  ‘ we’ll share after he leaves he doesn’t need to know. ’  he stepped forward and put a hand on joe’s shoulder,  ‘ we have a private meeting right now, but give us an hour or two and then you and i can play catch on the lawn after. just the two of us, how does that sound ? ’

viciios:

❛ —Barack! You never told me you had a twin brother. ❜  

“I BROUGHT ICE CREAM!” Joe stops in his tracks, stunned. “Well, now can we make the backyard cricket team?”

‘ joe, i think justin and i need some alone time. eh, why don’t you go outside and play with bo ? ’ 

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“daddy dagger me.” 

‘ ----------- who the FUCK are you. ’

                                ❝ ————- we are stars wrapped in skin. ❞

          ❝ don’t get cocky. ❞ veronica’s eyes roll back in annoyance. ❝ betty’s house isn’t exactly ideal for me to stay at, considering her mother would probably rather me be dead in the ground than set foot in her perfect house. ❞

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          ❝ i don’t wanna be alone tonight. ❞

how dare you accuse me of something i did not do ??? i’ll sue you for libel.

as soon as the door opened, chuck could feel his GRIN pulling at his lips before he saw the fire. the flames growing larger than they should and his feet moved without him thinking, he ran back to his apartment and opened the door quickly to grab at the fire extinguisher by his door. it was one of the smaller ones that he had randomly throughout his apartment. FIRE SAFETY. the words loud in his mind as he ran back into his neighbor’s apartment. 

he was GRATEFUL the door was still open when he returned, going straight into the apartment and using the extinguisher on the dining table. his hand on the button in the back, holding the tube to aim it at the center of the fire. the HOLLOW ECHO of the extinguisher filled the room as he aimed it at the fire, watching the flames disappear beneath the white foam. a deep breath escaped his chest as soon as the fire went out, looking over at the fire alarm still beeping loudly. 

’these things never just shut off when the fire is over.’ he grabbed a chair, walking over to where the alarm was mounted on the wall. they saved lives and also ANNOYED THE HELL out of people, including firefighters. getting on the chair, his fingers worked at pulling off the cover of the alarm and hit the reset button hidden behind all the wires. ‘be helpful if these were more receptive. i’m chuck, by the way, just right next door. you alright?’ stepping down from the chair, bringing it back over to the table with a small grin. 

She watched, hand on the door, as he disappeared back into his own apartment. Okay? she thought, very much confused and very much curious as to what he was going to do next. Betty kept glancing back at the smoldering pile on her dining table, afraid that it would start to really  b u r n   while her FIREFIGHTER of a neighbor was gone. 

Stepping away from the door, Betty crossed her arms and brought her eyebrows together in a worried expression, narrowly missing being bumped into as her neighbor rushed through her apartment with a FIRE EXTINGUISHER in hand. She didn’t know what else to do but stare as the foam from the canister covered the table top. That would be hard to explain to her roommate when she returned. 

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chuck was trying really hard to just relax on his day off. he’d been at the fire house for the last 48 hours and that meant he’d get the next 96 hours to himself. in his apartment and his OWN BED. the firefighter was just about to relax in his bed for an early night, much like an old man not a guy of twenty-one, in when he heard it. 

BEEEEEP, BEEEEEEP, BEEEEEEP. 

it was like an internal instinct in him, hand rubbing over his face as he slipped on his shoes once the grumbling on the other side of the wall started. his lips spread into a small smile knowing full well most people HATED their fire alarms even if it was gonna save their life. knocking ( with a fist so more of a POUND ) on the next door neighbor’s door, his voice was loud enough to project over the beeping. ‘HEY, you okay in there? i’m your, um, neighbor from next door and a FIREFIGHTER, did ya need some help?’ 

As slip of her hand as she reached for her copy of Paradise Lost had tipped over the aromatherapy candle her roommate had left lit before leaving for a club meeting she was late for. It’s okay, Betty had told her, it’s not like it’s unattended -- I’m gonna stay in tonight, I’ll put it out when I go to bed. So much for STRESS RELIEF. Not only did the wax start spilling over the laminate of their small dining table, but the flame had started to lick at her notebook. ‘ Oh my gosh ! ’ she exclaimed. She ran into the kitchen and pulled the dishrag off the oven handle, covering the flame with the cloth in an attempt to smother it.

                                                 It only seemed to make it worse. 

Smoke started to billow up from where the fire had caught onto the dishrag and all of a sudden there was an incessant BEEPING from the ceiling. Great -- she had just moved in and now she was going to burn the apartment complex to the ground. Betty took a few steps back, nervous and ( not gonna lie ) a little scared as she looked for a cup or a bowl to fill with water. Maybe she could placate it before anyone noticed. 

IMPOSSIBLE, LAMP – IMPOSSIBLE. 

fckin believe it, brick