&&. mia

Strong answer. You gonna cite Alijah for that one, too?

That's so wrong in so many levels. For starters, it's not your business. Secondly, my butt can hurt over something or someone else, it's not like Alijah's the only reason for butt pains. And finally, just in case you were wondering, it hurts because I exercised this morning.

There’s something about summer that just doesn’t seem right to me. If it were up to me it would be fall all year round. Please, don’t die. That’d put me in an incredibly awkward position. I would suggest buying it one hundred percent. I haven’t actually purchased one for myself, but I probably will eventually. I may just be making it up to rationalize my fear of them. Yo-yo? It took me a second to remember what that was. For a scary, brief moment in time I thought that yo-yo was a euphemism for dick and I can 100% confirm that did not get stuck in a fan when I was a child. I’m still going to trust Yahoo with my whole heart no matter what you say. Oh, I’m going to write it – with appropriate sources and everything. 

The whole sweating thing is plenty of reason for me to hate the summer, honestly. I'd love it to be fall all the time. I'd literally kill for that to happen, I'd just sell my soul to the devil, even. You should just try to look at one and see what comes up to mind and maybe understand what's so horrifying about them to you. You're discriminating ceiling fans, so you must buy one to show them some respect. Yo-yo is now dick – nice to know, I'll definitely use it more often. Like, "hey, you, show me your yo-yo" or "I want your yo-yo!". Totally euphemistic. What if your dick did get stuck but you can't remember that horrible trauma? Yahoo is not trustworthy and you know it, you just want to argue with me. Please, do tell what those sources are, I need to know.

And what exactly have I done that’s so mean?

More like what is it that you've done that's not mean? Also, my butt hurts for no reason.

I wasn’t sure about this whole thing at first, but I can turn into a fucking hawk. It’d hard as hell to control and I was a hawk for a solid 5 hours trying to turn back, but it was still awesome.

That's both awesome and awful, so it's nice to meet you, hawk guy. I'm Mia.

Is that what it is? Really?

That's a perfect example. Judah, just shut up and be nice for a while. It doesn't hurt.

If only I cared enough.

You know I'm cool but you're just a dick to me so I'm a bitch to you.

That sounds pretty subjective to me. I doubt you’re ever much more than uptight and angry at the world.

You can ask Alijah if you want. I'm pretty sure he doesn't think the same.

Way to get fake deep on me for a moment there, Mia, I’m almost proud. Quite the philosopher when you’re smashed, aren’t you?

That was actually just me telling you that you're a douchebag in a very decorated and creative way. I'm a cool person, it just takes special people or alcohol for it to come out.

“Good enough. I’ve been gifted with telepathy which in simple terms is mind reading and a jumbled up mess of other crap. How about you? Do you mean that flag thing that got everyone riled up because I missed it too.”

"That's so fucking cool, it's the most awesome power I've heard of yet. Can you read anyone's mind, though, like Edward Cullen? I just create energy out of the blue – kind of boring. Yeah, I was there for a minute or so but I guess when I started practicing I just couldn't handle it and blacked out. No one noticed me, so..."

“Don’t forget your amazing boobs. Fine; how about this? I’ll destroy you. Right behind you, babe.”

"You'll be the first out of the two to enjoy them, you should feel proud. That's what I wanted to hear. Even calling me babe sounds hot when it comes from you."

“Sounds perfect. We’ll keep sending him videos until he agrees to fuck. I can take care of you; don’t worry. Alright, why don’t you lead the way?”

"He'll agree eventually when he falls in love with your butt. I don't want you to take care of me, I want you to wreck me. Sure, just follow me."

It was one of a kind.

Alright, uh... You can create a shirt and I'll pay it for you or something.

“Je viens de France, ma chère.” He replied, grinning. “That means I’m from France in… Well, french. I live in Virginia since I was eight so, I don’t remember a lot from my hometown – and that would be Paris.”

Mia's eyes widened with interest and she leaned in a little, slightly speechless. She could only stare at him in awe due to her non-based, weird yet strong obsession with France. "If I start drooling, it's all thanks to you."

Being agreeable doesn’t necessarily mean you’re agreeing with anything I said, sweetheart, don’t hurt yourself in your race to deny any positive emotion coming from you. That’d be embarrassing.

No, but you would be agreeing with something I would have said and that's something that won't ever happen unless I'm drunk and dying. I'd rather deny positive emotions than accept them, show them and get hurt by douchebags like you, sweetheart.

“I’m definitely ready to show Zayn what we got; no matter how many tapes we have to make. I can manhandle if need be. I’m one for anything. Have one in your room? Maybe we should head there..”

"We should start now and make sure we have at least one clip to send, then make another one and keep sending. I bet he'll love our video diaries. If he wants that kink, we're good to accomplish his wishes. I like it all but I'm just bad at femdom. I think there's one, I'm pretty sure it's better if we go there, yeah."

“Does that mean I’ll fuck you a lot? Definitely not. I’d love for you to get to do that. We’d be great at delivering on all those kinks. Nah, I’ll just make you scream instead.”

"As many times as we want to. So, yeah, a lot. I'm going to enjoy putting on a show for Zayn so much. I can't be femdom, though, I'm one to like to be manhandled in bed. Where's the fucking camera when you need it?"