wild child

Rhett: My threats all require being in person. You can't get mad at me for dying! It definitely is. But you know I'm here for you, right?

Jonathan: You are a teacher? That's crazy cool.

Jonathan: Okay I'll be over in a half hour.

Jonathan: What kind?

Izzy: Yep, molding the minds of the youths.

Izzy: Sounds good.

Raina: Is it like battleships but with shots?

Addie: Perfect. I'll get all the marg stuff and be there in like... 30.

Jo: You do not, you're not all knowing! That's because I'm shy and not good at this stuff. The issue with it being at McDonald's is I really love McDonald's food. It would happen! Imagine it! Can I call it like half and half? That sounds like the absolute perfect way to spend an afternoon. Which of them is winning, who's getting the most? I'm making up a few meals for my dad for the week.

Jo: It feels like you're doubting me.

Izzy: No, my grandma is all knowing and she told me. Well, you shouldn't be shy around me. We've been over this. Are you saying you'd be into the food more than you'd be into me? I'm not sure about that. No! I mean, I don't know if he needs that much props. I'd call it like 60/40. Ruby is winning. She's a queen. That's nice of you. Do you do that often?

Brennan: I'm good for the soul, Izzy.

Liz: You're a strange one sometimes. It's just as well that you're also hot.

@izzy-rao​

“Favorite album of all time?” Luke asked, puffing smoke up into the already smoke filled apartment.

“Shiiiiiit, I don’t know. I’m not the type to have favorites,” she admitted with a shrug. “What about you?”

“Think if that were going to happen I would have come over here, Iz?” Finn asked, head dipping to the side. He’d tried to stop himself from coming over all night, the more drinks consumed, the less he remembered why. “Come dance with me.”

“You’ve always been a fan of playing with my head, so-- I know nothing,” she shrugged. Her eyes scanned over his face, as if she was debating her response, knowing they both knew her answer. “Okay.” 

@izzy-rao​

“I’ve got a six pack and at least one guy you can’t say no to,” he nodded down at Bradburry who sat at the front door. “Up for a night stroll?”

“Well, he is cuter than you,” she shrugged, crouching down to scratch behind Bradbury’s ears. “Do I have to carry the beer or do I get to hold the leash?”

“Nope, you won’t argue with me,” Jo bit back her smile, not being able to help it from shining through. “You will!” Jo whined. “I didn’t know we’d been going on dates, none of this can be blamed on me!” She was opening her mouth to explain, but more than happy to have the moment taken away from her, knowing she was getting too far in her own head and Izzy’s lips were all it took to take her out of it. He hand come up to let her finger’s delicately cup Izzy’s jaw, a soft laugh escaping before she leaned in for another kiss. 

A grin spread across Izzy’s lips when she heard Jo’s soft laugh. The sound made her stomach flutter and her hands tug Jo’s face impossibly closer. Her fingers went to tangle in the other’s dark locks as she continued the kiss. She pulled back eventually, tongue darting out to wet her now slightly puffy lips. “Is it a total cop out if I say I don’t remember what we were talking about?” she asked with a soft laugh. Her fingers were still in Jo’s hair, twisting loose strands around them, fighting the urge to lean back in. 

Raina: If we're going to stay in, can we at least make it a drinking game?

Jo: Well only time will really tell. Ummmm do you think I don't already feel an overwhelming urge to kiss you? You don't need the tuxedo for that. You wouldn't want to do it, it would be me ruining the whole thing for you and for us, duurrr. Okay. You might be a touch inspiring too. I'm really really excited! In the meantime... what're you up to?

Jo: I could, but that would involve a ton of intimidation and I'd feel bad.

Izzy: I already know the answer though. You're not kiss me constantly, so yes. It's not just the tux. It's the tux in a McDonald's. It makes a difference. I really can't imagine that, so it doesn't make sense. Yeah, just a touch. We've gotta give Bob his props. I'm excited too, pretty girl. I'm watching my dogs try to eat peanut butter off the floor. You?

Addie: Well yeah it's the best kind of drunk. So that's the goal for tonight

Raina: Can we substitute the Bob Ross with something else?

“Yeah, I am,” she tried to play cool, but squealed at the tickling. “You can’t stop me from claiming it!” She laughed and pushed Izzy’s hands away, holding her wrists. “Doesn’t it? I’m full of great ideas, you’re just seeing the tip of the ice berg here.” She took a seat next to Izzy, a deep breath and let out a half a laugh, nodding. “Mmm, yes.. I– yes.”

“I can too!” she argued back, a grin plastered on her lips. “I hope to experience more of those great ideas when you take me on a real date,” she teased. Izzy shifted to face Jo when she sat down, laughing softly at her answer. “You don’t sound too sure about that.” But that didn’t stop her from reaching to cup Jo’s jaw in her hand as she leaned forward. She took a moment, her nose grazing against the other’s before pressing her lips fully to Jo’s. 

Finn’s smirk rose, unsure if he should’ve expected that reaction, but pleased he had. “Hard to argue with,” he gave way to her response, hand falling to her side. “But I can usually stop myself from staring.”

Izzy leaned into his touch, regretfully. Her diluted judgement was not working in her favor. “Just wait. You’ll be able to look away once another pair of nice legs comes through the door,” she mused, licking her lips and hating how her gaze fell to his.