{ kill this love. }

DELILAH: You know I love clingy Maya so please be as clingy as you'd like

DELILAH: Why do you think that's your problem if she didn't say it?

MAYA: You say be as clingy as you like, I think you might regret that in the future just so you know

MACK: thank you it's in my blood

MACK: eh they usually only keep me for a night then they let me out. most of em know me anyway so they get annoyed if they have to keep me in there for that long

MACK: plus it's kinda quality time w the gf so i'm chillin

KEN: It's funny, because I don't understand you, but at the same time I completely get you.

KEN: It's definitely that twin crap

KEN: I forgot what it was called, I've had a long day

MACK: that's kinda depressing

MACK: also kinda cool but mostly depressing

MACK: least you're better at your emotions than me so congrats on being the better twin

MACK: nah, just got let outta the police station actually and was gonna go get somethin to eat cause as many times as i've told them they need a vending machine for inmates or whatever the fuck they call us, i've yet to see one

KEN: Oh my god, I knew that you would say that it's cool lol you're the worst 💙

KEN: There's no better twin, dork. I hate you for saying that!

KEN: Hey, you know you should call me when you get locked up, right????

DELILAH: You can always hang out with me! I love when you come over anyways

DELILAH: More than a couple hugs coming right up :)

DELILAH: You will

DELILAH: I'm not... exactly sure how relationships work, like I don't have it down by any means, but I understand the gist of them and you're perfect for them. Anyone would be lucky to have you

DELILAH: Brooke just wasn't your person I guess?

MAYA: That would be awesome. Seeing your face would definitely make me happy

MAYA: More than a couple? I hope this means cuddling because I am definitely going to be way more clingy than I usually am and we both know that's pretty much a lot since apparently that's my problem even though she didn't say that

MAYA: Anyway

MAYA: 🥰 Thank you Lilah that's so sweet. You're the best. I'll teach you, after I'm done being gloomy about them

“Mm, nope. Never been seduced in my life.” Juliet pursed her lips, feigning innocence as she shook her head with a small smirk on her face. Her legs dangled off the counter as she watched her friend move about the kitchen, listening to how her day was. Juliet was typically a pretty compassionate person, but the bitchiness she inherited from her sister often caused her to get bored with small talk like this. However, she didn’t find herself getting bored listening to Hayden talk – she really never did. It was nice. “No kids ate glue? Sounds pretty boring to me,” Jules gave her a teasing smile, shrugging her shoulders. “My day…” she mulled over the question for a couple seconds. “… good, I guess? I dunno. The longer I go in between trips back home, the more insane I go. I miss the waves.” The brunette almost groaned, thinking back to her time in Santa Monica. “Spence and I decided we’re gonna go next week, though, so I won’t be insane for much longer.” Juliet tried not to talk about her best friend around Hayden, especially because she was trying to feel things out and be here with the other girl rather than focusing on how much she was into her taken best friend. Clearing her throat, Juliet glanced back at Hayden. “As beautiful as you look cooking for me, I’m starving. Is it almost done?”

There was something about Jules that changed every time she talked about her best friend. It was interesting, to say the least, and Hayden couldn’t help but wonder if there was history there. She wasn’t quite sure, though the brunette understood that it wasn’t her business either. If Juliet had wanted Hayden to know, she would’ve known. And anyway; this situation was much better than talking about who had feelings for who. “That’s awesome!” She exclaimed as she finished up making the sauce, plating the dishes quickly because while it had been a fairly easy day, she was still incredibly hungry. “I bet you two will have a great time, yeah?” Hayden smiled, handing the finished plate over to Jules just as soon as she started asking when the two of them were going to eat. “I hope you enjoy it, Jules. Do you want me to get you a glass of wine?” Hayden walked over towards her fridge, grabbing a half-empty white wine bottle that she began pouring for herself. Wine was always a necessity-- being an elementary school teacher was hard. 

In Brooke’s eyes, she did pay attention to Maya. She didn’t realize that that perspective was probably severely screwed considering for Brooke, it was a sufficient amount of attention given, but to anyone else, maybe it wouldn’t be. Brooke didn’t know how to be in a relationship, and she was very, very into Maya, and she had no idea what the fuck she was doing. It hurt, and she could feel her chest getting tight thinking about not having Maya around anymore. “Yeah, no, I mean. It’s fine,” she repeated, trying to not show emotion to the girl she knew she was falling in love with. “Me too.” And it was true – Brooke was crazy about Maya. Whenever they went out, sure, she flirted with guys and girls to get free drinks and just because that’s how she was, but she always ended up back on Maya’s lap because she genuinely missed her. That had never happened before. But it was obvious she was hurting the girl in front of her, and she didn’t want to do that anymore. Especially when she thought she was doing this whole relationship thing kinda decently. “It’s fine, Maya, seriously. I get it. We can just shut this down and…” Brooke rubbed her eyes, not sure why the fuck she was getting emotional right now. The blonde stood up suddenly, wobbling a little as she got to her feet. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. Sorry, I’m – well, you know I’m fuckin’ shit at talking about this kinda shit, so we can just… I don’t want to keep making you uncomfortable. I thought I was doin’ okay but I just… I dunno how to do this, anyway.” Brooke bit her lip and tried to steady her breathing. “I’ll go, I can walk home.” 

The worst thing about the whole situation was that Maya had hoped that Brooke would want to fight for their relationship-- even just a little bit. Her heart ached when she said that they could shut things down. It wasn’t what Maya wanted by any means, really. She was falling for the girl dangerously fast, which was exactly why she could feel herself getting jealous so easily lately. Even though her instincts told her to not go after the blonde, Maya couldn’t help but get up and walk over to Brooke. “You’re not bad at talking about this stuff. You just think you are. Sometimes, when you’re not really trying-- that’s when you’re really good at it. I always love those moments,” Maya said quietly, taking her hand in her own and swallowing her throat; it felt thick and she knew that she had a few tears falling already. “You were doing fine. You were doing what you were capable of, and.. that’s okay, you know? If that’s...” Maya paused, not really knowing where she was going with the sentence. It really didn’t feel okay. “It’s me, okay? I feel... so much for you. My feelings are intense, and seeing you with other people... It hurts, yeah? I want you to be mine and only mine, but.. I know that’s not who you are, baby.. I know.” So, yeah-- Maya was crying quite a bit now, and at this point she really didn’t about masking it. “I l--” she started, though immediately stopped. Love you. “I’m not going to change you, Brooke.” I’m just not good enough.

MACK: ooooooof what’s up buttercup

MACK: what happened?? tell me everything. i’m great at distracting

KEN: Oh, you know, just heard someone die on one of my calls. NBD

KEN: I know I did the training for this, but that doesn't make it easier. Even people who are bad with their emotions (@me!) get overwhelmed with this stuff sometimes

KEN: Anyway I love you, tell me about your day

KEN: What are you up to? Hopefully not hurting yourself

DELILAH: Oh no oh no

DELILAH: Are you okay?

DELILAH: I’m going to look up what to bring people during a breakup

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DELILAH: Well you already have ice cream and alcohol. Candy? Uhhhhh. Flowers? I have lots of flowers

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DELILAH: What happened?

MAYA: I don't need any of the physical stuff honestly

MAYA: Hanging out with you would probably be the best, you know?

It was almost unfair how attractive Addie could make smoking look. And it was even more unfair that they were just friends because she looked so attractive glaring at her. “Baby lungs,” she sang out with a laugh and took a small pull. “I think I’d yell at you for eating too many Cheetos. It’s borderline psychotic. Sometimes I just worry that you’ll turn into a Cheeto and that would be terrible since I don’t like that. We’d have to stop being friends, babe.” Melanie froze for a second after she called Addie babe but it didn’t have to be a big deal. People call their friends babe all the time. “No coughing, by the way. I’m a pro.”

Everything was fuzzy, just the way Addie liked it. She never wanted to get too high; just enough to make her feel like she was... floating. That was the best way to describe it. In her mind, anyway. Addie wanted to reply to the fact that she very well could’ve turned into a Cheeto at one point, but she couldn’t help but be distracted by the petname babe. Maybe Melanie was the type of person to just call people that; Addie wasn’t too sure. Either way, she liked the way it sounded from her lips. She cleared her throat and took the joint from Melanie once more and shook her head as she took in a long puff. A little bit more fuzzy, perhaps. “We can’t stop being friends, Mel. Do you really want to make me that sad?” Addie jutted out her lower lip in attempt at a dramatic pout, looking over towards the brunette. It was kind of annoying how beautiful Melanie was, and that she couldn’t stop noticing that either.

Juliet smiled at the text she received from her friend. It was sweet, and Juliet loved the thing they had going – there was no heaviness of a relationship, but they could hang out and sleep together and not have the confusion that usually came with it. Jules was all for the easy-going kind of relationships, or friendships. Hayden seemed to just… get that, for some reason. As soon as Juliet walked through the door, the smell of Hayden’s amazing cooking hit her and she hummed, pleased. “Hey to you, too, gorgeous.” Juliet smirked affectionately, her arm sliding around Hayden’s waist as she pressed a kiss to her cheek. Nights like these she liked, because it kept her mind off of… everything and everyone she shouldn’t be thinking of. “Mm, smells good. What are you seducing me with tonight, hm?” Juliet smiled, hopping up on the counter as her eyes scanned around the kitchen. “And–” the brunette grabbed a bite of the chopped vegetables on the cutting board next to her. “–tell me about your day while you’re at it.” 

While Hayden usually surrounded herself with many friends, she couldn’t deny that hanging out with Jules was just a little bit different. There was a simplicity to their relationship, and that’s what the brunette enjoyed the most about it. “Seducing you?” Hayden quirked a curious eyebrow, turning towards the other girl. “Are you telling me I don’t already seduce you? Pft.” Hayden rolled her eyes playfully, but then motioned towards all of the ingredients. “Parmesan chicken. With pasta, of course,” she looked over towards the pot that already had the cooked pasta noodles in. She couldn’t help but smile when Jules asked her about her day. As she continued to cook everything, she thought about her day. “It was fairly easy. Boring day, actually. No kids ate any glue today, or anything. Not that I’d want them to.” Hayden laughed to herself, turning towards Jules again. “What about you, pretty girl?”

Drew gave her boyfriend a smile as she leaned into the affection he was showing her. She missed Caleb when he had long shifts like this past one, and the only way she got through them was Padme and looking up things that were too dangerous to do while pregnant. “Wait, can I come? I missed you,” she held his hand as she looked up at him, knowing what his answer would be. Once he agreed, Drew smiled even wider and followed him into the bathroom. She discarded her clothes, stepping into the hot water and sliding her arms around Caleb’s shoulder’s once he got in as well. “How was your… shift? Shifts?” She scrunched her nose up. “I dunno how long it’s been, time is a social construct anyway. “But tell me everything, anyway, and then I’ll tell you what I figured out about being pregnant. There’s a lot of crazy stuff.” 

Caleb couldn’t help but smile when Drew said I missed you. Ever since he was a kid, he was crazy about the blonde, and damned if he didn’t miss her every single second he wasn’t around her. It was incredibly satisfying to peel off his clothes that he’d spent the last 24 hours in, knowing that he should probably do some laundry later on in the night.. or maybe in the morning, so he could spend more time with his girlfriend. He let out a sigh of happiness once he was under the water, feeling his muscles relax almost instantly. Having Drew pressed up against him was an added bonus, and he nuzzled his face into her neck for a moment, peppering soft kisses there. “Just one long 48 hour shift,” Caleb answered, agreeing that time was a dumbass thing and certainly not actually even real. “It was kinda tame for what it’s usually like. Some dude got attacked by a chicken and for some reason, we were called there. Another teenager left another baby in the trashcan,” he sighed at this, hating the fact that this was tame. He loved his job, but damn, he saw the world a lot differently now. “Then there were some good ones, y’know? This young kid was stuck in a tree, somehow, and I was able to get him down. Even got cap to give me a pat on the back.” His captain was a little rough around the edges, and any praise from him Caleb appreciated. After he washed and rinsed his hair, he wrapped his arms around Drew’s waist, bringing her even closer. “What about bein’ pregnant, though? That’s what I care about. Our little bread in the oven.”

It’d been a fairly easy day at work -- no students ate any glue, no crying and definitely no calls to the parents. In Hayden’s book, that was definitely a win. As she was grocery shopping for some things that she needed in order to cook dinner, an idea popped into her head. She stopped the shopping cart to pull out her phone to send a text to Juliet: Hey pretty girl!!! Come over, I’m cooking dinner for you xo. Hayden absolutely loved spending time with Juliet, and it was in her nature to take care of every single one of her friends. There was the amazing upside that Jules was a great kisser, and even better in bed -- but that’s not why she wanted to treat her to dinner. That was just how Hayden was. The physical stuff was merely perks. It was about thirty minutes later and she was home -- the kitchen already smelled wonderful, and she had Adele playing in the background (no she was not sad, she just.. really loved her voice). As soon as the door opened, Hayden turned towards Jules with a soft smile on her face. “Hey baby,” she greeted in a sing-song fashion. “You ready for some amazing food from one of your favorite girls?”

MAYA: It's been a long time since I've been through a break up and I can say that it's as shitty as I remember

MAYA: I'm literally drinking wine and eating ice cream

MAYA: Wowwww

MAYA: 😢