we must be killers.

            ‘‘ do not even think about judging my netflix streams while you’re over here eating dumplings like it’s going to out of style, ’’ she stated before flicking pieces of hair out of her face, not even attempting to move away from the male as he sat next to her, tilting her head towards him to look at his face during their conversation. ‘‘ just because you’ve managed to become someone that i talk to on a regular basis, do not think i won’t fuckin’ smack you. ’’ she said with a warning before reaching for the bag filled with chow mein. ‘‘ cute that you think i actually go for runs. i’d love to teach you yoga one day, though. i think i’ll get in enough laughs for the new decade watching that. ’’

              she hated it , hated how her stomach turned the moment he talked to her & how easily the smile formed on her face. she hated the idea of actually being wanted , after going years of feeling unwanted , of blaming herself for her mother being left alone due to her father leaving. ‘‘ yeah , you did. ross was just about to tell rachel that he slept with the hot girl from the copier place. ’’ she said in a sarcastic tone as she closed the door with a small chuckle echoing around them , turning towards the male. ‘‘ do you eat anything other than dumplings and chow mein ? i do have a body to uphold , you know. i don’t have the money to buy new jeans. ’’

closed starter for @manpreet-singhs​

              she hated herself for knowing who was on the other side of the door prior to opening it , and hated herself even more for being excited about it. taking a deep breath , joy pulled her black locks into a messy ponytail behind her head prior to opening the door. ‘‘ so is this our thing now ? just showing up at my house despite me not answering your text message ? ’’ she had no excuse for not answering , other than trying to uphold her cold exterior towards the male. although he managed to make a warm feeling within the pit of her stomach when he was around , willing to take her harsh comments and sit in absolute silence as if it wasn’t boring for him ; she couldn’t bring herself to allow a full break down of her walls that were around her. stepping to the side , she allowed the male to enter the small apartment. ‘‘ anything specific you’re here for ? ’’

“Wipe —– the fucking smirk off your face before I do it for you,” the words came out easily for the blonde, her own small smirk on her glossed lips as her arms crossed over her stomach, weight being distributed between her left and right leg as her heels began to make the pressure build in her ankles. “I’m fully capable of faking nice when necessary. Would you rather me stop faking it? I could totally make a scene if you’d rather.” @manpreet-singhs

It was the part of being unwanted that stuck in the back of the girls head, she watched her mother sob in bathrooms for hours because she’d be dumped over having a daughter, although her mother had always showed her nothing but love and affection. “Don’t get excited, still have plenty of time to smack you,” she said quietly before finishing off the egg roll in her possession, raising an eyebrow at this question before taking the controller out of his hand. “I’m competitive, and I never lose.”

It was a question she had been asked so many times in the past – even Atlas not knowing her reasons behind the attitude she managed to hold to many people, Sophie being the only one that remotely remembered how hard it hit Joy to find out about her father. “Rawr?” She muttered with another eyebrow raise but managed to keep the comments to herself as stated beforehand. “My dad left when my mom refused to get an abortion, I didn’t find out until I was about fourteen and I went to go see him only to be told he never wanted me. Shitty past and all that shit, since that day I kept people at a distance,” she said with a shrug, refusing to make eye contact as she began to pick at the outer coating on her egg roll.

Nodding her head, she finally managed to move her way over to the couch, resting herself on the other side of it, giving herself the personal space she always craved. Turning her head to look over at him, her eyebrow raised as she swallowed the mouthful of egg roll she managed to stuff between her lips. “That’s a big request, but I suppose I can try my best.”

No one was more shocked than Joy by her own actions. Unless it was to satisfy her needs with Atlas or rush to Sophie’s side, Joy rarely left the house to see anyone else, but for some odd reason she managed to find herself in the male’s pace, holding onto the bag of egg rolls. “I have,” she muttered as she dug into the bag. “But nothing seems more ironic than Joy.”

“—I’m only here for the egg rolls, so hand them over, bub.”

Joy: Shitty for you. I'll check on my roommate to see if she's good then head over, I guess.

Joy: And you picked me for company?

Joy: Is this another shitty excuse for me to come over to please your mother?

Joy: Why?

Preet: I have more Chinese food then I can finish