put-on-a-show kinda girl

✭ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when your best friend amelia asked you to be her maid of honor, you were ecstatic… and then you found out her fiancé’s best man would be schlatt, the one person on this earth that you can’t stand, for reasons you would never tell a soul.

➞ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒆.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒃.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐱: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏.

✭ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈.

➞ 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

➞ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝.

✭ includes faces for every character and pics of the beautiful island of st. lucia!

photography/cinematography

this hobby was probably his favorite of yours that you ended up picking up. his camcorder would always be in a different place than the last because you insisted on running around his apartment recording every little thing.

"babe, look! i'm filming!" you would grab his face, turning him to look at the camera. "say something to the vlog."

he rolled his eyes, shooting a glare into the camera."alright, jeez, don't manhandle me. i'm lookin'. hey, vlog."

"say something more interesting!"

schlatt snickered. "you're a dictator, you know that?" he reached out to pinch your cheek.

"i am trying to have a cute memory of us! i am not a dictator."

"dunno.... that's what a dictator would say." he grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

despite your vlogs, though, he liked when you two would geek out about cinematography and roam around thrift stores to look at old digital cameras. that was nice.

and he liked secretly watching your vlogs back to hear your voice bless his ears once more.

cooking/baking

he fucking loved this one. "top ten best decisions of your entire life," he always proclaimed. "besides choosing to date me. that's cool too."

when you cooked, schlatt sat at the table eagerly holding his fork and knife like a four-year-old waiting for his dino nuggies. he would scarf down rat shit if you served it to him on a fancy plate.

sometimes to "subtly hint" to you, he'd send you tiktoks of meals. oh, and when you started baking, it was over. you both were bulking up.

schlatt insisted on 'making sure your treats weren't poison' by putting his finger into the batter, basically contaminating all of it. ew.

but he would make it better by giving the chef a kiss.

crosswords

the couch had a permanent indent from you curling up to do the crossword.

"jeez, i mean, one one hand i'm glad you finally simmered down... but on the other, did you have to pick up such a grandma hobby? what's next, knitting? yelling at kids to get out of your yard?" schlatt snickered to himself as he sat next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

"shut up, i'm busy," you mumbled, frantically searching your mind.

this new hobby led to a lot of yells around the house that sounded like this:

"schlatt, what's a male deer called?"

"schlatt, what's the book after ezekiel alphabetically?"

and even though he grumbled and made fun of you, he liked that you found a healthy way to destress. so he'd sneak a quick glance at his phone and give you the answer.

"wow, how'd you know that!" you'd beam.

you and ted were lazing around on the couch—sitting next to each other, scrolling through your respective for you pages like parallel playing toddlers—when he got a call from schlatt.

"a trip to japan?" ted chirped. "sure!" you stared at him until he mustered, "actually... let me check with the boss."

from across the couch, you let out a snort. "you guys are crazy." that was enough of a yes for him. yay!

however, ted's trip came with a list of things you required him to do while there. "you have to get me souvenirs. can you go to a trinket store? ooh, or a stationary store?"

"sure, honey!" he pressed a kiss to your cheek. you liked this video better than most because you got to laze around at home, which mostly consisted of you waking up at 1pm and ordering takeout every day. heaven.

every day he tried to sneak in a phone call with you, sending you every photo he took. when he got home you were absolutely drowned in gifts, which was the best!

your least favorite video of his was that dumb, stupid "living like a morning routine influencer for a week". it drove you absolutely insane.

first, the waking up at 3am was absolutely excruciating. every time he woke up at that insane hour, the bed would creak and wake you up as well. it made you want to punch him.

the only good part was knowing you could fall back asleep and tease him about the fact you could take warm showers and wake up at 11am. oh, and that ted would make breakfast, though often times it was burnt and barely edible.

ted insisted you do the ice water part of the video with him, shoving your face in freezing cold water that makes you scream.

to combat all your complaints, ted decided to turn being a boyfriend into content! his recent uploads looked something like "hanging out with my partner challenge" or "baking with my partner"...