cunning son of a bitch.

what is something in your life completely different from last year?

“My roommate, i was just getting used to living alone when sam flipped shit around real inconvenience but there’s also extra cash in my pocket from not having to pay full rent so i guess it’s okay” @samkanxra

The girl quietly muttered under her breathe, keeping herself from flipping him off at the sight of that smug smile, putting away the knife for now and heaving out a sigh before doing a cartwheel, that turned into a round off back flip to get her to the said cart quicker. If there was no one else around, she wanted to do things her way, whoever decided walking as the default was someone she wanted to personally question herself. Why bother when it was so boring? “Mind keeping me company before I feel the need to rip out my beautifully done nails one after the other? Who fuckin’ needs a desk person when no one’s even here?”

teo dodged one of the girl’s flying limbs as she disappeared in a frenzy of flips. he wasn’t blind to how flexible his friend was but his default was to not flinch. “we don’t want you going crazy...er over here all by yourself” he shrugged once she returned with the cart. “so the school can think they’re teaching us responsibility.” he sighed sitting on the floor and looking up at the latina.

At the Brazilian’s response perked up in surprise, tilting her head to the side with furrowed brow. “Wait, for real?” Tessa wasn’t expecting much from the tall male if she was being so honest, but she supposed at least just asking him wouldn’t hurt. “Gee, Teo, careful. Don’t want others thinking that you might have gone soft, all of a sudden.” She poked fun, hoping it wasn’t too much. She did need his help, after all.

“for real.” he chuckled furrowing his brows in confusion, her surprise making it seem as if she might’ve wanted him to say no. “i could take it back” he warned, his eyes narrowing at her teasing words. her words struck him, he wouldn’t say he was getting softer but then again he never really considered himself hard just, disagreeable.  

“And I want you to know, that I’ll try and keep my gagging and vomiting at the sight of you two to a minimum.” She stated dryly, unsure of how to respond to seeing the sight of his smile again and going straight to her sarcastic default without thinking twice. Paqi chewed on her lower lip seeing as he got up on his feet, ready for a hug to take place and was quick to add on a few more things before he got any closer. “You’re not allowed to go too soft on me now just ‘cuz you’re in a relationship, and I expect you to respect my boundaries ‘cuz as happy as I wanna be for you and Gianna, these feelings are still something I’m gonna need to get over, and I dunno how long that’s gonna take, okay?…I might add in some more stuff later, but…te extrañé…”

If he were closer, and they were like they used to be, she would have lightly pushed him aside for the comment, but the younger girl settled for lightly rolling her eyes, trying to hide the smallest hint of a smirk before being taken aback by the by his reaction to her words, thinking he might have known already, or had seen it himself. “Looks at her like she puts the stars in the sky…” She offered, figuring there was no use in trying to deny ever saying anything. Though little did the Latina know, however way Ale looked at Gia, it was nothing compared to the way he looked at her. “Don’t worry, though, that tiny Italian Shakira’s only got googly eyes for you and shit. It’s kind of gross.” Once Mateo sat down opposite her, Paquita, averted her gaze as she listened to him speak, finding it a little too intimate and something she wasn’t yet ready for.  Hearing that someone cared about her was something the girl still wasn’t used to hearing, but she knew that she reciprocated, there was no question. It was the reason she stopped speaking to him, why it was such a difficult thing to do. Once he finished speaking she slowly looked over at him, hesitant and thinking over what there was to say in response, biting down on her tongue “….If I have to put up with you and Gianna being all loved up and shit, then you better deal with it seeing me with Ale.” She repeated his words. “….I-if something is bothering either of us then…then we talk it out. Make sure we’re on the same page and all that and know where the other’s coming from. Not a full on powwow but like, something doable for the both of us….” Her voice was shaking, having to break eye contact as she spoke, and she was filled with nerves waiting for his response. She was tired, and missed the closest thing to family she had allowed herself to have.