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jonah stopped in his tracks to stare at her and raised his eyebrows, taken aback by the sudden change in her behavior. “okay?” he agreed, still somewhat perplexed and before he knew it, noelle was already clinging to him, to which he could only shake his head with a laugh. staying quiet and alert while they took their first few steps into the warehouse, jonah could feel the suspense starting to get to him a bit. “maybe bringing a flashlight would’ve been a good idea,” he still joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.

                            CONFESSIONS

                            CONFESSIONS

                            CONFESSIONS

                            CONFESSIONS

“So you’re just waiting around to see people get scared?” He laughed and shrugged when she mentioned the calories. “Right, totally not even though you just named the exact calories.” He raised an eyebrow and broke off another piece before eating it. “You know, you really should’t call someone else’s food gross, it’s not a good habit to make.” He wipe his mouth and sat up with a laugh. “The snickers is gone, you can breath. I promise I’ll watch my calorie intake for the rest of the night. Beer only.”

                   “not exactly... more here for the drama that’s bound to happen at one of these things.” noelle then ate the last bit of her cake. throwing her black plastic fork onto its matching plate. after she was done eating, she continued, “eh. i just have a really good memory. read it online in some article like, once.” she shrugged. “i shouldn’t do a lot of things. yet --- i still do.” a trait she shouldn’t be proud of, but still is. she exhaled dramatically. “fresh air!” although, she was already breathing the entire time. “beer is much better. gross. but something bearable.”

catching her small slip up, jonah bit back a smile at the nervousness that he usually found nowhere near noelle– despite it all, he still thought it was endearing for some reason. “really? because it’s not too late yet but once we walk through that door… there’s no turning back.” he knew he wasn’t making it any more inviting by saying so but he still felt the need to. “but if you’re sure, let’s go for it before either of us gets cold feet,” jonah chuckled. “and don’t worry, you can hold my hand if need be,” he teased her before heading inside, hoping she’d follow.

“Okay but have you ever tasted a fried snickers? I mean you can’t knock it if you haven’t tried it. You’re at a festival, did you expect to be eating quinoa and kale?” He smiled before biting into the snickers, nodding as he gave her a thumbs up. “Oh yeah, this is what dreams are made of.”

                    “i don’t need to in order to know i don’t like it.” she reopened her eyes after she heard the crunch of the fried candy bar. “didn’t come here to eat. came here to watch chaos do its thing.” her brows furrowed a bit, realizing how morbid the sentence sounded. “that has 444 calories and 32 grams of sugar. not that i’m knit picky on that sort of stuff,” but she secretly was. “and i can literally see the oil dripping from the damn thing. it’s gross.”

“you’re a lot more fun alive then you would be dead,” she shrugged. “how would i torment if i killed you? i mean… there are other people but no one looks as ugly as you do when you realize i tipped your barista to add a pump of fermented cheese to your morning coffee.”

“you ever ask him what he thinks about this boyfriend title you’ve given him?” he was honestly curious, he didn’t know how noelle got away with half the stuff she did. “me? yeah.. about that,” luca wasn’t sure if she’d seen him around with lyla yet but he was sure she’d have something to say about it. “i may be seeing someone.”

“What? Fried food is the heart and soul of the good ol’ US of A,” they joked as they looked over at her. “They have fried salad too if that helps, totally less carbs.” He laughed as he looked at her cake and shrugged. “I didn’t say anything, you eat your cake. Just remember my non judgement when I totally devour this fried snickers.”

                    “it’s... really... not...” she shook her head and sighed. “fried salad sounds disgusting. they’re frying water leaves.” she immediately shut her eyes, “wait. i don’t want to see this.” then she held onto her nose. “or smell it either. yuck.”

“Not interested? Can’t a girl just compliment her attractive friend without it meaning something?” Bo questioned, head tilting ever so slightly. “I will definitely have to head over there.”

                    “fair argument. but with you... it’s questionable.” her eyes narrowed slightly, then relaxed shortly after. “great!”

“boyfriend?” luca was well aware of noelle’s crush on jonah, usually the whole thing amused him greatly and he liked jonah, so he didn’t see the harm. “has the officer finally thrown in the towel and given in? i knew the day would come, no man could say no to you forever,” he laughed. “when’s the wedding? i gotta make sure i clear my calendar.”

“right,” alex nodded along, her face holding the same blank expression. “so obsessed, you always did see right through me.” a hollow laugh fell from her lips. “do you know what my noelle shrine, which sits in the back of my closet, is missing? a vial of vomit.. so really, go on. there’s no limit on the amount of time i’m willing to stand here and watch you. you’d be surprised the black magic i could conjure up with bodily liquids.”

“oh,” he raised his eyebrows in question. “especially b’s cake, huh? alright, lemme make a mental note of that so i won’t question ‘ya next time.” he quickly stuck his fork into the cake and took one last bite before leaving the rest for noelle to enjoy herself. “can i question why you’re spending your valuable time pigging out when you could be enjoying the festival?”