YOU'RE TOO SLOW IN GENERAL

last five texts meme ! // @runfrcm​

[ text ✉ → 🏃 ] —  hey bro uh [ text ✉ → 🏃 ] —  you got a gf right [ text ✉ → 🏃 ] —  like, recently right i remember you mentionin that [ text ✉ → 🏃 ] —  because like. youre probably not the number 1 authority on this but [ text ✉ → 🏃 ] — how do you know if you’re dating someone

[ text → ✉ → tommy shepherd ⏩ ]: thank you very much :) [ text → ✉ → tommy shepherd ⏩ ]: you’re too kind [ text → ✉ → tommy shepherd ⏩ ]: i would love to hang out next saturday! [ text → ✉ → tommy shepherd ⏩ ]: it never hurts to ask [ text → ✉ → tommy shepherd ⏩ ]: i’m looking forward to it!

[ text >> ✉️ >> Speedy🏃💚 ] —— It’s still Nate, he’s not bad, Tommy. Kang is the bad one.

[ text >> ✉️ >> Speedy🏃💚 ] —— I’m the one that hurt all of you, I need to take care of him just like I’ve been trying to with you and Kate and like everyone.

runfrcm:

[ TEXT >> ✉ >> 🐜 ] ——wher r u  [ TEXT >> ✉ >> 🐜 ] —— im comin over 

[ text >> ✉️ >> Speedy🏃💚 ] —— You’re mad ;-;

[ text >> ✉ >> Speedy🏃💚 ] —— I need to tell you something and I really need you to not hate me because my confusion level is at like a 20.  [ text >> ✉ >> @runfrcm ] —— and  yes I’m telling Kate and Billy too, don’t worry… [ text >> ✉ >> Speedy🏃💚 ] —— Nate’s here. He’s back. He came to find me. [ text >> ✉ >> Speedy🏃💚 ] —— can you believe it?

          she saw the smirk on his face and couldn’t help but wink at him. as much as she loved feeding her own ego, sometimes it was great to  make others feel that way. especially when they had reactions like this. ❝ ah now your ass makes sense. speedster asses are nice, but yours is slighter better than most. of course mine is better, but i’m biased.❞

The care-bear reference goes over Klara’s head, leaving her to assume it’s because of her abilities. She doesn’t mind though. It didn’t seem like a negative nickname, especially not from Tommy. Klara didn’t know much about the specifics of his experiences, but she didn’t need to to know they happened. She was pretty sure he didn’t know the specifics of hers, unless Charles or Erik had told him.

“What is bon-a-fied?” she asked, tilting her head in confusion. She liked that Tommy spoke softly to her, that he didn’t seem to mind some of her behaviour or find it strange. Or at least, if he did, he didn’t comment on it or let it show on his face.

         “means like--- real. 100 percent fu--- uh--- american as they come.” right. russian. still learning the language. oh well. he’ll teach her enough. dark hands folded behind his head, fingers interlacing together as he all but skipped beside the younger girl. it was evident there was too much energy in his body to be contained. when he wasn’t running somewhere he still moved anyway. walked while shifting from one foot to another, jumped over cracks in the ground, twisted himself around to walk backwards sometimes. right now he was walking forward but.... who knows for how long.  “have you been to the movie theater yet? that’s what i mean.”

[ text >> ✉️ >> thing 1 ] — i can keep a secret, genius [ text >> ✉️ >> thing 1 ] — just putting it out there [ text >> ✉️ >> thing 1 ] — but my sister is a telepath so  [ text >> ✉️ >> thing 1 ] — i’m going to take a wild guess and say you’re not saying alison blaire? 

“I mean–” Tommy was a little harsher in his description than Miriam would’ve been but he wasn’t wrong. She sighed and nodded. “Yeah. That. Great.” Miri  sat down next to Tommy, groaning as she hung her head between her knees.  “I think I messed up, Tommy. And now I gotta figure out how to fix it. Without pushing Cassie away.” She’d only just gotten her back. Cassie had been her friend  since they were kids. Losing her once had been hard enough; Miriam didn’t want  to lose her as a friend too.

           "you messed up?” his brows were stitching together, top of his nose scrunching up as he looked at his sister from the side of his eyes. his brain rushed ahead of him, thinking back to every time he had seen cassie since he found out she had come back. every movement he had seen. every step. what had miriam messed up on? what was happening? the mutant’s face drew up together, mouth in a tight line. he had just heard cassie had come back. miriam had brought her back. but he never did find out how. fucking magic. or reality warping. or whatever. why was his life and family apparently full of this shit. “what’d you do, miriam? like i meanwhenyoubroughtherback. how’d you do it?” he bit the inside of his cheek, chewing it as he tried to think it over. he hated having to be serious. the strong one. why did that seem to keep happening to him? “cassie isn’t going anywhere.” hopefully. (but everyone left him, didn’t they?)

           she’s rolling her eyes at all the texts she’s getting from him. he had to be bored to keep texting her back. or she had gotten to him and was getting under his skin. a smug smile forms on her face as she puts on her shoes. maybe she’ll head out after these replies. that way if he comes looking for her she won’t be here.

[ text >> ✉ >> don’t pick up ] : didn’t say your “eggplant” was small [ text >> ✉ >>  don’t pick up ]  : i never want to think about whatever size that is [ text >> ✉ >> don’t pick up ] :you’re the one  that sounds desperate to show it to me

          he’s leaning against the door, rolling his eyes and groaning with each reply. what was he still doing here? besides getting pissed off. really pissed off. she was so fucking infuriating. how was she related to nate again? they sure she wasn’t adopted?

[ text >> ✉️ >> speedy ] — you’ll be okay tommy [ text >> ✉️ >> speedy ] — promise <3 [ text >> ✉️ >> speedy ] — anna?? she’s lovely! [ text >> ✉️ >> speedy ] — yea you say that and yet…

[ text >> ✉ >> lmao. ]: ;) ;) ;) [ text >> ✉ >> lmao. ]: that’s the salem crane way, my boy [ text >> ✉ >> lmao. ]: please YES ;) [ text >> ✉ >> lmao. ]: it means heal me with your good old tommy loving ;)

⟪ ━━ ♪ @runfrcm | meme: ❝ i saw that. you just checked me out.❞ ⟫

           it had only been for a moment, she hadn’t even realized that she had been doing it until he pointed it out. but now her cheeks were turning pink and anger quickly flooded her body in an attempt to hide the embarrassment she felt.❝ in your dreams. but here in the real world, you’re just seeing things.❞

           “nope, you were totally checking me out.” he had caught her. red handed. waiting outside for a class to get out--- and she had totally looked him over. did the sweep your eyes over thing. take it in. which was--- strangely flattering. but he wasn’t going to let linnea know that. no fucking way. not that he was going to let this go either, though. that just wasn’t the tommy way. “maybe i am seeing things---- like you abso-fucking-loutely checking me out.” the smirk is smug, she’d probably want to punch it off his face. rolling onto the balls of his feet the mutant tilted his chin up, smirk growing just that much more as he swept his arms back. “can’t blame you. so what was it? killer abs? tussled hair? come on tweety bird. this is great. i’m never gonna forget it.”