â  i ââ   â  he pauses, taken by surprise, by sharpening his JAW.  â  i DONâT need a tums. you were right the first time.  proves, once again, that when it comes to THINKING, you should quit while youâre ahead.  â  a phone is slid back into jacket pocket â  â  hereâs the thing. lydia and i are on the outs again,  && i need a little HELP from my favourite high school bitch  to get her to start speaking   to me again. â    thereâs an eyeroll. & perhaps thereâs healthier ways to inspire the mending of bridges than JEALOUSY, but itâs how the beacon hills power couple functions.
â i hope you know that prune juice is very good for you, and you should eat your veggies more often. â her grin resembles the act of sharpening knives ; potentially deadly & precise. she's listening intently, mostly because instigation is closest to the heart. besides, who didn't love a little drama? whoever denied the enjoyment of other people's suffering were dirty liars. â favorite bitch, you're too sweet      i'd love to make out with you in front of her. or are we aiming for something a little more precise? wait, does this mean you're buying me lunch too, baby? â