#*charliexkeller

It was somewhat chilly, outside the sigma house, but nothing he couldn’t particularly handle. Not when what was waiting for him inside was the promise of some pizza and, most importantly, some quality time with their president. @charliexkeller had been definitely cut from some sort of special clothe. The smile on his face was genuine as he tucked his phone back into his pocket, waiting a few steps away from the door just in case another one of her sisters opted to go out right then. She’d asked for discretion, for some reason, and he’d obey. Declan sighed softly to himself, for no particular reason, and lifted his head as he heard the front door open. His eyebrows rose in silent question, careful not to make a noise.

Text: a little more cute but... you fancy the sugar cube? Text: it is, yeah. Cause fruits have too much sugar. Who knew... Text: yeah i hope they make laws against this stalkerism. Thanks.

Text: but he died 💔 Text: they are rather sweet but im not supposed to eat more than 2 per day. Text: well you are more than invited. Text: i feel like they might be

Text: merman? Oh my Text: yeah and it helps that i love them... Text: for now i have my hands full with the cheerleaders but i might give it second thoughts 👀 Text: i cant... some of my teachers make me

Text: bacon? How do you get a six pack eating bacon?? I eat fruits. Text: also for your fault now my phone is sending me swimming classes advertisements

Text: recap of this messages? Will i ever know at what time you go out for bread? 😂

Text: no, you are really bad at it... im still wondering what you missed. But i think i do know. Text: well let me know and if i dont have exams i promise to be there

Text: my eyes sparkle? That is a first... Text: uhm... no one ever invited me i guess 👀