#bcbyhcney

hudson: got some new shit

miles: i thought we agreed not to tell anyone about us hooking up miles: so why is your ex texting me threatening to beat my ass rn??? miles: it’s way too early for this shit @bcbyhcney

HARLOWE: so, i hope you're ready for everyone to see everything that's going to result in your public humiliation. asshole.

@bcbyhcney / based.

for some reason it was just something the two had always done --- coming over to the other’s place after a random date with someone, either telling them about it or just to chat or whatever. so there he was sitting on his couch playing video games ( like usual ) until he had heard a knock at his door. evan had an idea of who it was but he knew that if he didn’t answer it they could always let themselves in since.. well he had the spare key under his little welcome mat he had in front of his door. letting out a small sigh he had paused his little game and got himself off the couch, making his way to the door, opening it with a little smile on his face. “ well i didn’t think you’d show up tonight, come on in i guess. ” he mumbled before he moved out the way slightly so they had enough room to come inside. 

     even maddox couldn’t deny that he had been on a downward slope. although he made sure the other would never know. giving them everything they needed to make it seem like he was normal. he’s good at hiding it, far too good and he gives himself a pat on the back. except now it’s showing. he hasn’t slept in days, there’s dark hollows replacing his once bright cerulean hues. ❝ BELIEVE me, i’m fine,❞ the words pass chapped petals as a breath, weak hands running over his face. ❝ –––––– but i'm lying, i'm so very ( f a r ) from fine❞

      her stutter ––- the stammer ––- was enough to let him know he wasn't overreacting. she was grasping for an explanation way too hard for her shit to be accurate. his fingers brushed against his chin as he watched her wring her hands in her lap. this was all too amusing for him. in fact, he wanted to let her grovel a little bit longer but he couldn't wait any longer. couldn't listen to anymore of her bullshit. ❝ so do i have dumbass written across my forehead or something? ❞ he pauses. ❝ 'cause you're a terrible liar and i know you didn't go out with your friends last night. ––- you were with him. ❞

     logan wasn’t actually paying much attention to the speech happening at the front of the room. rather, he was focused on moving through the crowd towards his girlfriend who’d just been in conversation with a guy he hated, the same guy who constantly flirted with her despite the fact that they both knew she wasn’t interested in the slightest. she played along though, when she saw logan look their way and that had his mind wandering through what he’d be doing to her once they got back to his apartment. he moved behind her, hand snaking around her waist as he leaned down. “you are such a brat.” he commented, keeping his voice quiet and his expression neutral as if he’d said something more trivial. “what was he talking to you about?”