♣☾✍ (from beau)
♣: Here, have a not so regular (maybe even a dirty one) text message.
(02:23): are you singing in the shower(02:24): NOT that i’m thinking about you in the shower(02:24): okay well now i am(02:25): fuck(02:25): i’m too drunk for this shit
☾: It’s in the middle of the night and my muse had a nightmare about yours- what does my muse do?
Stella would probably already be awake, either due to her untimely shifts or her inability to go and stay asleep. If he shared, she’d be shocked to learn a nightmare featuring herself was reason enough to upset him. She’d sit with him all night, if he wanted, running her fingers through his curls (in a completely platonic way, of course) until he went back to sleep, waiting until the next morning to tease him about it.
✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.
Most annoying human being I have ever met. He just walks around, being cute, obnoxiously so.Try focusing on anything when living with him; he’s like a walking distraction. But God, the worst part is definitely is even though he infuriates the living hell out of me, I always want to be with him. All the time.
