#c:cubby

Cubby certainly wasn’t being himself lately. Michelle wanted to pry, ask a million questions and get down to the dirty work of fixing it... But, she knew she had to give him time to just process and open up to her. Eventually he would, he always did when the time was right and she would be ready for it when it happened. That was probably the number one lesson she’d gathered from both big friend groups. Everyone opened up at their own time. As they walked with their hot cocoa it was burning on her tongue more than the liquid. “Is.. everything alright, Cubs?” || @colincubby​

"Now the storm is coming." -Cubby

Michelle wasn’t really sure where she stood, and what was really happening with her friend group. Clearly a great deal more if she couldn’t put together that her biggest crush, and one of her closest friends had been hooking up this whole time. Which lead her to thinking was... Wendy all that bad? Was Peter really just a hot mess hurting everyone? How hurt was he? What games were being played, and most importantly... by who.  It was a bit of surprise, but also not to know Cubby had a crush on Wendy. How she felt knowing that was probably exactly how Cubby felt knowing Michelle had it out for Nolan. Tapping nervously on her cup as she sat across from Wendy though she really didn’t know what to say, nor think. And normally it was pretty black and white with the other. Now Michelle just felt in a pond of grey. “Um.. I mean there really isn’t much drowning of all the buzzing news running around but um.. is everything alright with you?”  || @wendymadarlings​

“Come on, please? I bring a lot of warm things for after like cocoa with the little marshmellows and stuff. No one can say no to small mallows. I mean they can, but I don’t trust them.” With a big grin she looked up at him. “Plus have you ever been swimming in the dark? The moon looks a million times closer for some reason when you’re just floating. Besides... what if a fish ate me and you didn’t come with, and you could have fought the fish off.”  || @colincubby​

Swaying a bit to herself, she just people watched as she lightly nursed the fruity drink in her hand. After the summer bash she was alright with taking in drinks as slow as possible. Her eyes feel on a familiar face and she let out a soft sigh at how content she was to see him. Cubby was the little brother she always wanted. Or at least that’s how Michelle always treated him and it he didn’t seem to mind all that much. That and the party was starting to grow on her and her bed was sounding better than standing alone. But at least she found a small little slice of comfort in the crowd. “Which of the boys is the other half of all this?” She asked with a giggle as she motioned her hand over his costume. || @colincubby​