#c:pascal

“okay listen ––” she said barging into pascals room, something she usually doesn’t do before knocking but this was a desperate matter, at least it was to her. “we are having an us night. US –– WE –– the two of us. no phones, no distractions, no nothing, okay? i was thinking that we would do that thing from that movie where they put balloons filled with paint and we throw darts at it, that’d be fun ––” she ranted before pointing to her colorful rug. “still love that by the way.” usually she wasn’t this hyper and anxious to spend time with pascal but since her and flynn were in the worst spot they’ve ever been, she needed to reinvest her priorities and remember who was there for her and who wasn’t and she’d always rather spend time with her pascal. “the only thing that will be another voice will be a movie of your choosing. so what do ya say? i mean... i’m not giving you a choice but also... please say yes.” @psclgreno

“So New Years Eve is almost here and I don’t have any plans. This is unacceptable”

Putting on his jacket Martin was still slightly annoyed at Pascal making him day old pizza and probably cheap watered down beer, but with a lack of anything better to do and wanting to see the teen he had little choice but to accept. Still, he managed to snag a good bottle of wine before making his way there and as he walked to the guy’s room with the bottle tucked firmly in his jacket he knocked.

[Knocks on Pascal’s door and once opened he puts on an exasperated face] So, I have these two steak dinners from that Morton’s place and have absolutely nobody to share them with. I was walking past and thinking you might be able to help me out

“So you keep saying” Martin shot back and followed Pascal out “but if you look at it I’m being the reasonable one here. One little request and we walk away,but you won’t even try and consider it. Do you think I’m not attractive anymore or something?”

Hey there,beautiful.

“Hey baby,you got a minute? I need to run something past you?”

Mitchell Wallace checked his watch for the third time in 10 minutes as he waited for his son to arrive. The boy already 5 minutes late and making Mitchell wonder why he was entertaining Martin’s idea of welcoming this new guy to his family. Ordering another whiskey he started to tap his fingers against the table just s Martin and Pascal pulled up to the restaurant. “It’s going to be fine baby” Martin told Pascal “Just don’t let him get to you. It’s kind of his thing and no matter what he says remember I love you,now come on”