#cerins

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bouncing off the romantic headcanon, romy has no idea how to drive. she won’t admit to it, won’t acknowledge it, and it’s pretty obvious the moment she gets behind the wheel, but it won’t stop her from trying (and failing) repeatedly.

“ never gave @cerins the satisfaction of breaking my heart, but shitty relationship. @leoharries is also not on my recommendations, but y’know, it is what it is. ”

Grow a beard and we’ll talk. SIX out of TEN.

LOGAN: how fun r u from 1 to 10

( sms. / 6:33 pm. ) lolita: if i had died a virgin mine would read “returned unopened”

( sms. / 9:02 pm. ) lolita: kinky( sms. / 9:02 pm. ) lolita: invite me next time

“ you’re not getting away that easy, ” romy challenges through a rumble of giggles, petite form pinning cerin to the ground beneath them----- barely, anyway, given her lackluster strength; she’s emboldened by her liquor and feeling easy, light, good. “ maybe you need some plucking of your own, yeah? ” she pokes and prods his chest, stomach, sides, anywhere to provoke a reaction before takes the taunts a step further. wild mane of dark locks spilling over her shoulder, and she’s pressing a laughing kiss against the corner of his mouth----- she recoils quickly and arches a brow at him. “ or are you too chicken, cerin? ”