#cgg3913

I'm so embarrassed to say that I've never seen any of these pics before.

I feel like a fake fan!🥺🥺🥺

Also, the guy in this pic. Me af if I ever saw H in real life. 🤣😬🤭🤪

Also, that's totally Jack McQueen.

rules: google/search your name + your favorite color + the word ‘aesthetic’. post the first four photos and voila you have your aesthetic moodboard!

Roxy: Brilliant! How’d it go?

Harry: We chased him through a subway tunnel, back up through the storm drain, Eggsy and I got engaged, and then we busted him with the launch codes in his sock.

Merlin: Wait, wait, wait. What’d you just say?

Eggsy: They were in his sock! These dummies; they never think we’re gonna check their socks!

Roxy: No, before that, weirdo. The getting engaged part?

Eggsy: Oh, yeah. We got engaged.

Merlin: “Engaged” engaged?

Harry: Of course.

Roxy: As in, to be wed?

Eggsy: Yeah.

Merlin: Seriously?!

Together: Yeah.

Roxy: Amazing! We need more intel. Tell us everything!

Eggsy: Well, I don’t want to gloat or anything, but it was super romantic. [cut to exciting chase scene] Agent Galahad! You follow. I’ll cut him off in the alley.

Harry: Confirmed! Wait. [Eggsy stops] You want to get married?

Roxy: The cheese is amazing! It melts in my mouth and in my hands!

Percival: [begins looking over the basket] Hmm, French chocolates, French cheeses, tiny French pickles. Did neither of you intelligence agents consider this might be a gift for Merlin from someone in France? Like his husband, par exemple?

Eggsy: What? [laughs] No way. This is a nice present from an unknown, appreciative V-Day abductee we rescued… right?

Percival: Hmm, what’s this, then? “Dear Agent Gahalad, thinking of you. My best, Merlin." He even used their pet names for each other!

Roxy: Oh, no, I ate the chocolate-covered strawberry! That’s the most intimate snack of them all!

Eggsy: Merlin will be here to brief us in a half hour!

Roxy: What do we do?!

Eggsy: Let’s eat the note!

Percival: No! No. It’s okay. Calm down. We can fix this.

[thirty minutes later]

Roxy: Good day, sir!

Merlin: At ease, agents… What’s this?

Roxy: A lovely gift basket that Harry sent you all the way from his mission in Paris.

Eggsy: Yep! Straight from Paris!

Harry: You’re only saying that because you love me - and love has made you dumb.

Eggsy: No. I disagree. If anything, love has made me smarter. Remember last week? When I boiled that egg?

Eggsy: Things aren’t working out. [pause] I don’t want to talk about it.

Merlin: I regret the words we’ve already spoken… Listen, I know I probably shouldn’t get involved, but Harry is my close friend, and I hope you’ll let him down gently.

Eggsy: Don’t worry. I don’t want things to be awkward. I’m gonna send him a text while he’s sleeping that says, “We’re done.”

Merlin: Clear. Accurate. But do you feel like it’s enough?

Eggsy: “We’re done… Good-bye?”

Merling: Yes. That should do it, *but* you might need to do more than simply text.

Eggsy: A long, drawn-out breakup is just gonna end in a big scene and Harry crying. He has so many emotions.

Merlin: Yes, it is daunting. Apparently, it’s less painful if you acknowledge the dumpee’s feelings.

Eggsy: …Ew.

Merlin: Don’t worry. We’ll practice. I’ll be Harry. Go.

Eggsy: [clears throat] Good afternoon, Harry. I think we should break up.

Merlin: [as Harry] “That makes me feel sad. I am sad.”

Eggsy: Your sadness is noted.

Eggsy: Your hand can be seen from the living room window. You could attract fire. You’ve just killed Harry.

Harry: Now, Eggsy…

Eggsy: I’m sorry, I can’t hear you, Harry. YOU’RE DEAD. (To Roxy) He bled out in your lap. How will you break the news to me?

Roxy: We don’t have to do this.