#claubrey

Chloe: They sky!

Cynthia Rose: A preposition.

Aubrey: My blood pressure because of you.

Chloe: I am calm.

Chloe: Wouldn't this be more like plan G?

Beca: How many plans do we have? Is there like, a plan M?

Fat Amy: Yeah, but you die in plan M.

♠ for a drunk text (claubrey)

text; aubreyyyyyyyyy. aubs. aubrey. aubdawg. aubrey lawrence. guess what. gues whaaaaaaaat. you're not guessing! wait i haevn t pressed send yet... okay but guess what

i thinkd i'm falling in lve wit h you

✺ for a saucy text (claubrey)

text; I'm home alone right now. Get here in ten or I'm putting my clothes back on.

√ for a long winded confessing text  (redlise)

text; God, Red, what's wrong with me? For the first time in my life I actually care about someone who isn't myself and isn't Ace and it's fucking me up. I would give anything to keep you safe and that fucking terrifies me. What happens when Ace finds out? I'm sure you've been wondering this too, and I know what the answer is. He can never find out, if he does, we're fucked. You're fucked. I can't let that happen. I can't.. I can't risk you. We have only two options, don't we? leave or break up. And I can't leave Ace, he's my blood. Blood is thicker than water, Red.

Fuck I love you, okay? I love you, and I'm terrified of it. And because I love you, I can't see you anymore.

(omg idk what this turned into but i'm crying)

☢ for a desperate text (redlise)