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          ‘ i don’t get what you’re all upset for, we agreed this was gonna be a one time thing. ’

     “i’m sorry, but i fail to see what you’re so worked up about.” surely him staying out all night wasn’t smart, it’s justifiable that the other is upset, but he’s got his head too far up his own ass to realize that. “would you like to track me twenty four seven? would that make you feel better?” he grumbles as he kicks his shoes off, proceeding into the living room where they were sat, the television was the only light illuminating their face in the dark. “if you think i’m such a fucking monster, then maybe i should be one.” after a few more huffs he heads towards the kitchen to retrieve a glass of water. “what do you want to hear? that i was out burying myself in other girls all night? because if that’s what you want to hear, that’s what i did.”

     “i know it’s weird, but hear me out...” nerves nearly get the best of her but she has to suck it up. her father and his girlfriend were expecting her home for the holiday, as was the rest of her family and genevieve wasn’t going to disappoint, not this time at least. the catch, though, was that she’d never mentioned that they’d broken up. it wasn’t necessarily their business, but when they began asking, she panicked and said that the other was coming ---- big mistake. “it’s just for a night or two, all you have to do is pretend to like me for a few hours at a time, then you can go back to wishing i was six feet under.” granted, it was a lot to ask, but she didn’t care, desperation was slowly making itself at home inside of her, she needed them to do this for her. “i just -- please?”

     julian’s eyes focused in on the television screen reading the message that went by too fast at the bottom declaring the weather conditions a level three, meaning roadways were closed and no one was permitted to leave without reason -- and because the universe loved him, his heat had just went out recently and today was supposed to be the day he was getting it fixed, but seeing as the conditions were poor, that wasn’t happening. he clicked off the television in annoyance, slipping on a grey hoodie and a pair of shoes, grabbing his phone and proceeding out the front door of his apartment. it was a risky move, showing up at his neighbors apartment -- who he didn’t even know, asking if he could hang out there until his house wasn’t an igloo, but he felt as though he had no choice. three loud knocks ring in his ears as he shivers hoping that he’s not turned away. he’s astonished though at the face he’s greeted with when the front door swings open and he almost chokes on his own breath. “my heats out,” he peers over his shoulders, nodding his head towards his apartment. “i was wondering if i could come in?”

will i play with this face claim: yes / no / very selectively / only if it’s the canon fcif no, is it because they are over used: yes / no / it’s due to past experiencecomments: harry is my b*tch . …….. sos

  she’s sure that bentley can tell that’s something’s up. it’s basically obvious by the mischievous little smirk on her lips, but she just can’t hide it considering what she knows. “i have a surprise for you,” angela admits hesitantly while biting at her thumbnail. “you can’t freak out too much when i tell you though. consider it, like, an easter gift or something.”