#falsexpretense

        “Shut up, lard ass.” Gwen whined as she prodded Shane’s side with one of her toes, laying back on the couch as she repeatedly prodded at him. “It’s not my fault the recipe messed up and our food got gross, you were the one that put in the extra salt. Who even does that? You’ll end up giving us both cholesterol, you’re a weirdo.” The female teased as she pushed her plate further away from her on the small coffee table, making sure to not knock over her small set of plants. “Does this mean we can get chinese, instead of eating your crappy lasagna?” She chuckled, propping up onto her elbows so she could gaze towards Shane. “When we find a new recipe tomorrow, can you at least follow the guide? Don’t go all Gordon Ramsay on it, we’re not that good yet.”

they had been in a serious conversation for a while now but dexter couldn’t help it. maybe she was allergic to situations which are less than lighthearted. “what?” she played innocent, drawing out one last wacky expression. “alright, alright. go on.” \\ @falsexpretense

There they were again, in the car and driving down the highway; except tonight there was the additional patter of rain against the metal of the car, and the wipers across the windshield. Of course this wasn’t a nightly thing, more of whenever Leah decided to call him instead of laying in bed and staring at the ceiling. The silence seemed to be more deafening this night though, so with a stretch of her arm, she switched on the radio, then moved it back to hugging her knees. 

“Can you like...whisper? I got really fucked up last night, and now I’m like. Dead.” His eyes were squinted slits, hand shading his face, despite being indoors.

“I was totally listening to you,” Addylyn lied as a small smile danced across her lips. “I’m pretty sure you said you were into me and all that mushy bullshit,” she teased.

AWWWUHHH, TY TY <333