#fbwufan

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

things said on skype starters. ~ accepting

is this the fine text at the bottom of fabeln academy’s contract

The sun was setting as Star was actually doing some studying for once. That didn’t last long before she was itching to get out. Looking at her phone and gasped at the time. “What the hell, I’ve been reading for two hours. Why?” Shaking her head she looked through her contacts.

She wasn’t one to go out by herself. Well she could but that wouldn’t be half as fun that going out with one of her friends. But if she needed to she would go alone. There was no chance right now that she would stay in her room all day.

As the witch scrolled through her phone a couple of people stood out to ask to go with her. That was until she came up on Wufan’s name. She had to ask him. Solely based on the fact that she knew if he found out that she went out at night she would never hear the end of it.

[text: Wuwu] Heyyyyy! Come go somewhere with meee!

headcanon!  - acceptingcc to: @fbwufan

talk to me! - acceptingcc to: @fbwufan

Okay so she wasn’t expecting that reaction coming from him which caused her to laugh loudly as the music she decided to show him, all the songs that she had been jamming along as she attempted to finish her art project that have been piling in the corner of her room, to the point that her roommate would have to remind her every now and then. His reaction, though, was as funny as anything she could possibly imagine. 

Dani didn’t take him to be this type of person, it would seem as if he was genuinely jamming his heart out to all the girl group songs that were playing in the background and he looked so... happy ( well, she would hope so! ) A smile then grew across her face as she bobbed her head along to the music, covering her mouth with a hand to suppress the laughter that was bubbling inside her, though it was hard to control. 

“Oh my gosh....” 

{ responses : closed ! }

“i understand,” she began quietly, flipping through the book in her hand, “that reading books isn’t exactly what you might expect to do in boxing club.”

the sounds of gloves hitting skin or punching bags was comforting. somewhere in the corner the captain was teaching the new kids -- the less experienced ones -- how to properly throw a punch. the co-captain, on the other hand, was sitting with wufan, to which she raised no objections to, and was all too happy to do. the books read more like instruction manuals, and camille would’ve given up on it if she was the type to.