#fcbulosa

[text: ska boy || sent]: What are you talking about, Rams? [text: ska boy || sent]: Wait a second... omg omg holy shit [text: ska boy || sent]: please, can we just pretend that this never happened?

“It’s really unfortunate that you didn’t win the championship match. You were the only one qualified to even be worthy of being the champion. Maybe you need to get rid of that awful sidekick you have. Maybe then you would actually be winning.”

[text: hugsy <3]: GIRL. [text: hugsy <3]: To put it plainly, being bad feels so good.

“I’m so excited, this is all I could ask for. I have my gorgeous boyfriend by my side, and I’m wrestling with girls that I respect and admire. By the end of the night, we’re both gonna be champions!”

She was in the middle of a conversation with Becky, about what Leah couldn’t remember for the life of her because she kept looking over at Randy every few minutes or so. When he sauntered over to her the Massachusetts native raised a brow and she was about to ask him what he wanted when he kissed her. Leah was stunned for a few moments before she began to kiss Randy back, slinging her arms around his neck and pulling away to breathe only when it was absolutely necessary.  The smirk on Randy’s face caused her own, and a laugh left her twin flesh. “What took you so long?” Leah asked, Bostonian accent thick.

“How spicy are we talkin’?”

f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s ( SENT ) : how does it feel to be a mean girl?f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s ( SENT ) : asking for a friend…