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a cheeky grin curls the corners of her lips upward : she pulls in, complicit in a way, and there’s surely at least an inch of desperation in the way she longs for closeness with anyone yet refuses to ask for it — her ways misguided most times, and plainly rejecting the notion of a deserved goodness. but she can pretend to be everyone’s favorite friend, and play — “ are you still on the cover ? ”, her voice sing-song-y, she smirks. “ or did you become a valley girl out there ? ”

▷ feat. wolf parade / valley boy.

[ received — audra d. ] aw, shucks. [ received — audra d. ] you’re just sayin’ that. [ received — audra d. ] you’re the amazing one. and don’t you forget it.

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The movie played softly in the background while Bill rested an arm against the arm of the couch, the manuscript he was reviewing held aloft despite the dim light in their living room. The lighting probably hadn’t helped with his wife’s current state given that as the film went on, Audra slowly started to lean against him more and more. The author, of course, had no issues with this and as he felt her breathing even out signaling that she was very close to being fast asleep.

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he’s waiting for her to finish. fin knows the yelling is not aggressive, even though it sounds that way. it’s supportive. he appreciates it, though he’d appreciate if it was a little quieter. ‘does it have to be angrily?’ he clutches the script in his hands, biting his bottom lip to keep from laughing. ‘can’t it be, like- happily? excitedly?’

his stomach twists violently as his pre-wedding jitters reach a fever pitch. richie is fiddling with his tie, eyes cast downward, but he can literally feel audra giving him the look. she knows. she always fucking knows. "what if he, like, pulls a julia roberts and leaves me at the the figurative alter?" he and eddie decided to tie the knot in a court house. only the loses are invited. no fuss, no muss. "if he does, you gotta marry me, audra. i gotta save face. we pretend that's been the plan all along. eddie is my reverse-beard. i'm only pretending to be gay. i'm an undercover straight, and we’ve been doing the dirty this entire time. nobody would bat a fucking eye with all the shit we get up to."