As if it were a prize Kota held the warm cookie up to Madelyn’s face so she could get a whiff of the melting chocolate. “That’s what a cookie should smell like.” He proclaimed, happily drunk. “My mother always says I have a sweet tooth and a sour heart.” It was a joke but he briefly wondered if his parents jokes toward him were secretly jabs at each other. The theory didn’t effect Dakota’s cheerful mood however, there was too much tequila coursing through his body for that. So the thought floated away as quickly as it came and his eyes focused back on Madelyn. “You should’ve came out tonight!” He added, ignoring the fact he’d never formally invited her out before as he took a bite of the cookie and offered her some.

"hmm, i would need more information to select the correct trifecta for the situation, but off the top of my head... sunday, mads, cat. simple. hot, good vibes. all i need."

what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

queen mads 👑

what  your  muse’s  picture  is  in  mine’s  phone

what your muse's ringtone is in mine's phone

best friend - saweetie, doja cat

my muse's last text to your muse

"can we like... get off campus this aft? my art and ecology class totally fucked my brain."

"invite cat and i'll bring the 🌱 "

m: ueah don’t throw up

j: i just almost threw up oh my gosh i’m literally not even drunk wtf

m: fuckin party onnnn jessie wouldn’t have some earlier but i snuck some el-oh-el because my mom said no hehe

j: HEY

i love you

and i’m glad you drank safely.. i’ve never had alcohol

madelyn: no to sexual acts with random country boys, yes to sexual acts with brian may