moodboard: bri ish bechloe for my favorite brit @chloebeale
“Uh, what are we doing?” Beca murmurs quietly.
“Just go with it,” the ginger responds, waiting until they are safely out of Colin’s earshot to go on. “Sorry, you just looked super uncomfy with that man. Did I overstep?”
While Beca glances toward her now vacated spot, Colin having apparently picked up his jaw and gone back to his pint, she finds herself letting out a small chuckle. “Uh, no. Yeah, he was being so smarmy.”
“Right?” the ginger frowns, though her expression smooths out soon after. “I’m Chloe, by the way. Your girlfriend, apparently.” The corners of her mouth arch upward into something of a smirk then. “Oh, and not to be like that man or anything, but if you did want that snog, it’s totes still on the table.” (from julsy's own story)
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