#mathatter

❝ how did i know i’d get a dare involving that moron? ❞ she exhales, eyes rolling with annoyance. she’ll do it. but she will not be happy with it. it could be a little worse, she supposes. it could be colin. the knave’s daughter shrugs, now putting her phone into her pocket. she’ll have to find someone to record this. maybe mat would have to do.  ❝ guess i’m babysitting. ❞ 

with that, she sets off. thankfully, he’s not far. find ruby and she’ll find mat. it’s very simple. without another word, she runs over to the hatter’s son, linking arms with him in an attempt to pull him away from her best friend. ❝ we’re spending the day together. and don’t worry, i’ll protect you, matty. ❞

  @gotnerved​ @mathatter​

𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙴   :   𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝 @mathatter​.     @knaeved

𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙴   :   𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚌𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 @mathatter.     @prydains 

meme , @mathatter​

It  sucked.  They  both  knew  it,  but  in  the  end,  what  could  be  done?  A  sigh  escaped  Dylan's  lips  as  he  ran  a  hand  through  his  messy  hair.  This  wasn't  how  this  was  suppose  to  be  at  all,  but  in  the  end  this  is  what  it  would  continue  to  be.  Giving  the  other  the  best  smile  he  could  manage  he  shoved  his  hands  in  his  pockets.  "What  can  we  do?"  The  normal  confident  facade  was  gone,  there  was  no  need  for  confidence  here.  "If  you  have  any  ideas...I'd  love  to  hear  them."

                    ❝     𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞     𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡     𝐚     𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚     𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧     ,     ❞     She     spits     with     a     roll     of     her     eyes.     He     parrots     words     she’s     heard     roll     off     her     own     tongue.     Maybe     that’s     why     she     kept     him     around     :     business     deals     aside.     They     were     two     sides     of     the     same     coin     ,     and     she     wonders     how     he’d     ended     up     born     and     raised     in     the     city     of     fool’s     gold.     ❝     The     isle     isn’t     that     bad     ,     ❞     She     doesn’t     believe     her     own     words     ,     they     come     with     the     rare     second     of     hesitation     ,     as     she     leads     them     closer     to     the     dock     that     held     their     passage     across.     The     Isle     was     the     place     she     called     home     ,     only     because     Auradon     could     never     be     just     that.     Every     one     of     them     ,     children     of     violence     and     turmoil     ,     knew     just     what     lay     on     the     island     of     rot     and     decay.     But     business     was     business     ,     and     she     knew     there     was     a     market     for     what     he     had     to     sell     across     the     golden     bridge.     

eyelashes   begin   to   bat...       seconds   before   her   head   drops   into   open   palms.   her   elbows   propped   up   on   the   table         and   allowing   her   to   keep   her   line   of   sight   level.         enough   that   she   can   skim   across   his   features.       she’s   sickeningly   sweet.   annoying   in   a   SEVENTH   CIRCLE   OF   HELL   type   of   way.   all   in   the   hopes   that   she’s   pushing   the   right   buttons.      “  am   i   more   than   you   bargained   for   yet ?  ”