#mooncndy

" how many times do i have to tell you to stay away from assholes like that? " the real ending to that question should’ve been 'assholes like me' and tae knew it. he’d always known how to spot them from a distance. " are you okay? "

🍰 [ shortcake ] pretty sure i just took the longest shower of my life 🍰 [ shortcake ] didn't help... almost at all 🍰 [ shortcake ] hopefully you're doing better than me 🍰 [ shortcake ] actually no, we suffer together

salem looks back, uncertain. "are we really doing this..?" mostly a rhetorical question. she knows going back and telling morgan, the group's leader, that their task remains incomplete is not an option.

' well don't get all shy on me now , we were just startin' to have some fun , ' elias taunts , can't help it really , she's a lot of fun to tease . ' you didn't come here for that , did you ? ' / @mooncndy , based

' so . . . do i need to make myself scarce again tonight ? ' digging for any sign that he has a new flavour of the week on the way over — again . it's a sick game between the two of them at this point . ' i don't— just so you know . i don't have any plans , actually . ' / @mooncndy , based

caleb was so angry he couldn't comprehend it. and the worst part was that he was mostly angry at himself for not being able to see it. but he was floored, caught completely by surprise. they had slept together two nights ago and it had been good. now he felt gross, knowing she had also been sleeping with him. the boyfriend of the woman who was about to step into his car. caleb sped off after she got inside, he didn't know where he was driving. he was just driving. " this isn't even a movie, it's a fucking greek tragedy. " caleb huffed, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tight. " caleb. we didn't really get to introduce ourself in there before jfk and marilyn in there stole the show. " caleb had so many thoughts running around in his brain, insults, questions, sorrow, he had to let some of it out. " i mean can you believe the shit they just pulled? " he asked her in disbelief, wondering if she was as taken aback by all of this as him. caleb thought he and mimi were going to last, he loved her, but the person who sat in front of him in that booth, he hadn't recognized her at all. maybe this girl's ex had some sort of cult personality, something that drew someone in no matter if they wanted to or not. and he was officially spiraling, he'd rather believe jack had some sort of power over her than admit to himself that mimi was actually just an awful person he had let in. it felt like a violent personal violation.

       ( 💔 )     ⋅ ⋅ ⋅     was it serious, her entanglement with the man she found herself dancing with? no, but it derived pleasure. enough that there was annoyance filling her frame at being dragged away, more so at the sight of who it was doing so. back falling against the wall of some hallway in a stranger's house, ire flickers in her gaze as she looks at them. "what the fuck enabled you to think that was okay?"

okay. so, he hadn't thought that far ahead. but he'd spotted her and she hadn't screamed in his face, so that had been enough of an incentive for him to depend upon her. "i don't know?" he says it like she's the idiot, though he knows damn well he's the fool in this situation. without another word, he nods his head and shifts behind her, crouching and hiding as best he can, waiting for the mob and their screaming to disappear.