#ninakents

he couldn't help but to give nina a confused look at her words, his brows knitting together as he listened to her. "number one: what the fuck is a 'christmas mannequin?' number two: why the hell is it a tradition for you to find whatever the fuck those are?" malakai asked, shaking his head lightly as he glanced over at her. "my christmas tradition is getting drunk off my ass only to watch nothing but horrible and cheesy christmas movies."

[2:09am] you still up?[2:10am] bc if you are, i suggest you join me for popcorn & netflix.[2:14am] i know you read those, get your ass over here.

it took him a moment to think of his answer, sighing as he ran  a hand through his hair. "i don't know what the fuck i'm saying, nina." he admitted, shrugging his shoulders lightly. "what we have going on is fucking phenomenal, and you and i both know there isn't any damn strings attached or anything like that, but i'm trying to tell you that maybe this shit has to end." the male explained. "i can't really tell you why, but things could get really fucking complicated really fucking fast and well, i don't want anyone to get dragged into the middle of it."