#noa. threads

she's lounging in his bed; he hadn't minded her visiting while he was gone, he'd said and she wanted to spend time with master edward and her place was equally empty with jon gone. she's laying there, edward tucked up at her side when the door goes and she rolls over from her phone where she had been texting callum to tell his brother or sister that she was going to be gone soon, but the figure in the doorway makes her pause and then squeal, jumping up onto the bed as edward realises what's going on, " you're back! " @premleague.

" hey, you. " as though there's anyone in her bedroom, let alone her bed, " do you want to come to poland with me? today? " @premleague

" cal'? " there's a movie droning on in the background, one that she'd not been paying much attention to as she curls around him in his bed, having turned up on his doorstep to give him a cuddle and soothe the upset he had over jon's less than imminent departure. she shifts slightly, still stroking at his hair, eyes closed as though hiding away from the potential awkwardness of the conversation. they were young, but she needed clarity early on, " do you want a family someday? " @premleague.

noa realises all of a sudden, with antonio's help ( interruption ) that she'd been rambling about her stolen couple of days in poland with callum, apples of her cheeks going pink with all of that combined. her laughter is bright if slightly muffled what with her covering her face with her hands, " oh.. oh i am, though. " they giggle, dropping them to look at the man they saw as a brother. " i am, tonio. i'm smitten. he's just -- no, no, no. i'm not talking about that, we're talking about you! you! how was training this weekend? " / @amoreno9.