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[text]: WHY ARE YOU TEXTING ME AND NOT CALLING THE FIRE DEPARTMENT?

Desired Character: Roderick Meeks

Name: Angie

Age: 16

Timezone: EST

Ships: Roderick/Literally any of the season six newbies, Roderick/Marley, Roderick/Chemistry

Anti Ships: Roderick/forced, Roderick/no chemistry

Roderick bit his lip, “Madi, you know I’m gonna pick you over any girl. Seriously. You’re amazing.”

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Soulmates!Madrick

*Kisses your neck*

Roderick couldn’t help his creeping blush. He’d never felt something like this. His words seemed rushed, “Damn Mads chill till we can get in the house..”

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“This has nothing to do with you.”

Roderick exasperated.In their friendship., it had to be urgent to get pulled into the janitor’s closet, but after that text, Roderick knew he had to speak to her privately,”Ok Madison, please enlighten me as to why the words, ‘I’m serious, I think I could be in love with the human marshmallow.’ shouldn’t concern the guy saved in your phone as the human marshmallow!?”

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[TEXT] IM26C4U.

[text] Fair enough McCarthy. You’re right.

Roommates!McMeeks

Soulmates!Madrick

Roderick couldn’t help but play with her hair . It was just too tempting, By the time she had just barely woken up, Roderick had his hands in her hair, “Morning sunshine.”

Roommates!McMeeks

((It’s all good.))

Soulmates!Madrick

snowball fight 

This started off innocent. He threw one little snowball. Roderick didn’t want it to go this far, but now there was no going back. He was huddled behind a tree, trying to avoid Madison. As soon as she spotted him she threw and hit him just hard enough to knock off his glasses, “Fine Mads, you win.”

bite me 

Roderick couldn’t help but look at her, more amused than angry, “I know you keep calling me a marshmallow, but I’m not food.”

💭 

Roderick for some odd reason was just saying whatever came to mind.. Maybe he shouldn’t hang out with her this late anymore.. “You’re really pretty.”

Roommates!McMeeks

playing rock paper scissor to see who gets the last of their fav food.

Mason’s eyes focused on the last piece of banana bread. For once, Madison had given him the okay to eat the whole pan, and he’d decided to share with Roderick, and now it was about to be a war. “Alright. Rock, Paper Scissors. Shoot!” Mason threw paper and Rod threw rock. He triumphantly ate the lat piece, “Don’ worry dude. She’ll make more. She always does.”

bite me

Mason couldn’t help but laugh. Roderick thought maybe this would be a good way to try and get his phone.”Dude, you wouldn’t be able to guess my pass code.” Yet as soon as Roderick entered his wife’s name,he was in. “Shit, dude... Give me my phone back.” When he wouldn’t, Mason resorted to a tactic he hadn’t used since high school; whining to his sister. “Madi! He won’t give me back my phone!”

💭