May 14, 2018
text: harry ⇨ kit
harry: why the fuck are my mario pyjamas pink
harry: its supposed to be super mario, not princess peach
harry: how many times do i have to tell you
harry: don't touch the washing machine you're a catastrophe
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text: harry ⇨ kit
harry: why the fuck are my mario pyjamas pink
harry: its supposed to be super mario, not princess peach
harry: how many times do i have to tell you
harry: don't touch the washing machine you're a catastrophe
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ellie stretched over her leg, tugging her leg warmer up to her knee. “did you see the flyer outside the studio?” she asked nonchalantly, moving to stretch over her other leg. “there’s some big casting call for some new dance show they’re gonna be shooting at zenith.” @primakitwillis
text → kit
DELILAH: before you say no: hear me out
DELILAH: my cousin is getting married and she wants kobe to be part of the ceremony
DELILAH: and for whatever reason there's this dance routine that the wedding party is doing
DELILAH: i don't think they're expecting a three year old to learn choreography but can you help me try to coax some rhythm into him?
if he was going to find the curly-headed blond anywhere, james knew it’d be in the dance studio. he’d been leaning in the doorway for a few minutes now, watching @primakitwillis get lost in the music as he danced so effortlessly and gracefully. as the track came to an end, the room fell into almost-silence, save for the sound of james’ gentle applause. ramsay accompanied him as always, and the pair moved almost hesitantly towards the other dancer. “that was amazing,” james offered in lieu of a greeting. “look, kit. i uh... i wanted to apologise for the other night at the party. y’know, when i asked about – well, all but accused you of – taking those pills and drinking. it’s none of my business and i’m sorry for sticking my nose in where it wasn’t wanted or needed.” but that didn’t stop him from being concerned.