#promiiscuous

Ty hun <33

ily oml

“ÉCOUTEZ-MOI        i don’t like this any more than you do, ma chère,” the male muses, his french accent impossible to disguise for his brain still fails to automatically translate some expressions as he leans his body towards the desk she’s sat at, hands resting on the cold see through glass table top. “but i CAN’T just bring some nana to this event, every paparazzi would go CRAZY. en fait, i pay you to do what i want, so you’re COMING.”

      she is in his room, laying flat on lucas’ bed. the soft sounds of his stereo filling the room. of mice and men was playing. peyton had picked it, the female listened to this one track with him two days ago leading a heated conversation on why this specific song was not the best piece on the record. it might’ve sounded weird to anyone else but those moments were her favorite part of the day, sitting with her friend and discussing music. non generic, non radio friendly music -- she was about to continue her thoughts on the two of them when the door outdoor opens and she sits up. ‘ hey, ’ her smile widens, ‘ karen let me in. i promise i’m not stalking you. ’

Who is a better friend? yours/mineWho lies the most? yours/mineWho swears the most? yours/mineWho reads more? yours/mineWho is more creative? yours/mineWho is more troubled? yours/mineWho has better morals? yours/mine

the only way to get a large amount of money in a short amount of time was to do it illegally and sam had absolutely no problem with that, although the only thing that made this different than usual was the she had to do it all by herself. but there was no problem: she managed to sneak inside a mansion and fill a backpack full of valuable stuff. everything went according to plan until she as about to sneak out. that was when she heard a noise downstairs, causing her to freeze for a nanosecond but she had to respond  quickly. with her heart racing, hitting the speed of light, she threw her backpack on her shoulder and hurried her way out while being as quiet as she could. hearing people talking and walking up the stairs built up the pressure up even more, but lucky enough she escaped out of the window just in time, leaving her with nothing but the fright and all she wanted right now was to get away from there. as fast as she could the female ran towards her stolen vehicle and drove to the heart of the city for her first stop. she got there within minutes and sold the stolen goods to a fence for the bail costs. the next stop was jail. after paying the sum of money, she waited as two police men went to get him. with her arms crossed and her eyes slightly narrowed she watched how the cuffed man walked inside the room only a few minutes later. ❝ you’re so LUCKY to have me. ❞ the blonde spoke, feeling a minuscule smile tugging at her plump lips. to get such an amount of money in less than three hours was something she could be quite proud of and while the police officer removed his handcuffs, she waited patiently for the opportunity to greet him properly.

TROY: i hate being sick fuck this

PAIGE: idk how to take care of a fish