#tcughguy

          “ okay so quick rundown of the place          all the rooms are upstairs, bar on the main floor and a small-ish weapons and supplies locker in the basement but i have the only key so no funny business. ”

“  i  had  to  protect  him.     i  couldn’t  let  anyone  have  the  chance  to  find  him  .  .  .     to  hurt  him.  ”

meme !

❛   act  ca  ———  what ?   ❜     the  words  immediately  draw  a  look  of  confusion  onto  arlo’s  face,   but  he  soon  puts  a  couple  pieces  together  when  he  hears  milly’s  familiar  footsteps  on  the  front  porch.     brow  strains  as  he  holds  eye  contact,   making  sure  his  serious  tone  came  across  in  all  it’s  texas  ranger  glory.

❛   oh,   christ.     did  you  eat  her  yogurt  again ?     do  i  need  to  put’a  damn  padlock  on  our  icebox,   odell ?   ❜

send a ‘ 🗣 ’ for a conversation between two of my muses.

he’s not entirely sure that he knows what he’s doing, only that he knows it has to be done. there was nothing in the past few weeks that should have worried him but it didn’t stop him from feeling uneasy all the same. andrew cross slipped his jacket on, tugging his sleeves and collar into place before leaving his room. the opening click of the front door sounded as he reached the living room-kitchenette hybrid of the apartment, turning the corner out of the hall to see his brother stepping inside the safety of their apartment.   ❛      geez, odell.         ❜     he said at the sight of him.   ❛      what happened to you ?            ❜     the younger of the two boys face’s splattered with something dark green and sticky.   ❛      have you actually been fighting with slimer this time ?       ❜     kit looked over at him as he placed his dufflebag down on the kitchen counter.   ❛      you’re hilarious, cross.         ❜    he said, earning a clap on the back from his brother who started to look for his keys. 

❛      you heading out ?         ❜    kit questioned lightly.   ❛      .. yeah, sort of. mira wants me for a thing.         ❜     he lied.   ❛      yeah ? better you than me, brother. she was getting way too cosy with me at that last christmas party you took me to.         ❜    the search for his keys was interrupted as andrew looked up and grimaced.   ❛      dude, that’s disgusting, i did not need to know that.         ❜     the sound of jingling keys follows a moment later and andrew straightens up.   ❛      what are you gonna do while i’m out ?         ❜      he asked, politely, trying to sound casual. kit shrugged.   ❛      shower probably ? .. maybe play some mario kart.         ❜     andrew nodded.   ❛      sounds good. take care brother.         ❜     he said, clapping his brother on the shoulder for a second time before he tried to head for the door, stopped only by kit as he caught onto his forearm. 

❛      hey.         ❜     he said gently, andrew turning to look at him.   ❛      what’s the matter ?         ❜     andrew hesitated.   ❛      .. nothing. just- this job is kinda starting to suck is all. think i might quit.       ❜     he lied again. kit gave an understanding nod.   ❛      do what you gotta do and there’ll be pizza for you when you get back, alright ?         ❜     andrew smiled despite himself, nodding.   ❛      alright.         ❜    he agreed.   ❛      pizza when i get back.         ❜    they both smiled, kit letting go of his brothers arm as he turned back to unpacking his bag, unaware of the last look andrew gave to him as he hesitated by the door for a moment, before turning to close it behind him. 

              “can we do something?” her eyes linger on the clearly out-of-date television for a moment before looking tim. “i know we have to lay low so even just... renting a movie or something would be good enough for me.”  what she really wanted was to get out of a motel room - she just missed her own apartment. when she realized she actually liked tim and wanted to spend more time with him, being a criminal on the run definitely wasn’t what she had in mind.