#yeeeh

Bada bing bada bing bada yeoh~~

Me: ...

My braincell: the video where people are wearing shark pjs while dancing to California Girls but they wear Reaper Leviathan pjs instead

Me: no

My braincell:

You can travel the woooorld

But nothing comes close to the Crash Zooone

Once you party with uuuus

You will flee for your life

Ooh oh ooh oh oh ooh

Reaper Leviathan girls

They're undestructible

Sharp bites

Anger issues galore

Blood thirsty stare

They'll eat your Cyclops

Ooh oh ooh

Ooh oh ooh

"There are shooting stars in your eyes, and every time I look at you, I make a wish to be able to kiss you one last time." You spoke over the music from inside the party as you looked in those green eyes that never failed to bring you down to your knees. You needed to find something, anything that would give Natasha's feelings away. And you might have seen something flicking there. But part of your brain told you it was a reflection of the lights.

"You're drunk, Y/N." Natasha masked herself with a curt nod, staring intently at you.