Boy With A Broken Halo

"Oh please. I'm one hot-looking, smooth-talking, frisky-assed son of a bitch."

[katelyn-fletcher]

Anyway, what’re you up to?

[austin-mcdonagh]

Just wasting my life of bad reality TV. You?

[katelyn-fletcher]

Keep that attitude up, you’re doing a good job, sweetheart.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Thanks, honey.

[katelyn-fletcher]

Mm, sure you would.

[austin-mcdonagh]

I would, because it's true.

[katelyn-fletcher]

Yeah, well, you have to say that.

[austin-mcdonagh]

I'd say it even if I didn't have to.

[katelyn-fletcher]

Yeah. I hope I’m not, like, sick or have some female baldness thing. My hair is my best feature.

[austin-mcdonagh]

I think you have some other pretty amazing features.

[katelyn-fletcher]

….I’m starting to lose hair.

I have no idea why.

[austin-mcdonagh]

That's weird...

[austin-mcdonagh]

Bad reality TV shows are the reason I live.

They're my air and life, basically.

[katelyn-fletcher]

I am a C-

[katelyn-fletcher]

You know it.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Good, that makes one of us.

[katelyn-fletcher]

I am a C-

I am a C-H. I am a C-H. I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N. And I have C-H-R-I-S-T in my H-E-A-R-T.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Will you L-I-V-E E-T-E-R-N-A-L-L-Y?

[katelyn-fletcher]

Counting Calories || Katelyn&Austin

[katelyn-fletcher]

Katelyn nearly jumped out of her skin when a random voice called to her. Leaping about three feet into the air, journal flying out from under shit her arm, and skidding on the slick hallway floor and stopping right at Austin’s feet.

Awe, shit.

“Don’t touch that!” Was Katelyn’s immediate reaction as she jogged over in an attempt to grab the book.

[austin-mcdonagh]

It'd been instinct to pick up the journal and jokingly flip through it. He hadn't even really looked at it, he'd just seen a couple numbers and scattered words here and there. Nothing to alarm him. 

However, Katelyn's reaction definitely did alarm him. Maybe more than it should've, but she'd been acting funny since Hunter had made a remark about her skipping meals on Friday night.

Austin dropped the journal. "Oops. Sorry." He said. "Why can't I touch it?"

[katelyn-fletcher]

Counting Calories || Katelyn&Austin

Katelyn was walking back to her dorm after a very long trip to the gym. Tired and having just burned roughly 1,000 calories, the sophomore decided that was more than enough for now. After tracking each lost calorie in her little black book (that was ironically pink), she stuffed the journal under her arm and started heading back.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Austin had slept most of the day. Mothers' Day was never a good day for him, and he'd rather just forget about it. But still, he stirred around 5pm and wandered out of the dorms to grab a snack. The detour he took had been unplanned, but necessary. It was always necessary to talk to Katelyn. "Hey, Kateycat." He called out, falling in step with her. "How ya doin'?"

[austin-mcdonagh]

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothin'.

[katelyn-fletcher]

The only song I know by Nicki Minaj is Stupid Hoe.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Dork.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothin'.

[katelyn-fletcher]

…What?

[austin-mcdonagh]

Beez In The Trap? Nicki Minaj? C'mon, Kateycat, you can't really be that sheltered and innocent.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothin'.

A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin'.

[austin-mcdonagh]

You know, eighteen doesn't feel any different from seventeen.

You know, aside from the fact that I’ll be tried as an adult if I commit a crime and can now buy lottery tickets.

[dante--armano]

I feel sleepy.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Take a nap, yo.

[katelyn-fletcher]

I'm so tired.

[austin-mcdonagh]

Then sleep.