Text || Vicky & Bentley
Vicky: Someone ought to tell me who decided nights were for sleeping. Who came up with the rule that dictated the rest of us?
Bentley: Everything goes back to farmers.
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Text || Vicky & Bentley
Vicky: Someone ought to tell me who decided nights were for sleeping. Who came up with the rule that dictated the rest of us?
Bentley: Everything goes back to farmers.
byron--taylor:
“You can stay,” he commented as the other seemed to need a moment of air too from the madness. “But I’m not sharing my smokes.”
“What will you share instead?” He asked with a little lift to his brow, taking a seat next to him.
elizabettawilson:
“Look, I don’t actually wear anything when I go to sleep but they told me I couldn’t make it through the door unless I was wearing pajamas. Apparently kicking it in your birthday suit does not count and even that is deemed too fucking inappropriate for this thing.”
“But now that you made it in I would think you can probably do without. Probably take them at least an hour to kick you out.”
macygardner:
“You know.. now that I’m thinking about it? I don’t think I even played 7 Minutes in Heaven when I was going to slumber parties. I kinda thought that was a myth.”
“I bet it’s because the dudes you went to school with were too intimidated to ask you.”
navya-banks:
“I wouldn’t sit there. I can promise you from getting here five minutes earlier that stain is not from a drink.”
“Kind of surprised you gave me the heads up. Is this our relationship taking a turn?”
sammy-contreras:
@bentley–cole
“So this must be like a wet dream for you.”
“My fantasies are way more depraved than this.”
Text || Vicky & Bentley
Vicky: It's so hot, I swear I've spent the last few days doing nothing but prancing round the apartment in my underwear.
Bentley: Might cool you off to prance around my apartment in your underwear instead.
texts | bentley + navya
Navya: That's funny when usually when we part ways I have a headache.
Bentley: I could fix that for you.
byron--taylor:
Byron: Why would it? You’re dead.
Bentley: What about the ghost of me? Have you no respect?
texts | bentley + navya
Navya: It's a relief to know that you draw the line somewhere.
Bentley: I live my life to relieve you of all of life's tensions.
byron--taylor:
Byron: Because I have made it clear since day one your feelings don’t affect my choice of actions.
Bentley: Okay, but I feel like my actual death comes in the way of all of that.
texts | bentley + navya
Navya: You just think you have sexual tension with anything with a pulse.
Bentley: Hey. Only the human race.
byron--taylor:
Byron: Sounds like something you just need to come to terms with then.
Bentley: Why’s it never on you?
texts | bentley + navya
Navya: There would have to be something more than indifference for that to even be possible and I can assure you there is not.
Bentley: That's just not true.
byron--taylor:
Byron: Then believe what you want.
Bentley: I’m believing what I don’t want to at all.
texts | bentley + navya
Navya: I'm sure it's just that comfort of something familiar.
Bentley: Nah, it's more sexual than that.
byron--taylor:
Byron: You’re dead. It won’t matter to you.
Bentley: It matters now though.