daveyfck:
Good day, Cordelia. I’ll see you around.”
“No you fucking won’t, you asshole.”
Davey took a step back, ignoring the pain coming from his face. "That's not up to you."
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@daveyfck
daveyfck:
Good day, Cordelia. I’ll see you around.”
“No you fucking won’t, you asshole.”
Davey took a step back, ignoring the pain coming from his face. "That's not up to you."
bellamyabrams:
“Why are you whining so much?” She looked towards him. “Honestly, I don’t even want to get high if you’re just gonna sit there and mope.”
“Because you irritate me even more,” the grown man said, looking back over to her. “Then leave.”
cordeliasullivan:
Good day, Cordelia. I’ll see you around.”
cordeliasullivan:
“I’m not gonna waste my best on you, Davey, dear. You still have to make money? How sad. Wonder how that’s like.”
“Cause I’m afraid you’re faltering, babe. Oh? What about being kidnapped.. I wonder what that feels like.”
bellamyabrams:
“Well, you say that now…until you start, and then get super fucked up.” she rummaged through the drawers until she found what she was looking for. “I’m taking Xanax, I need to chill the fuck out.”
“Don’t give me a lesson like I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said getting up and walking towards the other couch, collapsing and putting his arm over his head. “Good for you.”
bellamyabrams:
“Well if you’re not going to get high with me, then what’s the point?”
“Eh, I’ll have whatever your having. You’re picking. I won’t have a lot though,” he shrugged.
cordeliasullivan:
“Takes one to know one, right?”
“What, you buy a comeback book and pick the first one it gave you. Please do not bore me, Cordelia. My time is money.”
cordeliasullivan:
“Now that’s a level of stupid I’d never reach.”
“Never reach? You’ve always been stupid.”
bellamyabrams
Bellamy followed him up through the fancy building, until they reached the top floor. He always had to be the best at everything, even on the best floor. She sat next to him, “Thank you.”
He gave her a small fake smile as he waved to the coffee table which had several drawers. “Everything that you’d be interested in is in there. Go for it.”
cordeliasullivan:
“Can you just say whatever snappy Davey-classic thing you want so I can leave?”
“And here I was thinking you’d want to stay.”
cordeliasullivan
bellamyabrams:
She shrugged, “Life must be so hard for poor, Davey.” Bellamy looked out the window, “God, you’re a fucking buzzkill.” The car approached the curb and she got out after paying the driver. “Let’s go.”
“I’m not poor yet,” he said, his mood slowly slipping as the drive continued. But watching her pay the driver, Davey smiled to himself and walked up to this fancy building. Nodding towards the doorman, he opened the elevator and before they knew it, they were at the top floor, stepping into his apartment. Sighing heavily, Davey went to collapse on his leather couch. “Welcome.”
“This B bitch has been so quiet lately. Someone should like, wake her up.”
bellamyabrams
“Jesus you’re in a fucking mood,” she huffed. “I can’t wait to get high, so you can lighten the fuck up.” The two sat in the cab as it pulled away from the curb.
“Well no fucking shit, I lost a shit ton of money,” he huffed, looking down at his fancy watch. “Might aswell start selling my shit,” he huffed, pressing his forehead against the glass of the window. “We’ll see.”
bellamyabrams:
“Don’t be pissy,” she teased, taking his arm and pulling him towards the sidewalk. She haled a cab, and swiftly got in. “You comin’?”
“Too late,” he said, rolling his eyes. You could just tell that his eyes were stale and so was his attitude towards everything. “Yeah, I fuckin’ guess.”
harmonythecanadian:
I was trying to make conversation. But obviously, you’re not in the talking mood.
What could you possibly make conversation about with me?
harmonythecanadian:
Are you always this grumpy? I feel bad for your friends.
Trying to hurt my feelings, little girl? It won’t work. Now fuck off.