cullenrhys:
Despite their moratorium on the Westwoods, Cullen found himself grinning and nodding as Gwen rightly guessed that it was Ben who forced the run upon him. “He’s a fucking health nut, but you know…I’m not complaining.” He said before raising his brows a few times, a clear communicator that whatever he was doing was working for him. “I think I go through like…Phases where it’s important for me. Come beach season it’ll probably be important to me again. Mostly because I’ll be living on the beach after graduation when I don’t have a job and have no where to live. —- I mean, not to make things real serious or anything, but, have you ever considered freezing them?”
Gwen replied with a disgusted face. “You’re gross. He’s basically a child compared to you, grandpa. But I guess being a health nut is a redeeming quality for him. I wonder if his brother works out. Maybe he’ll be my workout partner.” At the mention of being homeless, Gwen frowned. She would never let that happen to her brother. “Don’t be stupid, stupid. You’d come live with me. I already have a spare room. I’ll let you earn your keep by cooking meals or something. But you will not be living on the streets. And, uh...I’ve thought about it but like and don’t make fun of me, I kinda wanna start a family now.”