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Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn’t made for only girls.
Mikey giggled, turning slightly pink. “Yeah, I mean.. I think a drink is in order, at least?” He raised an eyebrow, scratching his head. “Don’t you?”
"A drink sounds like a brilliant idea!" Billie was thankful at this point that Mikey had thought of that. "My teat too. Hows that sound? Pretty sure I've got some cash, mean if Tre hasn't gone though my wallet again."
Brutal Love II ¡TRE!
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Drabble List!
~CUTSIE ONES~
A Little Sleepy: Your muse falling asleep on my muse.
Cuddles: Our muses cuddling.
Mmph!: Our muses accidentally kissing.
A Little Messy!: Our muses being adorable cleaning up a mess together.
Hold Me...: Your muse has had a nightmare and comes to cuddle mine for safety.
I Kind Of...: My muse confessing that they love yours.
~FEELSY ONES~
Don't Leave Me!: Your muse is dying in my muses arms and mine is frantic, doesn't want to lose you, and doesn't know what to do about it.
Better Me Than You: My muse sacrificing themselves to save the life of yours.
Goodbye: My muse dying in your muse's arms.
A Click And A Bang: My muse accidentally killing yours.
Together Or Not At All: Our muses dying together, telling all their secrets and confessing things.
It's My Fault: My muse blaming themselves for the death of yours.
~FEEL FREE TO ADD MORE!~
“I think now would be an appropriate time to say ‘achievement unlocked!” Mikey grinned, throwing his arms up in celebration. “I win!”
Billie wasn't sure what to do for a second or two, but it wasn't long till he was smiling and shaking his head. "I think a celebration of sorts is in order than kiddo! ...Though Im not really sure what we should do-- Well I mean theres a few ideas-- Shit i mean..Pf--CONGRATS!"
Mikey giggled, muffling his laugh with his hand. “That’s a good one. I like that one. Okay… Let me think… If I had a nickel for everytime I saw someone as beautiful as you, I’d have five cents.”
"Oh you, yooou!" Billie leaned over lightly bumping Mikey, he couldn't even get any other words out other than 'you' for a few moments. "Now thats one i haven't hear!"
“Starting with a classic, always a good idea! Are you a library book? ‘Cause I’m checking you out..”
Billie couldn't help but to laugh. "Ah thats a great one! Favorite of mine actually! Well that and, is that a mirror in your pants I see? Because I see myself in them."
“I think making Bille Joe Armstrong blush would be the fucking achievement of a lifetime. Wow.”
"An achievement? Well the, you keep up with that and that will be something you can say you've done!"
“Billie, tell me, how many people a week would you say you use pick ups on? Not gonna lie, though, they do brighten my day a little. Like the weather! Aha, see, getting the hang of it, right?”
"Only you darling. Glad to hear you like them! Got plenty more-- Oh hey now, you can run a guy out of a job if you keep that up! Or make a grown ma blush, whatever come first."
“….Do I wanna know?”
"Oh you really do man, its great. You both light up my world! ..Wait shit, or was it hot? See I can never get this one down. Either way I'm preeeetty sure they both work!"
“Yeah? Go ahead and name one for me, dude.”
"Well, no one complains 'bout any screaming that may come from my room...Uhh, oh I can finally use this. What do you and the weather have in common?!"
“Can we even call it weather?”
"I'm sure in some part of the world they'd like how confused ours is! But there is a few good things 'bout this crazy shit."
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