true colors

hudson miller || 25                                                                                                                             Bathroom stalls for the powder nose (she loves) High heel shoes with the open toes (she loves) She's got a good time wrapped in gold (she loves) For you, for you All red dress with the devil eyes (she loves) So obsessed with the camera lights (she loves) You love her, but you can't deny (she loves) The truth, the truth She loves everybody Can't you tell by the signs? She loves everybody She gets off all the time It's a dark philosophy And it haunts her constantly It's a false alarm to me She's a false alarm

[hudsn]

"like what, mili lu?" he asked, repeating the nickname once again hoping it'd become annoying.

[milithorne-blog]

“Suit yourself. As long as I get my icecream.”

[hudsn]

"okay mili lu, you're getting your ice cream. is there anything else you care about but ice cream?"

[milithorne-blog]

“That’s my spirit animal.” She chuckled “Lily Lu. Mili Lu. What’s the difference?”

[hudsn]

he wasn't sure why that actually made him laugh, but it did and it was too silly. maybe he was just laughing at anything now. "right? i'm gonna start calling you mili lu from now on."

[milithorne-blog]

“No, I told you if you got me ice cream I wouldn’t slap you.”

[hudsn]

"shit alright, i'll get you ice cream. you remind me of that meme of that dog that is about to bite someone then they give her food and she's looking all sweet. i think her name is lily lu."

[milithorne-blog]

“Are you serious?” her eyes lit up like a child “You’re the best person ever.”

[hudsn]

"yes why not. hm, and you still wanna slap me for no reason at all? i see how things are."

[hudsn]

milithorne:

“Funny.”  She nudged his shoulder as a response. “Yeah, I’m not picky.” 

“fine, i think i could manage that.”

[hudsn]

milithorne:

“I’m offended…” Emilia rolled her eyes “I don’t know. Vanilla and chocolate. Maybe.”

“aw honey, don’t cry now.” he mocked her words from earlier. “maybe?”

[hudsn]

milithorne:

“I’m sooo threatening and dangerous. I might not do it if you give me ice cream.” 

“quite dangerous. ice cream? you’re an actual five year old? what type of ice cream?”

[hudsn]

milithorne:

“I can’t tell you.” Emilia smirked “It’s a surprise.”

“i feel quite threatened and unsafe right now.”

[hudsn]

milithorne:

Emilia chuckled “ Aw, honey. no, don’t cry now. I won’t slap you…. this time.”

“psh, i’m not crying.” he argued, faking a frown. not that it was hard anyway, he sort of had a resting sad face. “this time? so when will you do it then?”

[hudsn]

milithorne:

Emilia laughed at his embarrassment “So I can’t slap you? Damn, I got excited for a moment…”

“do you really want to slap me that much? this is bullying, very rude.”

[hudsn]

milithorne:

“No it’s not! What can I say? I like to win!” Emilia stated “ Oh yeah? By slapping your face or sitting on it?” 

“but there’s no thrill in that if ya know you’re winning.” he thought the question for a second, still feeling slightly embarrassed by it. “slap it, yeah...wait, no. just say something like; hudson shut up.”

[hudsn]

what are your new years resolutions?

i don’t know, catch up with my sisters or whatever. get a dog. maybe open my own studio.

[hudsn]

when you were a child, what did you want to be when you grew up ??

“i wanted to be a garbage man, you know the ones with the trucks that pick up your trash? i guess i did become the garbage man in some type of way.”

[lloveislouder]

[hudsn]

milithorne:

“I’m not rude!” She fake gasped. “I root for the team who is playing better to be honest. But maybe that’s funnier. Maybe I’ll start doing that.” She wiggled her eyebrows and giggled “Oh no, talking to you is never boring.”

“that’s so boring though! it’s kind of like cheating, you never truly worry about whether your team is gonna win or not. yes, i think that’s more entertaining as well. oh thanks, if i do  get boring just shut me up.”

[hudsn]

gempls:

“yeah, maybe it’s better if it stays that way.” gem said once she controlled the volume of her laughter. “don’t piss myself. what am i, a baby?” she sassed back before making her way towards the bathroom. 

“what’s that supposed to mean?” he couldn’t help but feel slightly irritated, not because of gemma herself but everything going on. “you’re drunk off your ass you might as well have the same coordination skills of one.” it was highly inconvenient that she decided to now go to the bathroom, but it’s not like he could do anything but wait for her to come back. he rested his elbow on the counter, his hand tangling in his hair as he tried to think about what just happened.