Frank

Frank or Frankie, Never Francesca. [rp blog]

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He can’t help but go completely still as lips find his own, before he realises what’s happening and responding in kind, before pulling away, smiling at the other. “Well whoever said that needs to back off from my girl.” The words slip out accidentally, and he regrets them immediately, but doesn’t let it show, knowing it was too late to take them back, instead waiting for the other to respond.

Back off from my girl. My girl.

The words echo in her mind for a few moments before a grin settles on her face, and she shakes her head. “Your girl, huh? Well damn, someone’s moving a little fast, no?” Its joking, the way she says it, distracting from the way her pulse is racing, her heartbeat pounding in her ears. “You haven’t even taken me on a date yet, Johnson.”

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“Well, uh, I don’t normally do the whole dating thing.” Britani confesses, scratching awkwardly at the back of her neck. “And she’s really cute and sweet and well… I’m an arsehole.”

Frank pauses as the other admits to being out of the dating game and she shakes her head. “Well I’m pretty sure, whoever this girl is, is a) super lucky to have you and b) isn’t going to be thrown off that easily. You came, didn’t you? That counts for something.”

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“That’s because a lot of people sometimes mix them up with wasps, thinking they’re just evil stinging machines, but I promise you there are a lot of people that want to save the bees. There’s been loads of online campaigns about it, I can show you, if you need proof.” Max tells her with a gentle smile.

“Please show me the bee savers, I wanna snug them all. If the bees is saved, then we be okay. I don’t like wasps though, we kill them?” She asks carefully, looking at the other closely, trying to stay coherent enough to continue talking.

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“How did you manage that?” Jasper asks incredulously, a small smile curling onto his lips as he lifts his eyes back up to the other. “Sounds like something that would happen to Spencer from iCarly.” He says with a small chuckle.

“I’m not very good at cooking, is how it happened. Who know how badly you could burn ramen noodles?” She speaks with a grin, shaking her head at how dumb she had been. “You’re saying I’m Spencer? Who does that make you? Gibby, Nevel, Carly?”

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The laugh explodes from her almost without a thought behind it at the sight before her, a girl, a stranger, running towards her, clutching a bottle, ranting about bees.

“It’s not that weird. It’s what they do. They buzz around until you tell them to buzz off, and they go. Not that weird, friend.”

“You’re no fun, have a drink and lighten up, little miss buzzkill.” She finishes speaking and offers the blonde her bottle, raising her eyebrows, trying to convince the other to relax.

“If you’re gonna me a mopey moomoo you can buzz off.”

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“I’m not picky, maybe we could take it in turns? You choose one, I choose the next?”

“Well that sounds like a good idea. You get to pick first. And what will the snacks be? Movie days ride on the quality of snacks.”

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“They are super important, but you’re not the only person who thinks so, lots of people want to protect the bees, myself included.” Max says, offering the other a reassuring smile. “Oh really? I couldn’t tell, it must be like, a low-key love of yours.” She teases. 

“Loads of people wanna protect the bees? Where? Everyone is always omg no a bee SQUISH not omg no a bee SAVE! And it’s not fair! How would they feel if they were tired from buzz buzz all day and some big meanie do the squish of them?”

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“Hey, come on now, they’re not that bad.” Jasper protests with a small pout. “None of the ingredients are flammable so I should be— Wait, was that a joke? Because I burnt this batch?” He asks quietly, training his gaze to the floor.

Though small, Frank feels a slight amount of guilt as the other pointedly looks away from her, and she lets out a sigh. “No, that was genuine advice because I have set a kitchen on fire while cooking with non flammable ingredients so.”

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“I feel like today is definitely a curl up on the couch and watch movies all day kinda day, anyone wanna join me? Snacks are very much welcome.”

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“You know, a movie day isn’t the worst thing I’ve heard all day, the question is, what type of movie?”

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“I definitely like you.” Britani says, her grin growing. “That sounds like a good enough reason to get smashed to me. God knows I’m gonna need the luck.”

“Why would you need luck? You’re awesome, like, if my partner was anything like you it would be the best.”

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“Hey, practice makes perfect right? This was my first ever batch, I can get that star… it might take a while, but I’ll get one!” Jasper says with a small laugh. “Well, yeah, but cooking is a whole different playing field! There’s so much you can do and make, I don’t wanna limit myself!”

“Well i mean, good on you for trying and everything, you get a gold star for effort, but like, it’s not great. I’m pretty sure even a fox won’t eat these, my man.” She keeps her voice as kind as possible, trying to hide her disgust at the charred mess the other called brownies. “Well I guess as long as you don’t set anything on fire when you try again that’s fine.”

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She pauses as someone approaches, her eyes widening as they stumble into a stop before her, the smell of alcohol hitting her nostrils, causing her to screw up her face in disgust for a moment, deciding not to mention it until she was able to judge the situation properly.

“You know, you have a point there. Bees are super cool, and super necessary. I like bees. We need to save the bees.” 

“Right? We totally have to save the bees! But there’s just a you and just a me! How are we supposed to save the bees when no one else wants to save the bees? Two of us can’t save all the bees ourselfs!” Her voice is loud, and while it sounds excited, she can’t help the sadness she feels at the truth of it all. How would they save the bees?

At a loss, she finds herself taking another drink, before holding it out to the other as an offering, in case she didn’t want to think about the bees anymore either.

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“Yeah, that’s super weird, and kinda cute.” Max says with a soft smile, humouring the other woman. “So, I take it you’re a fan of bees, huh?”

“See! You get it, right? Bees are really weird and like, super important, but like, no one cares! I cares, but no one else cares!” She goes on a small rant, her words coming quickly, before she takes a moment to breathe. “Yeah you could say I like bees.”

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“Sounds like you’ve had a real rough day, pal.”

“Well not really, I just really like the idea of getting sashed. People used to smash bottles on new ships as good luck, why don’t we get smashed to try and get good luck for our relationships?”

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He freezes as the other shoots him a glare, for once deciding not to speak, even to defend what he’d said, knowing it wouldn’t help the situation at hand.

He can’t help but smile in response to the one spreading across the girls lips, the action almost infectious, though that could just be the excitement he felt talking. “The one and only. God, you’re so beautiful in real life.”

God you’re so beautiful in real life.

She can feel the nervous giggle rising at the words, barely managing to keep it at bay as she glances away from Andy, her nerves getting the better of her for the moment as she comes to terms with the fact that he was real, that he was there, that he was hers. “You know, I’ve heard that, actually.” She speaks with a laugh, finally deciding on what to do, stepping forward and placing her lips on Andy’s, not caring if it was too soon.

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She grins as she notices someone approaching, rushing forward to met them, alcohol sloshing about in the bottle clutched in one hand.

“You know whats funny? Bees! Bees are funny! They just buzz buzz hello! And then buzz buzz goodbye! How weird is that!”

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“I can cook, its never Michelin star worthy, but I can cook some things.” Jasper protests, his mouth turning down into a slight pout. “I’ve already mastered the cupcake, I wanted to branch out.” He says quietly with a small shrug.

“Yeah, no offence dude, but looking at these, you’re never gonna be michelin star worthy, I mean, yikes.” She follows her words with a wink, hoping the other would catch on to the fact she was mostly joking. “Well I mean, there’s a reason people say stick to the stuff you know, and I’m pretty sure this is why.”