i make jokes when i'm uncomfortable

larron guo ✌✌ 21 ✌✌ apartment 14 ✌✌ night owl af ✌✌ not chandler bing ✌✌ not a groupie

[ivyxbaker-deactivated20160602]

“See, that’s the Larron I was looking for, the kind who says yes when a good time is presented. Yes, you’ve got the idea, even some Yes and Queen, it’ll be hella good time,” Ivy chuckled. “So I can put you down for road trip and roof party? Yes? Oh great!” Ivy said quickly before he could protest.

[larrony-blog]

It seemed as though Ivy had already made Larron’s decision for him, so he went along with it. He did actually want to go, he just always had to complain about something. “Yeah, yeah, fine. I’ll bug Willow to come and bring some booze.” he paused for a moment, “Wait, have you met Willow yet? She’s the new girl who moved into my flat.”

[aidliao-blog]

While Aiden did have a bit of a softer spot in his heart for Larron, it wasn’t so much that he was going to sit there and feed him cookies like he wanted, but he took the opportunity to mess with him “You have two hands. But fine–say ‘ah’” He put on the most innocent of smiles and picked up a cooking, leaning forward on the counter a bit.

[larrony-blog]

The playful grin on Larron’s face dropped once Aiden was leaning towards him. He wasn’t actually expecting him to try and feed him so his first reaction was to back up which only lead him to banging the back of his head with the cupboard behind him. “Ah, fuck.” he cursed after once again injuring himself. Instead of being mad at himself though, he put the blame on Aiden. “You made me do that so you hurt me again, damn it. You owe me like ten batches of cookies for this.”

[sevenstheodore-blog]

“You’d have to remove the stick from up there first.” Theodore grumbled, turning back to the pantry. “Oh hey, look, you do have chips!” He reached in and grabbed the bag, showing them to Larron like he didn’t know they were there in the first place. “It’s like you knew I was showing up, dude. Thanks.”

[larrony-blog]

Larron didn’t catch the first comment Theodore made, and that might have been for the better. He watched the food he had bought yesterday be rummaged through and leaned against the kitchen counter as he mimicked Theodore’s false enthusiasm. “Of course. I’m always prepared to have your favourite snacks ready for whenever you come over.” he then reached over the counter and snatched the bag, dropping the sarcasm in his tone, “Seriously though, why can’t you just buy your own food? You’re not that poor.”

[willowblaze14-blog]

5 O’Clock

Looking over to the last group of men helping out to clean up the venue, Willow watched them leave and immediately turned to Larron right after. He always had to stay behind, he planned the whole event they just attended after all. He should be there from start to finish and the girl simply prefers to let herself stay behind with him, to keep him company and help him out too. All the big equipment were already brought to a safe area, now all they needed to do is to place the chairs off the ground and onto the table. Sounds easy enough, but then again… There are more than a hundred chairs scattered throughout the room “Wanna race?” she asked, referring to the little game they play when faced with the exact situation they were currently in. They would half the room and each take one side, then they simply race to who finishes off the job first “Or are you too tired?” she then said, as she lifted up the bottle of vodka she had stolen from the alcohol stock for the night. Willow always steals at least two bottles, one to drink and one to bring home to drink too. Fun, right? Larron may scold her about if from time to time, but he’s got her back.

[larrony-blog]

The night was finally coming to an end which meant the entire concert hall would be empty except for Larron and whoever bothered to stick around to help him out. Usually it was Willow that stuck around, whenever she had a shift that matched his, and thankfully tonight he had her company. Larron had just finished wiping down the tables when he heard Willow’s challenge which brought a rather amused expression to his face. The little games the two of them played were starting to be routine to him at this point. “Too tired? I’m never too tired to kick you ass.” he challenged, a little too excited to get ahead start. He rushed past Willow to get to his side of the room, giving her a light push as if that would effect the outcome, and started to grab chairs and stack them on the table. Without looking over to Willow, he called out to her, “Don’t think I didn’t see that bottle of vodka you took by the way! If you lose this then you’re putting it right back and going home sober.”

[wildchildmia-deactivated2019082]

Olivia had to laugh at that. It had been weird finding out all the things they had in common, finding some difference was always worth celebrating. “How come I’m the evil one? If anything you’re the evil twin. And that is rude. They are not all tacky movies - most of them are, but some of them are not. Free food and alcohol? Are you crazy, do I look like I’m made of money?”

[larrony-blog]

“You won’t even get your friends food and alcohol. Of course you’re the evil one.” he answered as if it were clearly obvious. He was teasing of course, but he still liked to think Olivia was his evil twin and not the other way around. “And what have I done wrong? Nothing. I’m an angel. So I’m the good twin obviously.”

[wildchildmia-deactivated2019082]

“I can’t believe you’ve never seen any John Hughe’s movies. They’re like a right of passage…if that is the saying. I’m never entirely sure on that one.” She nodded vehemently, “yes, most of them are worth watching but I would start with The Breakfast Club and the Sixteen Candles. After that you won’t want to stop.”

[larrony-blog]

“Never heard of him, or that saying, or those movies. Damn, for once you aren’t my evil clone. I’ll have to add tacky 80s movies to the short list of differences we have.” he remarked, “If you supply free food and alcohol for this whole marathon, then I’ll be there.”

[aidliao-blog]

A small smirk played on Aiden’s lips at the other’s comment. As he opened his mouth to speak, the timer he’d set for the cookies went off and Aiden picked up two, set them on a napkin, and slid it over to his ‘injured’ friend, “If this batch is good, then I’ll have time. Otherwise I have to keep working at it.”

[larrony-blog]

Larron jolted from the sound of the timer, almost slipping off from the counter and dropping the glass. He didn’t though, thankfully, and continued swirling the water in his glass with a ridiculous pout on his face. He batted his eyes at Aiden after gesturing to the cookies next to him, “What? You’re not going to feed me, Aiden? Your cookies are the reason for this, the least you could do is feed me.” 

[sevenstheodore-blog]

Theodore pulled himself out of Larron’s cupboard to acknowledge him, cookie in mouth and the rest of the pack in his hand. With the other, he held up a key, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Seriously, man? Under the doormat? You need a better hiding place.” He tossed it back with an eye roll, turning back to the pantry. “You got any chips or anything?”

[larrony-blog]

“Oh.. shit. Well where else am I supposed to put the spare? Up my ass?” he joked, though looked rather upset with the scene in front of him. He was used to friends coming in and helping themselves to food, but he still wasn’t happy about it. “Yes, we do. And hey, while you’re at it, just raid the rest of the pantry and take it back to your flat. I bought all the best snacks just for you, Theo.”

[aidliao-blog]

Aiden felt incredibly satisfied with his personal victory over the other, but talk of work had robbed him of his usual smile. As far as work environments went, it wasn’t the greatest. He liked the club and he enjoyed the fact that he worked with Larron and, really, it was good experience, but being under the thumb of a jerk made it difficult, “Something like a stir fry would be easy for you. And no, don’t go around kicking any asses unless you want both of us without a jobs.”

[larrony-blog]

Noticing the slight shift with Aiden’s mood, Larron decided to stay clear of the whole cooking school topic. “Stir fry sounds good. Can you teach me today or are you too busy burning other people’s hands from your cookies?” he teased, swirling his fingers in the glass of water to emphasize on his mild injury. 

[aidliao-blog]

“Now who is it that’s telling people off in another language?” With the cookies placed on the tray, Aiden set his kitchen timer for four minutes, then began washing up the bakeware he’d used so he could start on a second batch, “Culinary school is a bitch sometimes. And then the head chef at the club on my ass about everything it is just…–anyway, I’ll figure something out, I guess. What’d you want to learn how to make?”

[larrony-blog]

Larron opened his mouth to retort with something clever, but came up with nothing, so he mumbled defeat instead, “..Shut up.” He set his glass of water to the side for a moment so he could push himself up to sit on the counter top. It was likely that he was in Aiden’s way, and Larron knew that, but he kept put. “Head chef? He’s giving you shit still? Do you need me to kick his ass for you?” he was half joking, half serious. “As for cooking uh.. I dunno. What do you think would be the hardest to mess up?”

[aidliao-blog]

“Fine, I’ll say it in English to your face. You’re a dumbass.” Aiden shook his head and began moving the cookies from the baking tray to the cooling rack, “Maybe if you learned to cook a few things, you’d know when things are hot or not.”

[larrony-blog]

“Yeah well.. vas te faire.” he mumbled, too lazy to come up with a witty comeback. He grabbed himself a glass from the cupboards next to the sink and then poured some cold water into it so he could use it too cool off his burn. “I would happily start cooking stuff if you got around to teaching me. But until that happens, I’ll stick to take out food and stealing food from your place.”

[liashwng]

Aurora had no patience, anyone who knew her had learned that early. So when she stopped by Larron’s place she had expected him to open the door immediately, even though she hadn’t really announced that she was swinging by. After the third buzz, she couldn’t take it anymore and decided to try and open the door, and just step in, seating herself on the couch crossing her arms. She waited for him to notice her and gave him a quick smile, still a bit annoyed that he hadn’t opened the door after the first buzz. “You of all people should know by now that I have my ways.” she replied simply, a playful smile on her lips. “But if you must know, I used magic.” 

[larrony-blog]

If Larron had known it was Aurora at the door, he might’ve made more of an effort to rush to the door. He knew she wasn’t the most patient person. Then again, he rarely got much sleep so when he did get sleep, he rarely made an effort to get up at all. So maybe she would’ve ended up in his apartment without being let in anyways. “Magic huh? I always knew you were secretly a witch.” he joked before questioning her again, “What’re you here for then? Come to cast a spell on me and make me do all your laundry?”

[aidliao-blog]

“It just came out of the oven!” The next few words came out in his native tongue, which he didn’t expect Larron to understand. But maybe in their years of friendship, he might’ve come to understand when Aiden was calling him an idiot in Catonese. Sucking his teeth, he let the other’s hand go, “Go run it under water or you won’t be able to hold the Xbox controller.”

[larrony-blog]

“You never said that, plus, I never use ovens anyways so how would I know how long it takes for food to cool?” he said as if it were obvious and it was all Aiden’s fault that Larron burnt himself. After a big huff and having his hand let go, he walked over to the sink to do as Aiden suggested. “Fine. And don’t talk shit about me in Cantonese. Just because I don’t know what you’re saying, doesn’t mean I can’t tell when you’re talking shit.”

[aidliao-blog]

One would think Aiden would have faster reflexes with a collective eleven friends trying to sneak food from trays and plates on a regular basis, but he wasn’t quick enough and Larron’s fingers were burned barely a second after the chef had finished speaking. Aiden jumped at his suddenly yell, blocking his ear, “I told you it was hot! What’d you think would happen–that’s what you get.” Aiden snatched the other’s hand, looking at his finger tips to see if they were red.

[larrony-blog]

“I didn’t think it would be that hot! I thought you were just being mean to me by making me wait.” He bickered, distressed from the pain. It was probably just a minor burn but it still hurt pretty bad. Larron tried not to show it on his face though and instead remarked, “You don’t need to kiss it better, I’m fine. Just get back to your cookies”  

[larrony-blog]

“I’m coming, gimme a sec!” Larron yelled after he heard the apartment buzzer go off for the third time. He finally got himself out of his bed this time and lazily put on whatever clothes was closest to him. His hoodie was inside out but he was too busy rushing to the door to notice. He did however notice someone was already in his apartment and stopped to question them,  “Uh. How the hell did you get in?”

[jeffreysdeanmorgan]

[whitesunlars]

oh, that makes me so warm in my hollow tin chest