“Even after almost three years? Damn, I must have been better than I thought.”
“It was more the practicality aspect. I barely have to flirt with you.”
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“Even after almost three years? Damn, I must have been better than I thought.”
“It was more the practicality aspect. I barely have to flirt with you.”
“Yeah, well, that usually came with some kind of reward. As far as I know, I’m not gettin’ laid here.”
“With us, sex is never off the table.”
“I’m a mechanic, Pos, not a graceful ballerina. I told you my skills here were gonna be limited. I’ve been back home all of two days and we gotta do this shit?”
“I just need you to lift my leg a little higher. C’mon, you used to be great at pulling my legs apart.”
“’S just… the whole pain thing. Isn’t that a bit sadistic?”
“Maybe I’m a little bit sadistic, princess.”
“Jesus, that’s…that’s…wow.”
“I hope wow is a good thing.”
“Doesn’t that hurt?”
“Pain is how I know I’m doing well.”
“Fine. What else do you want me to do, princess?”
“Just push my leg up, higher, now let go.”
“Everyone’s going to think I’m fucking gay, or something.”
“I think you’re being very gentlemanly. Well, I would if you would stop complaining.”
“But —– Posy, please. It’s so exhausting, and —– – Can I sit down or something?”
“Fine. But for the record, you’re the worst person I’ve ever used. No offense.”
“Remember, I’m doing this as a favor.”
“And I am eternally grateful. Now hold my leg up straight like a real man would.”
“Steady. If you keep wobbling about I’ll never get it right.”
“You know you’re having a bad day when Call Me Maybe gets stuck in your head all day and you just can’t get rid of it.”
“Try listening to any Black Eyed Peas song.”
“Unless you haven’t noticed already, I’m kind of busy right now but, if it makes you any happier, you can keep complaining about your problems. I’m not going to promise I’ll listen.”
“Who are you even talking to? I walked in the door and said ‘hello’. Keep your chill, dude.”
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ollie: i think im dying of the flu
ollie: keep me entertained what i lay here in my deathbed
posy: you interrupted me during my sexy love yo self time
posy: you son of a bitch
“Hey, do you know how to draw?” The boy lilted his head to the side, moving his freshly washed arm into view of the other. Usually it was covered in little doodles, but showers usually ruined that. Self inflicted scars from over a year ago litter his wrists til about half way up his arm, they were all mostly white now but still very much visible,“You don’t have to draw on me, but i really like covering these up with something prettier to look at.”
Posy took his hand in her, squeezing gently. “I consider myself an expert doodler. Why do you think I get detention so much?” She grabbed a pen, positioning his arm in front of her with a grin. “So, puppies, kittens, or godzilla?”
That was okay. He didn’t need her to say it back. Maybe it was harder for her, but it had never been hard for him. He’d always been teased for being emotional, but everyone was and it was bullshit to hide it. He remembers Posy and he remembers this and for a second, they’re high schoolers again, fucking in his car before Taco Bell. And it makes him smirk into the kiss, his lips not daring to leave hers.
She wanted to say it. She wanted to lay herself bare, in the metaphorical emotional way. But she didn’t know how. Posy was great with words. She could manipulate and educate without wasting a letter. She could inspire fear and hope in a man, but she couldn’t let one in. He’d already made it further than anyone else, to take that step so soon...too much. She pulled him closer, running one hand through his hair as she whispered “Forget the pizza. Let’s skip to dessert.”
“i don’t care what you did or didn’t do with him. i just want to shut the fuck up and listen to me. its all sunshine and rainbows for you, you’ve got the man of your dreams and you’re happy. but what about me? the girl that got left behind. the girl that has done pretty much everything for him. but everything wasn’t enough for dexter oh no — he had to run off with someone else. i have every right to be mad at you and i will continue to be mad at you. and if you don’t like that then tough”
“first of all, leonardo dicaprio is the man of my dreams. second, happy? yeah, I’m fucking happy. but not because of him. i deserve to be happy. i have sacrificed so much for so many people, and now that i finally have the chance to stay in one place more than a month, i’m going to fucking take it. dexter is an advantage, but i would survive without him. and newsflash, princess. he would have left you with or without me, so get the fuck over yourself.”