this woman is my destiny

I'm Q, I'm cute, & bred Brit. shut up and dance with me

[qutann]

Texts || Quentin + Sam

Sam: That. AND it IS super helpful.

Sam: Let's do it, if they don't get the humour then we can play it off that it's /going/ to be needed eventually.

Q: Is it a stereotype if I say I can't really play football at all and I hope they don't want us to. I'm just too fragile.

Q: Yeah!! I'm in.

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Texts || Open

Sam: Doesn't everybody?

Sam: So what do we take as a token gift? To break the ice and all that.

Q: Idk some people don't look like they do.

Q: Would ice be too punny? Can never have too much ice.

Q: Cause it melts.

[qutann]

Texts || Open

Ryan: No harm in crashing. All of the fun, none of the effort of making your own bonfire.

Q: I like Brazilian people they all always look like they're smiling.

Q: Unless my face is just that funny.

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Texts || Open

Sam: Crash, definitely crash.

Sam: It would be cool to meet new people right?

Q: I like making friends :)

Q: Which is what new people usually can become

[qutann]

Text to anyone !

CAE: so once again i am ill

CAE: at least this time my appendix isnt about to burst and its just a run of the mill cold

CAE: though having another cool scar would be awesome

CAE: long story short, can u pls bring me soup :-(

Q: what kinda soup :(

Q: can i pet your hair

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texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: that's okay i don't mind

alaska: send me

alaska: they are very pretty and blue i just like your arms more

alaska: i don't have people faking stuff for my money because i don't have much lol

alaska: i like you for you :)

Q: not even spit up ? oh right you have sisters

Q: lol why

Q: and my gun

Q: i like you for your eyes mostly :(

Q: but your you then

[qutann]

Texts || Open

Q: I just saw a group of people putting together a bonfire

Q: should we crash it + make friends or build or own?

[qutann]

texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: yeah but both are good for pinching

alaska: it is if you don't gamble away all your money. your dad would kill you

alaska: by the way do you have a pic of your dad

alaska: dick then arms

alaska: yeah see i don't have that problem

Q: u don't wanna pinch my face cheeks there's usually food in them

Q: i wasn't gonna!!

Q: probably on facebook idk

Q: but my eyes?? they're not as pretty as yours but they're something right??

Q: you don't fake stuff for money or you don't care if people do? bc strippers rly turn me off

Q: i like someone liking me for me

[flynnffs]

“Why am I a cheesy puff? You come up with the weirdest pet names. I can’t do that. What if he does say no? What if he says yes? I might be bad at it and then he’ll never want to do it with me again. No problem, what’s family for? I dunno, I’ve never been baked before. If it’s anything like being drunk then I probably won’t remember anything, and also might lose my pants. Really for real? With tongue and everything? I knew she liked you, it’s impossible not to like you.”

[qutann]

“You’re cheesy and you’re blond and you’re a big puff. What’s wrong about it? ‘s a nice one. Could’ve called you celery. Y’ can’t be that good at it your first time, even I wasn’t. Keep your pants on, I don’t wanna carry ‘em around with me. Or see your ass again. I’m not talking about Izzy’s tongue with you. But it was a real kiss ‘n I told ‘er I like her and yeah.”

[fcksamharris-deactivated2016021]

“I feel like I need to watch it now. I’m not sure you know, somewhere around LA I’m pretty sure. You do, do you? I didn’t take you as someone who’d be a big fan.” Sam teased with a laugh, “some yeah, can’t say I share that though. Glaring? Why would you need to glare?” He asked curiously.

[qutann]

“They weren’t very manly tears, just sayin’. Oh. ‘s alright, my woman crush is Kate Winslet anyway. My girl crush is Barbara Palvin.” Q paused, smiling sheepishly, then shrugged. “B’cause someone’s makin’ a move on my pretend girlfriend. Or my pretend boyfriend. I’m good at play acting.”

[dammit-dammer]

“I wouldn’t know. I know it’s hotter than where I’m from I just assumed maybe it was like an equator thing you know?”

[qutann]

“Me too, ‘s why I thought it was unnatural ‘n all. That’s the line that splits the world in half or something?”

[qutann]

texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: i love your cheeks

alaska: just like you love mine

alaska: why do you want to go to vegas so bad

alaska: charming as always

alaska: really??? i guess i can share. may as well put your best asset to use

alaska: some of us have to work for money though. we aren't all born rich

Q: different cheeks aren't those

Q: because I'm british and las vegas seems so wild ?

Q: my best asset is my wallet... Or is it my eyes

Q: that's not what i meant i know that

Q: i don't like it when people fake stuff because they want money

[qutann]

texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: yeah but before i fall asleep i am a blast

alaska: no baby

alaska: if i go to vegas i'll either get pregnant or die

alaska: why would you turn down a bachelor party you weirdo. do you hate fun

alaska: to give you awkward boners in public

Q: no you just think you are, you tell knock knock jokes and poke at my cheeks :(

Q: VEGAS BABY

Q: let's hope you get pregnant and some lucky child gets your eyes :D

Q: no I just love Izzy & stuff

Q: what

Q: but they're like just doing it for money i don't like people doing things for money :(

[qutann]

texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: nah just get me drunk that's all i need

alaska: just follow the tiger

alaska: well the bachelor party is about me never getting laid again not everyone else getting laid

alaska: i don't think that's their intended purpose

Q: but you fall asleep when you're drunk :( no fun

Q: Vegas baby

Q: isn't that the same thing? lol i'm never having a bachelor party i'm just gonna spend every night curled up with Izzy

Q: what is then

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texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: idk probably i've never been one

alaska: is that the plot of the hangover

alaska: no hookers, just strippers. if that

Q: me either so i need to do some research

Q: we need to find mike tyson

Q: but hookers D: for other people not you you selfcentered groom to be

Q: strippers scare me D:

[qutann]

texts: alaska ⇄ q

alaska: if you want to

Q: isn't that what the best man does

Q: get you drunk af

Q: take you to vegas or something

Q: find you hookers

Q: get a tiger into your hotel bedroom

[qutann]

I'm ready for this || Q+Iso

[isobelfck]

“Don’t apologize, there’s nothing to be sorry for,” Isobel replies dismissively, trying to not think about how close he is, how pretty his eyes are. “I liked it. I like– hold on, you’re not drunk again, are you?” The thought is sudden, hadn’t crossed her mind until now. Every other time they’ve been lip-locked at least one of them has been a little bit drunk, but he doesn’t look or sound like he’s been drinking. “We should both be sober for this, I think. It’s kind of important,” she explains, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth. She’s more self-assured now than she was before, but there’s still some doubt that lingers. “No, you don’t have to let go…” she murmurs. She’s vaguely aware that everyone in the world is going to see this moment, but she’s more concerned with what Q thinks than with what they do. “Do you ever think about, or remember, the time we kissed at that party? Or the time we kissed again and I played it off as an accident? I’m not sure if you realize how much they meant to me, how much you mean to me. I keep wanting to tell you but then I get scared of saying too much and making things weird between us. It sounds dumb ‘cause I know you’re just a guy, but you’re not just a guy. That’s the thing, that’s why I keep coming here and hoping you’ll feel the same way.”

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“Definitely not drunk,” he replies, quickly, holding her stare to definitely prove her he’s not under the influence, all the while pouting a bit. It’s not like he’s a courageous drunk, his drinking usually turns into cuddling boys with beautiful blue eyes and great assets. His gaze falls to her mouth, then, tongue tracing his own lips where he can still feel hers, and he makes the conscious effort to listen to her. Not that he ever doesn’t -- when it comes to Izzy. His head tilts back while she talks, each and every time their lips have touched more than a present thought in his mind, and he nods slowly. “I’ve always liked you, Iz,” he points out, because that seems to have been as unclear to her as her own affections had been to him. “Always, like, since the first time we met and I thought - whoa, she’s gorgeous, and then the first time we talked and you were funny and sweet and great. Didn’t stop likin’ you just because you had a boyfriend.” His cheeks flush, hands holding onto her a bit stronger than they were moments ago, and he ducks his head a little before continuing. “’s why I invited you here last year. But then I realized I was jus’ so happy to have you back in my life, ‘n I didn’t wanna screw that up because of my feelings for you. I just wanted you ‘round.”