poppywclsh:
“oh please, dad, what’s the point in denying it ?? look at me, i’m gonna need new trousers or some shit soon, because i can’t imagine myself fitting in this for much longer,” she mumbled cynically. she was sitting on the bed, surrounded by different kinds of cheeses ( a craving ) and a stack of crackers. she patted the one free spot on the bed. “c’mon then, we can share,” she offered, “but you better don’t touch my cheddar because i will not be nice if you do. the other cheeses are all yours, though.”
“it doesn’t matter if you are, okay? we can easily get you new clothes if you need it,” he spoke gently, trying to soften his angsty teen’s mood. sebastian smiled, walking over and plopping on the bed next to her. “i wouldn’t dare take your cheddar away as long as you actually i can have the manchego,” he chuckled. his eyes peered over to what she was writing, wondering if she’d actually allow him to read a piece. “what award-winning, beautiful work of art have you written today?”
















