#&bruno.

[kkjesse-blog]

“Good t’know you’re alive.” Jesse said, not even bothering to knock on Bruno’s door, but instead opting to barge in. “Y’know I thought y’were dead. Y’just stopped answerin’ m’texts, went home a week early. What’s goin’ on, are y’mad at me? ‘Cause y’can tell me, I can take it.”

@brunoeatworld

[xotcte-blog]

Tate was, admittedly, running far behind schedule. Bruno had been kind enough to help her with her final project in her design class (read: she forced Bruno and made sure he couldn’t say no), and yet here she was, running towards his frat house to make sure she made it at the time they decided on. By the time she made it to his dorm room door she was panting, taking a few moments to collect herself before finally knocking on his door. However, when she had been waiting a minute and didn’t get a reply after the three times she tried knocking, she merely huffed in annoyance, reaching forward and opening his door herself, to find that he was still wrapped up in bed, dead asleep. “Bruno!” She all but screeched, stomping towards his bed. “Are you fucking with me?! I ran for this! In heels, Bruno!” She took the liberty to climbing onto his bed, jumping up and down until he woke up. “Get your ass up now!”

@brunokep