Aug 11, 2015
do you have a favourite color??
yes it’s white and pink!
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do you have a favourite color??
yes it’s white and pink!
bitch write me a fuckin 7 page essay on how much you love me in comic sans font size 10 and have it on MY desk in an hour
“it’s impossible to put all that love in just 7 pages…”
"What's with that look?"
pouting, something Cade was evidently good at since the day he was born, and right now he was sporting his ‘talent’ of being the whiniest member of the band; though the youngest member of the band had to have something to use against the others, right? his gaze wavers from Uriah’s before it slowly catches the light shine of the packet of almonds in his grip, a soft, childish whine sounding from him again. he didn’t exactly know why he always went for Uriah’s food first when he ran out of his own, honestly.
quiet rumbling and the occasional loud noise of metal clanking from their ‘tour bus’ is all that fills in the almost suffocating silence before Cade finally speaks, a pout obviously coating his expression. “what’s with that look you ask? you’re yellin’ at me for eatin’ some stupid almonds!” huffing quietly the youth’s expression is no longer soft or even it’s usual calm self, no, he was angry. (or he was at least trying to make himself seem it.) he’s getting more and more annoyed at the other for several stupid and later forgotten reasons; though he likes to have a good complain every once in a while.
“christ, can’t ya eat some normal food for once! let me tell you somethin’, meat is very delicious…” of course he’s saying this with some of that kept in annoyance, but he’s also teasing the other, his slate coloured eyes catching it’s usual fun glimmer before he sits down on the couch again, taking more almonds out of the packet and nearly throwing them past his pink, thin lips carelessly, a playful grin stuck on his face as he looks up to the older male, eyebrows raising. “what? did you actually think i’d stop eatin’ them? i’m a hungry child leave me be.” waving his free hand dismissively he looks out the window; trying to avert his attention from anything but Uriah.
hi you're my favourite and smile today, for me. also nice theme ya killin' the game kid!
light, teasing laughter escapes thin lips before the youth shakes his head; a wide grin complimenting his expression. “as if I need to be told i’m your favourite, but look here, you’re makin’ me smile already, it’s as if you’re magic or somethin’!”
Warm fur...?
“Warm Fur.”