he could hear the exhausted hissing a mile away. ❛ see, this was something i was assured wouldn't happen living in a house with hair gel guys. and dean. ❜ he mumbled to himself, his volume increasing with each stomp up the staircase. ❛ i thooooought you guys said the products cabinet was off limits to overnight visitors! ❜ volume: MAX. steve wasn't even sure which of the guys was home, or which one had a visitor. all he knew was he could smell his hairspray from the kitchen. his last can. the last drops.
without a second thought, steve flung the bathroom door open, ready to catch a complete stranger red handed. ❛ alright, you owe me twel–– what the–? ❜ except it wasn't a complete stranger. at all. it was hannah's best friend, the one with the nice hair. ❛ allie? when did you even get here? ❜
// @afterdecay bc <3










