#beehavingbadly

[wildtorres-a]

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drew: please tell me you're coming on this trip.

[wildtorres-a]

night on the town • drianca.

Bianca: was laying on the couch in the living room, flipping through the TV channels with the remote, not really even paying attention to what she was looking at. She heard her phone buzz for probably the second time or so and like every time before, she sent it to voicemail. She wasn’t ready to talk to Drew, at least not right now. Letting out a heavy sigh, she put the remote down and got comfortable on the couch, calling it quits on the day and seeing if she could catch some sleep. But as soon as she closes her eyes, she hears a bunch of soft taps on the window, as if it was being struck by something. “What the hell,” she said out loud as she walked over to the window, moving the curtain out of the way to reveal a boy who clearly doesn’t know when to give up. Staring at him in disbelief, she walks away, slips on a pair of shoes and heads downstairs to meet Drew on the street where he was standing. “Are you crazy? If my Auntie catches you, we’ll both be dead,” she told him, though it wasn’t much of a greeting.

drew: definitely didn’t know when to give up, but he saw this as a win/win opportunity. if she'd hear him out, then the rest was self explanatory. if he were to be rejected, then at least he’d tried. there's a grin that etches across his features, and some part of him knows that even if she’s just coming out to tell him he’s an idiot, and to leave, he’s still getting somewhere with her. once she pulls the curtain back, he gives her a charming smile, even though he’s preparing for the earful he’s about to get. he looks forward to it, strangely enough, just glad that he gets to bask in the beauty that is bianca desousa. when he hears the sounds of her coming into contact with the pavement, he turns towards her, “you weren't answering my phone calls, and i can’t deal with you being mad at me,” he answers, hands still gripping onto the bag tightly. he doesn’t give the next comment much thought, although he knows her and her aunt’s relationship isn’t the greatest. “and if i get you in trouble with her, i can take you away for a couple of days until she simmers down” he offers, as he walks towards her. “but back to why i’m here, to give you this” he holds the bag out for her to grab, hopes she likes it’s contents. “i was hoping we could get a do over for the match dance and the date you agreed to go on with me,” he smiles down at her, “if that’s still an option”

[wildtorres-a]

👄 bianca

bianca’s hot and she’s smart, and she doesn’t let anybody in. and i think that’s something that draws me in more. she can definitely handle herself, and she’s the girl on the wrong side of the tracks, but i want to be there for her. show her that she doesn’t have to push everyone away, and she can let her guard down.

[zigmund-novak]

(Just pretend it’s in Toronto and it says 2020 lol)

Managed to get us the best seats. It’s been awhile since we’ve hung out so what do you say?

For you, always.

[wildtorres-a]

he  tried  calling  twice  a  mere  twenty  minutes  ago,    no  answer,    straight  voicemail.    he  knew  she  had  every  right  to  be  angry  with  him,    but  if  he  could  just  explain  that  what  she  thought  she’d  seen  wasn’t  the  truth,    maybe  she  could  forgive  him,    and  they  could  still  go  on  their  date.    and  maybe  he  was  way  in  over  his  head.    regardless  of  the  outcome,    he  had  to  at  least  try.    which  led  him  to  where  he  is  now,    outside  of  her  aunt’s  house,    facing  her  window,    gift  bag  in  hand  filled  with  roses  and  a  black  dress.    throwing  rocks  at  a  girl’s  window  was  one  of  the  most  cliche  moves  in  the  world,    but  he’s  desperate,    and  bianca  was  worth  it.    he  throws  three  pebbles,    hoping  that  he  doesn’t  catch  her  aunt’s  attention  if  she  is  home.    /    @beehavingbadly​

[vincevanbro]

📲 bee 🍑

vince: hey pretty

vince: i'm at the bar by ur crib rumor

vince: come get drunk on me

[ktmats]

are you in love with bianca?

Excuse me while I laugh hysterically.