Sep 17, 2016
[text]:its gotten to the point where if her hand isn't on my butt i think we're in a fight
txt: You do have a nice butt.txt: Though, if we’re being honest, my butt is far superior.
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[text]:its gotten to the point where if her hand isn't on my butt i think we're in a fight
txt: You do have a nice butt.txt: Though, if we’re being honest, my butt is far superior.
[text]:Should we discuss the rug burns on my back or just save that for a separate conversation
txt: Discuss.txt: Because I can’t let your mind go off to ridiculous places.txt: You pissed me off and I tackled you to the floor. You wrestled back. Pathetically I might add.txt: Your penis was not involved.
[text]: You know how I told you I don't have many naked pics? Apparently that changed last night.
txt: Is this before or after you tried an Engorgio spell on your dick?txt: Merely speculation.txt: Though you did send me a picture of your very naked elbow.txt: Very sexy ;) lol
[text]: Frankly, since I met you, I practically exist in a state of constant readiness for sex
txt: You’ve been ready for sex since we were infants?txt: I am now one part impressed and another part concernedtxt: Though this does explain some things
✉ø♀&
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
txt: I did unthinkable things with Darius Nott after the Valentine’s Auction party and you may or may not have been in the room when it happened and I still don’t know if you heard us or not but I’m really hoping that you weren’t there or temporarily became deaf.
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
txt: Get your arse out of bed.txt: I can’t sleep and that means you can’t sleep.txt: It’s time for an adventure. Be sure to wear your lucky pants.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
txt: do you think my parents would be proud of me?
Send “&” for a LOVING text.
txt: You’re an idiot and I love you.txt: And just as a reminder as to why you put up with my adorable self, I’m really happy that you’re still in my life. You’re not allowed to leave. Just so you know. You’re stuck with me.
💓 ,⇕- Tristam
💓 - And a name to ask if they would start a relationship with them.
Not as they are now. And especially not now when she’s still got confusing feelings elsewhere. Being with Tristam isn’t something that Faye would ever rule out. Even as a kid she’d consider the idea of one day being with him, having heard his father and her aunt joke about it enough times. She likes Tristam as a person and as a friend. She would certainly give him the chance but only if it felt right. And only at the right time.
⇕ - And a name to ask if they would sleep with them.
With her current virginal status, Faye has given some thought to who she might lose her virginity to. She doesn’t care for it to mean anything or be some storybook romance. She would, however, like it to at least be with someone that she likes as a person. Tristam always seemed a good contender for that.
Even if her virginity weren’t a factor, Faye would still consider it. He is fit. He isn’t a bad kisser. So long as he won’t let it ruin their friendship, she wouldn’t either.
✮- Tristam
✮- And a name to hear their real feelings for them.
Tristam is one of Faye’s oldest friends. For as long as she could remember, he was there. And what they have she considers a friendship, but just that for now. Despite their flirting, and a few kisses as they continue to stumble into their maturity, she considers him to be the nice, proper, handsome boy she knew since she was young. Of course, she isn’t blind. She’ll fully admit that, yes, Tristam Adams is fit. Yes, he is a great catch. But Faye also knows that he can be a complete idiot. Still, she does love him. It isn’t the big ‘L’ type of love, nor is it like loving a brother- given their history, that would be far too inappropriate a descriptions.
Ultimately, Faye has felt like her and Tristam were always on this line, constantly toeing the line of platonic and not. She wouldn’t care either way she fell. All she cares about is keeping him in her life. After losing her parents to Azkaban, Faye couldn’t bare the idea of losing someone else she cared about, especially over something so petty.
txt; How did you end up breaking into that laundromat at 3am? I saw the snapchat but like…How? (from Emily)
txt: it was easytxt: the back door was unlocked and i made a bet with tristam that i could fit into one of the dryerstxt: i couldtxt: guess whos 20 galleons richer