#c:kale

[criesformercy-blog]

"Um, 'scuse me?" Kale spoke, tugging on their pants.

[the-grannydiaries-blog]

whatthe-kale replied to your post:Kale wanted to know what you think of Brits? GET IT, GIRL!

I was asking for Noah, so he will leave me and the bae alone.

"Asking for Noah", he says. Isn't that what they always say? It's always "asking for a friend". 

[the-grannydiaries-blog]

Kale wanted to know what you think of Brits? GET IT, GIRL!

All the Brits be wanting some of this fabulousness. 

[the-grannydiaries-blog]

whatthe-kale replied to your post:So I'm curious to know, what's your opinion on Brits?

Ouch, Granny. That hurts. I thought we had something.

[criesformercy-blog]

"Um, 'scuse me?" Kale spoke, tugging on their pants.

[criesformercy-blog]

"Righto. Yes. Okay. Bye." Kale said, fobbing the person off - he had no idea what they'd even been blathering on about, but to be honest he didn't give a shit.

[criesformercy-blog]

"Will ya piss off? I thought I made it pretty clear I'm tryna read here." Kale spoke calmly, not even bothering to spare his classmate a glance - he was reading.

[peyton-duquette-blog]

-sleeping on the floor outside Peytons room-

Peyton opened her door slowly, silently, and shrunk away why she spotted Kale asleep before her. She swallowed and poked her head out of the door. She knew that if she was to carefully get over Kale she could make it to Delilah’s empty room  - at least that had a lock on the door. And so, taking a couple of steps back for a run up, she moved as fast as her little legs would carry her, jumped over her brother and dashed into her older sister’s empty room. Peyton slammed the door behind her and locked it immediately before flinging herself onto the bed and burying herself under the covers.