#callipygcus

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@callipygcus

“Are you chapstick because I want you all over my mouth.”

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╰ ✶ @callipygcus.      continued from here.

       By the time Will got to the kitchen Chloe was already sitting down and pouring cereal into a bowl.  By looking at her you’d think nothing had gone wrong and the kitchen behind her wasn’t a total disaster.  “I tried to be a good girlfriend for once, was going to surprise you with breakfast in bed.  Pancakes, toast, bacon, the whole nine yards, but since I can’t cook for shit you’re getting cereal.  Sorry, maybe you’d be better off dating Rachel Ray or something.” Shrugging Chloe took a spoonful of cereal and went back to trying to figure out the maze on the back of the box.  She really had tried but after one thing went wrong the girl’s frustrations became too much and she gave in.  She felt bad, the one time she actually tried to do something nice and it all went up in flames..literally. Stealing a glance at Will she really hoped he wasn’t too disappointed, “sorry, I really did try, I know it’s one of the few days I don’t have rehearsal and I wanted to do something, but- yeah…” she didn’t even finish her sentence, she just looked over at the kitchen with disappointment.

     in his sleep disorientated state, will doesn’t even notice the conditions of the kitchen when he first walks into the room. brown hues are trained on the raven-haired female seated at the table. he doesn’t think anything of her sitting there eating cereal until his eyes wander away from her to see the mess that resided upon the stove and counters. sight is trained on the mess rather than chloe when she tries to explain to him what happened. he’s not angry in the least. he wasn’t awake enough yet for that, though that’s not to say he would be if he was. it wasn’t something to get mad over as there seemed to be no permanent damage to the kitchen. the thought she had tried to surprise him with breakfast in bed brought a small smile to his lips. the male can’t help but shake his head as he took a couple steps into the kitchen to grab a bowl from the cupboard. ❛ you know you don’t have to try and impress me, chlo. ❜ he tells her, grinning as he takes the seat next to her at the table. ❛ didn’t we decide in like, high school that when we got older we’d just eat all microwave food and take out. ❜

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callipygcus  are you gonna be my girl // jet

“i said you look so fine that i really wanna make you mine.” 

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callipygcus i don’t wanna be your girl // wet

“i don’t wanna be your girl no more. i just wanna see you up and out that door.” 

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LUCY: I think I'm gonna repaint my room

LUCY: any suggestions

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callipygcus

theo wasn’t only eager but also anxious to see the girl that he loved. it had been a long eight months and he decided that moving to the city where she lived was the best option for him. it was going to be a surprise for her, sure, but theo knew that it would be a good surprise. so, as he got off the plane, he tried his hardest to not smile more than necessary because the people on the plane had already thought he was crazy when he had two bottles of water on a four hour flight. he took a taxi to julia’s place, chatting with the driver about the city and the many museums and places it held. it was a much needed change from where he was living before. as they arrived at julia’s, theo took in a deep breath, thanking the driver by giving him a generous tip. he was nervous to see the dark haired girl again, which was probably expected because it had been so long. what happened if she revealed that she no longer loved him? he’d just packed all of his bags and shipped them hundreds of miles away. if that happened, this would be an absolute disaster. he walked to the door, both of this hands carrying bags. he set one of them down, knocking on the door, a grin on his face when a man answered. this wasn’t just any man, he was a big guy. a big and handsome guy at that. theo could feel his face go pale as he looked up at the man, clearing his throat. “i uh-- must have the wrong place.” he murmured, struggling to keep eye contact. “julia serano-- doesn’t live here, right? i have the wrong place?” at this point, his heart was racing incredibly fast. either he had the wrong house and was making a complete fool out of himself or julia had an incredibly huge dude as her maid. 

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     “word on the street and it’s on the news, i’m not gonna teach him how to dance with you,”

evan had watched from her bed, arms over his head as he looked at his best friend, the same feeling that he felt when she was going to hang out with her boyfriend for the next couple hours and he was going to be stuck here in the apartment they shared. even though her boyfriend hated it -- he didn’t have anywhere else to go and she was the only one he trusted. “you already know i don’t like your boyfriend because of the way he treats you. but, hey, it’s none of my business...” it sounded bitter he sighed. “i’m sorry. i really do hope you have fun tonight. and if you have it in your heart to bring me back leftovers that would be great.”