#chaos--mode

[archived-stories]

“... Why do I get the feelin’ that I’m boutta hafta kick Jack’s ass...?”

[archived-stories]

“... You pull the gun on Mike an’ I pull the gun out on you, carrot top, ya got me?”

Is. Is he roasting/threatening his counterpart???

[resplendentdare]

@chaos--mode asked: ❝ Okay, let’s investigate! You and me, girl investigators. Love it! ❞

A smile slowly spread out onto Saskia's lips as she nodded, linking her arm with Ren. "I swear to god if this investigation ends with us dying horribly, I will haunt you for the rest of eternity."

[resplendentdare]

@chaos--mode asked: ❝ There's no one I'd rather be stranded in time with, future or present. ❞

Saskia sat cross-legged across from Ren, her back and her head leaning against the wall as she smiled softly. "Don't you get all sentimental on me, it doesn't suit you."

[resplendentdare]

@chaos--mode asked: “ You can charm anyone except the one person you want most. ”

Saskia took a long swig of her beer, her eyes widening a little at Ren's words. "I'm taking that as a compliment because you said I can charm anyone, does that mean I can charm you?"

[exquisitebutterfly]

@chaos--mode asked: ❝ I can tell when you're lying. I can see it in your face. ❞

Quinni hated how well Ren could tell when something was wrong. She was used to being able to lie to people about being okay and them not giving a second thought to it. Truthfully, the redhead was grateful to have someone like the other in her life. She knew Ren would always make sure she was okay.

Letting out a small sigh, Quinni turned to face Ren. "I just... I am tired of always having to be the bigger person," she murmured as she fidgeted with her hands. "I am always having to push aside my own feelings and it is exhausting."

[resplendentdare]

@chaos--mode liked for a starter!

Despite going to award shows being literally part of her job, Saskia always hated them. If it wasn't the photographers yelling at her, it was the stress of having to perform or knowing she probably wasn't going to win.

She was also hyper aware that she wasn't exactly the most welcomed at American award shows, most people still hadn't come around to the fact that pop music could be sung in something other than English and be successful in America.

It was infuriating.

Wrapping her arms around Ren's middle, she rested her chin on the other's shoulder. "I'm ready to go already, fuck these award shows honestly."

[resplendentdare]

There's a heavy, resounding clang! as Ren drops her cartoonishly large bag of ingredients on the counter in the shared kitchen. And then she sweeps down the hall, upbeat pop song blaring from her phone as she kicks in her roomie's door.

❝ Wake uuuupppp, bestie! I'm taking you out for overpriced coffee, and then we're makin' stupid Valentine's pastries and shit. ❞

Saskia was absolutely not in the mood for doing anything for Valentines Day, the whole "holiday" was stupid and pointless, especially when you're single. She was fed up of having it shoved into her face.

Tossing a Hello Kitty plush towards the door, she groaned as she pulled the blanket over her head. "Go awayyyyy!! I'm sleeping!"