I think I forgot to mention I would like blurb # 32 please. Thank you again:)
“C’mon, babe. I said I was sorry! You can put your show back on if you’d like!” Luke whined, taking a sip out of his beer, which made Raabia even madder.
Luke had been drinking all night when he promised it was gonna be a movie night of just them and a bunch of sweets. They agreed on watching Supernatural until she left to go pee to come back and see Luke had taken Netflix off and was now drunkenly yelling at the football (soccer?) match on tv. That had been the last strike of today and Raabia decided to give him the silent treatment but stay there, knowing it would annoy him more. She took out her phone and opened the Instagram, as Luke opened another beer much to her annoyance. He started drinking from it but something went down the wrong pipe and he started coughing it out, Raabia looking at him but as soon as she noticed he was gonna be okay she went back to her phone.
“Honestly? I’m suffocating and you’re on your fucking phone? How many times do I need to tell you i’m sorry? It’s just a fucking show, please babe.” Luke insisted, pushing himself further onto the couch.
“You can’t really think I’m mad about the show. You always do this. We make plans and you either bail on me or get drunk and barely pay attention, Luke. I’m tired.” Raabia sighed, finally speaking up and making Luke sigh, even in his drunken state being able to understand this.
“You’re right, I’m sorry. From now on, just you and me. No drinks, no bandmates, no bailing. Just us. Okay?” He promised and slurred over his words, making Raabia sigh but nod, letting him pull her into a hug.
“I love you so much, i’m sorry I’m such a dickhead.” He whispered, making her laugh and cuddle into his chest.
“I know, but you’re my dickhead.”
A nice song out of my itunes + my favorite line from it :
'Thoughts read, unspoken, forever in vow,And pieces of memories fall to the ground.'
you’re really pretty and your theme is super nice