"It's about the baby. It's yours." ☏:my muse's voicemail to your muse after a huge fight. [text]:This is why you're my best friend. (these are also from finn)
“It’s about the baby. It’s yours.“
Jamie arched an eyebrow, amused by their friend’s words as she tried to hold back a muffled laughter, walking closer to the male and resting their hand on his stomach, a small tear running down their cheek with ease “I cannot believe this miracle, this must be a signal. The lizard god wants us to be on his team, this is our way to heaven Finn. This is our opportunity to redeem ourselves. You could be Virgin Mary without the virgin and I’ll be Joseph, but a good-looking version. I’ll take care of ya. You, me, and the lizard baby.”
☏:my muse’s voicemail to your muse after a huge fight.
“Of fucking course you are not picking up the phone. Jesus Christ dude, what if I was dying and I needed you? Just because we had a fight you wouldn’t pick up and I’d waste my last call on you for nothing? Rude. Listen, I know, I know I fucked up, we both did. And a lot was said last night. I think I let my frustration and anger come out and you were just there and I am sorry. I really am. I’m not used to opening up to people, to anyone other than Sienna, and when I felt like I could open up to you, I freaked out. I’m sorry. Just, can you please let me make it up to you? Because all day today I’ve been grumpy and I hate life like this, I hate not texting you when something stupid happens or criticizing strangers through FaceTime with you. What I’m trying to say is, I fucking missed you today and I am losing my marbles here. Please, call me when you get this. Please.”
[text]:This is why you’re my best friend.
[text]: what do u mean THIS is why.
[text]: fuck off there are a THOUSAND reasons why im your best friend
[text]: the most important one being: we both hate people, doing stuff and we like food alcohol and drugs. and we are awesome.