#m:rymony lives

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( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u

Ryder: Hey...

Ryder: Babe come on, don’t do that.

Ryder: Three weeks and it’ll be like we were never apart! We’ll get cheap Chinese and you can reenact all of that one musical you always talk about!

Ryder: The one with the puppets or the one about Wizard of Oz?? What about the one with the cats (though it realllllllly creeps me out that they’re human cats and I still don’t get that whole thing)...

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[text] We need to talk

[Harmony]: We need to talk

[Ryder]: Look…for the last time.

[Ryder]: I said I was sorry for throwing your veggie chips off of the balcony.

[Ryder]: I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND THEM. Vegetables aren’t chips! Chips aren’t vegetables! I just don’t get why they’re trying to be something that they aren’t.

[Ryder]: I’ll buy you a new bag.

[Ryder]: …This is what you’re texting about, right?

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[TEXT] you look like you’re having a fun time tonight

[Harmony]: you look like you’re having a fun time tonight

[Ryder]: HEY HEY HYE

[Ryder]: heeeeeeeeeeey

[Ryder]: just because i like turtles doesn’ mean i hate the ocean

[Ryder]: GET IT

[Ryder]: did you know i had tequila DID YOU

[Ryder]: I just want to hold yo and tell u about the turles

[Ryder]: turles

[Ryder]: turtles

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Ryder: Guess what day it isssss

Ryder: GUESS WH

Ryder: GUESS

Ryder: Why arent you guessing

Ryder: Itsssss HUMP DAYEEEE

Ryder: Like the camel

Ryder: I like camels lets go to the zoo

Ryder: Youre so pretty. Come home. I have BEER

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Love Meeeee.

Love Me:I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Ryder wasn’t even sure what it was exactly she had said to him in the last couple of minutes. Not that it didn’t matter to him, nor had she noticed since she had her back to him. She was going on about the day before, something that had happened at a NYADA audtion she’d attended, as she continued to stir and stir the pot of whatever soup she had decided on making that morning. Harmony was an overthinker and, not knowing if she was to be home by the time Ryder would be, she always managed to fix some sort of quick meal for him to eat in case she wouldn’t be available to him later. Spite the extra task in the morning, she never seemed to skip a beat. He watched her, a small glimmering twinkle in his eye, as her hand movements flourished as her story’s climax got closer. He could only see one side of her as she stood at the stove, but he could tell by the scrunch of her nose that she was reliving the dramatic emotions of whatever had troubled her enough to tell him such a story. Her long, black hair struggled to reach the small of her back when she wore it down, as she was then, and the shirt she wore was one of his that she’d acquired at some point the night before. He could watch her for hours, his interest in her body movements being one that would never slumber. He hadn’t realized he’d stood up from his place at their small dining room table, leaving his warm cup of coffee behind as he peered up behind her, slinking his arms lazily around her waist to block her from her stance at the stove.

“Before you ask, yes I was listening. The chick sounds like a real bitch.”

The sides of his mouth crinkled up as he dared not to grin, knowing the wrath of Harmony when he interrupted her stories. He was never able to help himself. Mornings like this were ones he wouldn’t trade for anything in all the world. Mornings like this, with her, were ones that life were all about.

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☎ // ♣ // ☠ // ☼

Send ☎ for an emotional voice mail 

Ryder: [bottle clinking] Cheers! Cheers to ‘Man Night’ with da boyyyyysss! Cheers to boobs cause..come on now. Cheers to Batman, Marty McFly, the Ghostbusters, Britney Spears, and lastly Harmony Pearce. Because without Harmony Pearce, there would be no Ryder Lynn. And Ryder Lynn misses Harmony Pearce. He wishes he could..he could see her more often. I wish I could see her more often…-call ended-

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

Ryder: It’s really hard. Her being busy so much. Sometimes I feel like I weight her down but then I feel bad feeling that way. She loves me. I know she does.

Send ☠ for misguided advice

Ryder: Okay look, Harm, you really want my advice? Get a turtle. Your apartment doesn’t allow pets but those technically aren’t pet-pets. They mean like cats, dogs, hamsters..those sort of things. But a turtle? Turtles can just wander in! If your landlord ever finds it, just be like 'it’s not mine! It wandered in front outside! I’ll take it back out!’ but..you never take it back out. That’s genius, right?!

Send ☼ for a promise

Ryder: I promise you that..no matter if I’m on the other side of the globe, I will not miss your first broadway performance. I’ll be front row, waiting with flowers. I’ll sit through the whole thing and be the proudest person in the entire world. You’ll be perfect, I know you will.

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"How many time have I told you to be more careful?" // "Never a dull day with you!"

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”

“Harm. Baby. Sweetheart. The apple of my eye and the light of my existence. You know I’ll always value your opinion but..do you honestly think that I meant to back the car into the mailbox? I didn’t wake up this morning and, while eating my Eggos, thought ‘Yep! I wanna take out the mailbox today!’. I’ll go out and get a new one today, I promise!”

“Never a dull day with you!”

“Would you rather be the boring, old couple who sits in rocking chairs, crochets, and scratches each other’s liver spots? I like to think that I want to see the world with you and I want to start now. Good enough for you?”