starter for @peytcns !!
The warm sun was beating down on Brooke although she was buried far enough into Peytons neck to still be sleeping, if her phone wasn’t ringing. Groaning softly the blonde reached out and swiped for her phone, picking it up with a sharp inhale, “ugh, it’s my mom again. I wish she’d stop calling me, obviously I don’t want to talk to her.” The blonde mumbled sleepily before slapping the red button and tossing her phone to the floor, hoping to god that it broke. “Why can’t we just stay here forever, Pey. I don’t want to go home.”











