“What did you just call me?”
Send me “What did you just call me?” and I will generate a number from 1-40 for what my muse will have called yours.
“I called you showoff.”

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“What did you just call me?”
Send me “What did you just call me?” and I will generate a number from 1-40 for what my muse will have called yours.
“I called you showoff.”
Fiona sighed in exasperation, completely annoyed at the fact she has to attend these stupid group meetings. She doesn’t need to talk to a room full of strangers about her problems. She has her therapist and Holly J to talk to about things, if she needs to. Which she doesn’t. She’s totally fine. Looking over the large circle of chairs, she finds one by the window. As she looks outside, she wishes she could be some where else; like, shopping. Letting out a wistful sigh as a pink- haired girl sat in the seat next to her.
“God, I wish I didn’t have to be here,” she mutters just loud enough for the girl to hear.
pxcini
(casually does that meme thing) Lola was taken aback by the crying girl, and for a second she thought it wrong of her, until she willed herself to be the bigger person and set her shopping bags aside. "Fi-fi, what's wrong?" She asked, grabbing a box of tissues for herself because when others cried, she did too. "Also, your mascara is running so uh, here." She passed the tissues to the girl, biting her lip worriedly.
Fiona hadn’t even heard anyone come in, so the sudden sound of Lola’s voice startled her slightly. Sniffling, she wiped away some of the tears with the back of her hand. “N-nothing,” she answered, brushing it off. “It’s just...one of those days,” she adds, her voice cracking slightly as more tears break through. Taking the tissues as Lola handed them over, gently dabbing at her mascara-stained cheeks.
"Pacini! Please tell me you don't have anything to do later??"
“that was because i looked cute. you expect me to ignore how cute i am?? and we totally had proof, the blackmailing was coming from your address, grace said so.”
"you do realize i live with two other people who also go to school at degrassi right ?? the blackmailing coming from my house was terrible proof."
pxcini:
”i’m scared”
"What are you scared of?"
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❝ I'm FELINE myself. Heh... get it? Like a cat? ----And Beyoncé ?? ❞
& pxcini
❛so you're saying we're together ? that's REALLY the line of fire you're going with ? one bad event & that's your solution ?!❜