“okay, but just this once.” krisa jerks her head towards the rear rack of her bike, offering the makeshift seat at last. “i don’t think this old bike could survive becoming a personal taxi service.” @sheebwrites
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“okay, but just this once.” krisa jerks her head towards the rear rack of her bike, offering the makeshift seat at last. “i don’t think this old bike could survive becoming a personal taxi service.” @sheebwrites
“all right, braids, so here’s the story. i was getting ready to cook dinner for once, thinking it would be nice for you to return home to -- i know, i’m too thoughtful -- but when i turned on the stove, i didn’t see the clothing pile on the counter and well, uh, story short . . . that jacket you borrowed from hana’s is now kinda, a more fashionable smoky black dish rag, you could say.” / @sheebwrites
❝ i know she’s your FRIEND, but she literally costed her last company MILLIONS of dollars for fraud, anna. we don’t even have ten dollars. ❞ it seemed like a pretty simple decision to krisa, but somehow hana still manages to have a magical hold over anna. possibly in the form of expensive perfumes and push-up bras.
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❝ so, i know it’s technically my turn to host our friday get-together dinner, BUT, what if, instead of me sweating my butt off getting a thousand pots and pans and plates dirty with cooking, i ordered us some bomb-ass pizzas? huh? some cheese-stuffed crust? some parmesan balls? the possibilities are ENDLESS, man; let’s just really live it up and get a buncha pepper packets, my treat. ❞ @sheebwrites
flops on kenma like a cat. / @sheebwrites
“ i’m not going down because of YOUR mistake. ” / @sheebwrites
words blur into background noise / it falls upon distracted ears. ann doesn’t know how long it’s been since her vent begins, beginning with something about her manager &. quickly deviating about her modeling career overall. normally she isn’t one to divulge such private information, but makoto has always been someone ... comforting. her presence makes the barriers fall, the guards drop, lips to part freely without fear of judgment. it’s why she loves talking to makoto. ( &. perhaps for a reason or two more --- ) regardless, her speech draws to an end, &. she turns to makoto with a smile that appears more like pure sunshine, warm / bright / softest caress of lights.
❛ --- anyways, that’s the last time i ever go near him. makoto, you still listening ? ❜ // @sheebwrites
squeezing mud from her ponytail with one hand & wiping away remnants of a man with another, aranea sighs. her smirk’s the brightest thing on her. “ you sure know how to keep a girl pleasantly surprised. gotta say, not exactly how i pictured this whole treasure huntin’ thing to go ----- but it’s been, ah, quite a blast so far. ” quite a few blasts actually, but she’s not complaining. ! @sheebwrites