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imessage - everyone
sage: woke up with a bottle of whiskey ... a new piercing apparently
sage: i've taken four advils already .. hows your morning goin so far
aubs: a new piercing where? (~;
aubs: i had a breakfast burrito so i'm good i'm cool
“i wouldn’t call it an option. maybe a punishment from something i did in another life. still, this whole nautical themed shit should make me feel like i’m on a cruise ship, meanwhile i just feel like i have sand in my ass. i fuckin’ hate it.”
“if you wanted to feel like you were on a cruise ship, why didn’t you just, i don’t know, go on a cruise ship?”
“can someone remind me again why i got the room that smells like saltwater and dick? it’s fucking awful, and i can already feel the endless amount of seamen jokes that are heading my way. god, someone please switch with me.”
“there was an option for a room smelling like saltwater and dick?”
“Look, it could actually be, like, 2035 for all we know. Time is nothing but a manmade concept. What better way to celebrate the fact than getting totally wasted?”
“i have never related to a statement more in my life.”
“You are lame for not recognizing how awesome that sounded. Admit it, you wish you would’ve thought of that.”
“i’m not admitting to something that isn’t true.”
❝ okay, okay, bella, now you’re seriously making me worried about you! you drank bleach twice?! you need to be more careful, i don’t want to have to hear about you having to call poison control. ❞
“there’s no need to worry, i promise. i’m a tough girl.”
“right, well, maybe you should lay down for a bit just in case. do you have the munchies or anything?”
“yes, but i always have the munchies.”
“so if i told you i had my eyes on a really nice bra that compliments the colors of your sheets … you’d hook your favorite bitter booze-lovin’ girl up?” sage asked, her eyebrows knitting together. she bit her lip, as a slightly more worried expression grew on her face. “i’d feel like shit if you bought me nice shit and i couldn’t do anything in return.”
“of course. anything for you, baby.” aubergine noticed sage’s change in expressions and reached down to grab her hand. as much as she wanted to say ‘there’s plenty of things you can do in return’ with a wink, aubergine felt a serious tension in the air. “you mean a lot to me, and i want to make you happy. if buying you nice things does that, then i don’t mind splurging a little.”
❝ oh mio, Dio, bella! are you telling me that you accidentally mixed your paint with your lemonade? was it toxic? are you going to be okay? do you need to go to the emergency room? bella! you’re making me very worried! ❞
“yes, probably, most likely, and no. you’re talking to someone who has drank bleach twice before and was completely fine after.”
“Um, are you feeling alright? Y’know, after drinking the oil paint water or something.”
“my head feels kinda fuzzy, but that might be a side effect of the weed.”
“Please email it to [email protected] Why biz? Because I just gave you the business.”
“are you aware of how lame that sounded?”
Taking a bubble bath never fails to make me feel like a princess.
“have you used bath bombs before? i feel like i’m in heaven when i use them.”
❝ Never heard of Pajama Sam? Wow, that’s sort of sad. You’re missing out a bit, I must tell you. Ah, blue hair. Yes, it’s quite lovely. I personally have always preferred pink but I appreciate a nice blue. ❞
“i was kind of a sheltered child. i used to have pink hair. it was fun.”
“i’ll be sure to notify you mid-orgasm next time. my ‘sugar mami’? so what, you’ll take me out to dinner n’ buy me nice lingerie or somethin’?”
“if that’s what you want, then yeah. but you’re not limited to only those options.”
“what defines a piece’s significance?”
“if it’s for somebody or something. in this case, i was just messing around.”
