here with me.

wylie. twenty-one. my mistresses' eyes are nothing like the sun. 

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@wybie: I know we’ve been friends for too long because he comes over here and the first thing he does is take off his damn shirt.

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It felt as if Wylie hadn’t seen her sister in months. Despite living together, it felt as though their schedules just never lined up, and due to her last-minute Spring Break trip, the distance had grown even greater. However, Wylie was taking her self-quarantine as a sign; a sign to spend more time with @madiganfyfe​, at least when she was around. Of course the short blonde had occupied her time with Rush over the last few days, but even so she needed to talk to Madi about a few things. 

So, she’d gotten herself out of bed and thrown her hair up into a messy bun atop her head, her baby hairs flying out everywhere as she worked her hands into a ball of dough on the counter. In retrospect, she should’ve been in her room in true quarantine fashion, but the amount of contact she’d had with Rush completely negated that fact, so she had taken to stress-making bread. Currently it was packed with her favorite cheese and a lot of garlic, and she continuously pressed her small fists into the ball until she heard the door to the apartment open, a bright look appearing on her face, even as she kept her eyes on her task. “Hello stranger!” she called back, a smile spreading her lips. “I’m making quarantine bread!”

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text: Wyles

Winter: No they don't count in this

Wylie: oh then you're way ahead of me

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text: Wyles

Winter: Good.

Winter: Because I only like, like....6 people

Wylie: is that including your family?

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text: Wyles

Winter: Just have to make sure you're aware

Winter: Eh...

Winter: Doesn't mean I like him

Wylie: you are in no way obligated to like him

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gold forever || rush&wylie

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almeidarush‌:

Rush noticed her sudden movements away from him after he ran his fingers through his hair. Of course, he did not correlate them with the correct cause, thinking instead that he had gone too far and crossed some kind of friendship boundary. Given his crush as well, this shot panic through him. He was bale to remain mostly calm exteriorly, but the tension in his body returned quickly and he took the chance to stand up. “I’ll go see what’s down there.” he spoke quickly, trying not to let on how nervous he was now. 

He took a little longer than necessary in the kitchen, talking himself off a ledge as he prepared his snack. When he came back he was calmer, though intent on keeping his distance. As he walked in the room he held two halves of avocado in his hands, both with spoons in them, holding one out to her as he approached the bed. “Who cares what other food you have when you have these?” he smirked, taking a bite of his own once his hand was freed, then speaking with his mouth full “The grocery stores have been nuts lately, it’s a whole event just to try to find what you want. They’re at least starting to settle down and be able to restock now, thankfully. You know me, I can’t handle that many people in one place on a normal occasion, much less when everyone is frantic and upset and easily pissed off.”

How on Earth was Wylie supposed to explain to her best friend that his simple action of running his fingers through her hair had sent such a jolting response through her veins? Not easily, that was for damn sure. The blonde’s cheeks were in a seemingly permanent state of red now, her skin so hot to the touch that it could be mistaken for a fever. But as Rush stood up, she felt rather guilty for having jolted away from him, knowing full well that she possibly ruined any moment that they were having, and she didn’t know how to feel about that.

In Rush’s absence, Wylie finally changed out of her robe into one of her more comfortable dresses. She was just getting done buttoning up the top button when he came back in, a bright smile appearing on her face as she reached to take her half of the avocado. “People give these such a bad rap,” she muttered, taking a spoonful into her mouth before she sat back on her bed. “They’re literally the perfect snack, y’know?” Wylie sighed, her eyes finding Rush’s face once more as she reached out to brush her knuckles across his cheek. “I’m sorry the grocery store regulars are being a nightmare.”

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text: Wyles

Winter: Ew

Winter: you already know how i feel about him

Wylie: I do, you mention it often

Wylie: he's not a bad guy, Win

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text: freesh ah-vah-cah-doo

Rush: too late

Rush: listen we all like his butt

Wylie: then you agree that you'd take Henry Cavill over just about anyone

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text: freesh ah-vah-cah-doo

Rush: yes. That will do.

Rush: ouch...harsh

Rush: soup boy is going to cry in the soup and ruin it now

Wylie: don't cry in the soup, boy

Wylie: I just like his butt

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text: freesh ah-vah-cah-doo

Rush: I accept no less than five very high quality memes or ten moderate quality ones.

Rush: This is my fee

Rush: toss a coin to your soup boy

Wylie: can we trade the ten moderate memes for three quality Tik Tok videos?

Wylie: if my soup boy was Henry Cavill he'd be getting tossed my entire self but alas, I can give you memes and probably a dollar

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text: freesh ah-vah-cah-doo

Rush:first of all, stupid question dummy you know I'm coming over

Rush: secondly, yes I will be soup delivery boy. But I expect a tip.

Wylie: what kind of tip would you like? I've got some pretty good memes on my phone.

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text: freesh ah-vah-cah-doo

Rush: how can I be of service, m'lady?

Wylie: firstly, are you coming over today or have I exhausted you with my presence

Wylie: two, if you do come over, will you grab the leftover butternut squash soup in the fridge and possibly bring it to Winnie?

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text: Wyles

Winter: I've sent a couple..well not full on nudes. Like a pg-13 version

Winter: Because he got to see the real thing not too long after.

Winter: And some of them are questionable, I'm not good with lighting and angles lately

Wylie: I haven't sent a nude in quite some time

Wylie: I think the last one I sent was to Mike, actually

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text: Wyles

Winter: I have some really tasteful nudes I took too and they look amazing

Winter: You have a perfect ass okay

Wylie: you should send them to Calum. I bet he'd like them.

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text: Wyles

Winter: Listen...my titties are nice

Winter: Even if they are too big

Wylie: I know they are!

Wylie: what I lack in boob I make up for in ass and thigh

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text: Wyles

Winter: My titties are too big for that

Winter: I can lock my legs but the wrists might be a squeeze

Wylie: another point for the itty bitty titty committee

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text: Wyles

Winter: ....true

Winter: That gives them the chance to bend forward and flip me off of them

Wylie: the trick is locking your ankles together and grabbing hold of your wrist!

Wylie: literally be a koala