hawkinssoull

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Eddie hid their face behind their hair and they laughed " you're joking right?......" They rubbed the back of their neck awkwardly " yog could ask anyone to go to the dance with you ...you're hot -"

hawkinssoull

@mordorrings     (  . . .  )       . . .       no ?        [            the blonde     responded      to their  question   ,    tilting her head to the side .           she hadn’t been     joking at all .    she blinked at        their words     ,      cheeks a little pink .        ]           ‘ hot ‘    is     a bit   much     ,    isn’t it    ?    im   / really /     not    ,     and      I’m          really     not      a great      dancer    either     ,     but I like     to think my company and good humour makes up for it.      .      [         she chuckled     ,      before raising her     eyebrow .      ]       why    / shouldn’t / I ask    you ?      your     company     is    a   / lot / better    than    some     of    those      jerks around here .
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prttybyswg

/ hear me out...Billy gaining weight during the winter since the gyms are closed for the holidays, so...fluffy Billy✨
          
          "Tell Joyce to stop making us cookies! It's making me fat!" Billy whined, trying to squeeze into his jeans but the button popped off.

hawkinssoull

@prttybyswg      /       yasss ,    I loveeee 
            
            (  . . .  )           uh— no .    / you / can    tell    joyce    if    / you / don’t want     any of those    delicious  cookies    anymore  .    I    ,     on the other hand ,     am not going to miss    out    on those heavenly baked    goods .       [          the blonde     smirked     ,     leaning down to      pick up     the button ,     before flicking     it back     over towards him ,     having to hide     her laugh     with a     cough when it hit the centre of his forehead .       ]         oh come     / on / .     you’re not fat .
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prttybyswg

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"Mornin' princess." Billy appeared in her...wait, his room?? With a bottle of ibuprofen and some breakfast including a shit ton of water for her to drink. He seemed very nonchalant, as if nothing happened - and it truly didn't. She got hella wasted at a party, and to save her and her father from embarrassment, he carried her home, let her get comfortable and knock out in his bed while he slept on the couch. He's always known for being a douche and for sleeping around but for once he did the right thing. Drunk girls aren't his type. 
          
          "You decent?" Billy asked, making sure she actually had clothes on; he laid out some of his own clothes for her to change into if she wanted but obviously didn't take hers off.

hawkinssoull

@prttybyswg      (  . . .  )         [         a groan left the     blonde’s    lips       ,      as    her face buried into     the pillow     ,     escaping the small stream of     light peeking through    the  curtains .       ]         urgh . . .       that’s not my name . . .     [        it was     only then     when it properly registered     in    amelia’s  head     who had spoken    .    instantly ,    her eyes flew open .      ]        the hell     .  .  .      / hargrove /    ?      [         her head snapped    up ,    too quickly    clearly ,    as     her head pounded   immediately.     squinting ,    her eyes adjusted to her surroundings     ,      surveying the very unfamiliar room .    immediately ,    she thought the worst   .           ]          oh . . .      fuck—       what did I do    ?        [        what time was it ?    her dad    was gonna kill her .    her hand     scrambled forward ,    snatching    some of the    items    off the bed    ,    realising she was still in her clothes from the previous night .      she shrugged on     the sweater    ,     hair a birds nest    .       ]       yeah ,    I’m decent!—       how did… what…     how did I get here ?
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prttybyswg

@hawkinssoull 
          
          The young man didn't flinch, instead froze at her touch. Max sighed as she helped him inside, letting him rest on her couch only after he insisted on taking his shoes off. It's another habit of his...you can probably guess where he learned it from as well. His eyes filled with tears which he blamed on the sickness. He looked over with remorse in his eyes. "You don't deserve this, Max...I'm sorry." (Just like his final words- I mean pffft whattt-)
          "And I'm sorry you had to see this..."
          "Billy shut up, he didn't hurt me," Max replied in her usual tone, to sort of distract herself from the impending trauma. "At least you didn't leave me there right? Wouldn't put it past you though," she taunted to lighten his mood. Billy wouldn't let her out of his sight; he refused to sleep and she wasn't allowed to even use the bathroom without him guarding the door to make sure his father didn't find them.