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Lillian laughed in a sorrowful way, "I know that much."
"This conversation alone is depressing… Oh the irony,"
Lillian laughed in a sorrowful way, "I know that much."
"This conversation alone is depressing… Oh the irony,"
Cooper's head snapped up in surprise, "Who are you to tell me what I shouldn't do?" his words were defensive but his voice was weak.
(Is this gonna be, like, a legit ship?)
"Wren," she replied. "Like the bird. And smoking isn't good."
(If you want to… I SHIP IT)
"Good thing I'm not smoking then, huh?" He fiddled with it between his fingers.
(OKIE)
Wren eyed him. "You look familiar," she said slowly.
"Should we go crash at Belle's and Ryan's now?"
"I do huh? I am Cooper Jay Anderson… As if that helps you any,"
"Should we go crash at Belle's and Ryan's now?"
"We can if you want…?"
(SAXOMAPHONE)
"Anderson? Like… Darren Anderson?"
(FLUTY TOOT TOOT!)
"Anderson? Like… Darren Anderson?"
"Yeah… That's my tiny brother,"
Wren contained a laugh. "Um… Interesting adjective choice…"
"Thanks, I pride myself on description uniqueness,"
"Should we go crash at Belle's and Ryan's now?"
"We can if you want…?"
"Well what do you want to do?"
"Thanks, I pride myself on description uniqueness,"
"Unique is one word for it…" Wren muttered.
Someone came up behind her and threw a rough arm around her shoulders. Another person came on the other side. Great. Just great. Jess AND Miranda. I'm dead. Kill me now.
"Hi, Coop!" Jess called, waving.
Cooper sighed, "Hey wassup,"
"Should we go crash at Belle's and Ryan's now?"
"We can if you want…?"
"Well what do you want to do?"
"I think Belle's writer is asleep for now…"
":("
"I know right?! That's okay because my writer is going to do the same shortly after he stops playing the saxomaphone,"
"Okay, mine will be too. Once she stops fucking fangirling."
Disembodied voice "BUT HE BACK!"
Im sorry what?
Don't mind me. Like really. I've just got a lot of emotions right now okay?
kay then……………….. Do you mind if I bed?
Go. Bed.
Thank you dear. Night!
Night!
"I think Belle's writer is asleep for now…"
(Yes, yes I was. Terribly sorry my dears. TODAY IS TECHNICALLY FRIDAY FOR ME BECAUSE I'M GOING ON A TRIP FOR MOST OF THE SCHOOL DAY TOMORROW AND I HAVE OFF FRIDAY SO YEET.)
"He's giving you a chance sugar. Don't waste it."
"I wouldn't dream of it," he shivered, this name calling thing may be the death of him.
A small amused smile fluttered across her lips. That's good to know, he doesn't give a lot of chances to people."
(It’s okay Jackie. Lol I needed to go too)
"He's giving you a chance sugar. Don't waste it."
"I wouldn't dream of it," he shivered, this name calling thing may be the death of him.
A small amused smile fluttered across her lips. That's good to know, he doesn't give a lot of chances to people."
“What do you think about my wonderful sister and her new man whore… I mean Dalton,”
"Hey, he was your friend. But now that he's dating your sister he can't be? That seems kind of weird. But I digress. They seem like a really good match. Very Romeo and Juliet without all the death and suicide."
“No death please. I’m not saying he isn’t my friend he’s just dancing across very thin I’ve and he insists on taking her with,”
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