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Stretching his legs couldn’t have come any sooner. Cook hadn’t realized quite how bogged down he’d felt, but that was a weary memory with the way his boots floated so breezily on the concrete. Great minds -  how Penny jumped out of her seat. She really was a slender thing. That cropped hem only drew more attention to the set of perfect pins on her and the lad was grateful for the view. Girl could’ve been a model, really, and Cook wasn’t the least bit timid in his gawking. If anything, he was quite chuffed to have the little birdie under his arm. Show her off to the clerk.. other night owl shoppers, the damn security cameras. Shit. Whoever might’ve been looking. “ Bad table manners? ” A click of his tongue abetted his usual sarcasm. “ That’s a deal breaker for me, babes. Yah, dunno if I can get past that one. Pitty, that. ” The idea of her struggling to scarf down some grub really only sounded more endearing. It had the bloke eager to check out before they’d even made it inside, but Cook seemed to find his old swagger all the same. A self assured lean back as he strutted. He went for his pockets before Penny reached out. The felon wiggled his brow as he gleefully latched on. No mistaking her escort now. Lucky fella. He swung the length of their arms, helping himself to a good eyeful as she lead them. “ You all wrapped up fer the night, love? Cos I gotta be ‘onest -  I could use a fookin’ party. Ooh beer, ” he rambled, tugging the little lady towards the refrigerated section. Glossing over the six packs, Cook opted for a twenty-four count of Heineken. Didn’t seem like he’d be visiting the pub crawl that night, so it would have to do. “ Go on, darlin’. Don’ be shy. Wot we got? Seltzers.. ? Some.. fizzy pink shit? ” He scrunched his nose trying to make sense of the stuff, but it wasn’t like it mattered. Cook was much more absorbed with the upcoming buzz than their fancy labeling. Fuck, even the taste if he was honest.

Absolutely glowing under the attention from the young man, Penny basked in the way his eyes raked over her, for the first time getting to see him standing as well. Even in her heels he was still significantly taller than the five foot four they made her, and the amusing thought of how tiny she’d be next to him without them had her giggling even as their fingers laced together. Grin beaming out a thousand watts at the confident bop to his step, she sashayed ahead of him with a grin over one narrow shoulder. “I’m my own boss, remember? I get to make my own hours.”

Giving a playful yelp at the tug to her hands, her side step on her heels was exaggerated as she pranced at his back. Eyes turning to the refidgerators at his prompting, Penny lifted up onto the toes of her heels and rested her chin on his shoulder as she made her decision. “Fuck I’d give for some whiskey right now, that fizzy shit makes me sick in the morning.” Making a teasingly disgusted face, she finally reached in and chose a six pack of premixed cesears, they’d do to get her drunk enough not to mind the taste of beer. 

“Now...!” Giving a flourish of their joined hands, Penny did a small half pirouette around him, pressing a small kiss to the sharp line of his jaw before leading him toward the hot and waiting morsels. “Food!”

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They waited… until twenty minutes AFTER the time I was supposed to get the class link, to tell us they needed more time and that they wouldn’t be starting until Tuesday. 

I’m so done. I stressed myself sick over this BS for nothing. 

Okay well, on to replies. Finally. Thank goodness. 

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UPDATE:

So during my moving of furniture I managed to throw out my back, and then on top of that spent two days with a wicked migraine. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to look at a screen for more than 30seconds and get some writing done.

Love you guys!

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Gunna do my best to get on for replies, but I’m getting prepped for home schooling, which means getting my ENTIRE house and everything in order, and setting up a sorta classroom area in my VERY tiny house. But if mutuals would like my discord send me an ask. I apologize for hella slowness!

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joc-cook​:

[ C O O K I E M O N S T E R]:   shit, i’m sold girl. drop that pin then. [ C O O K I E M O N S T E R ]:   what u want on top?

[ P E N P E N ]: Pin dropped! [ P E N P E N ]: man I even get to choose? Fuck, all the bacon pls! [ P E N P E N ]: I think my shirt shrunk... think I should change it? [ P E N P E N ]: *Image attached*

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[ C O O K I E M O N S T E R ]:   certainly kno how to make a lad feel special ;) [ C O O K I E M O N S T E R ]:   need anythin on the way luv?

[P E N P E N]: Pls u the specialist xoxo

[P E N P E N]: a fucking pizza would make my whole life. wanna party at mine? it’s a shit hole but that’s half the adventure. 

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You are not like the regulars / The masquerade revelers 

ph. Richard Eri

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joc-cook​:

[ C O O K I E M O N S T E R ]:   Well pencil me in then darlin [ C O O K I E M O N S T E R ]:   I could tell ya or I could show ya [ C O O K I E M O N S T E R ]:   New shipment tho babes so i recommend the latter ur gonna love this shit

[ P E N P E N ]: You’re already #1 on the speed dial.  [ P E N P E N ]: Oooh playing that tempt me card, huh? Well you twisted my rubber arm.  [ P E N P E N ]: Well fuck, adding a cherry on top now, huh? Well shit, I’ll drop a pin to my motel and shower and shit. Gotta look good for a date offer like that. 

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Send me 😍 if your muse finds mine attractive

“Lucky I think you’re pretty hot yourself Cookie-Monster-Jim.” 

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Send me 😍 if your muse finds mine attractive

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Text || Pen Pen ⟶ Cookie Monster

[ C O O K ]: oy pretty woman

[ C O O K ]: woke up from this superlative dream like n now i cant get ya outta me head

[ C O O K ]: johns fuck off to the cows yet?

[P E N N Y ]: Hey there handsome!

[P E N N Y ]: Holy shit look at that five dollar word! I always love when a man with a big vocab cant get me off his brain.

[P E N N Y]: Best part about this job is I make my own hours.

[P E N N Y]: What sorta things were you thinking about me? =D

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“The strongest ones are the ones who have every reason to die but still live.”

— juansendizon (via thoughtkick)