#im usually embarrassed to post food pics but im really proud of this

[daftpatience]

*starts reading dungeon meshi and immediately cooks something nice for the first time in months*

[feel199x]

fboy! lee felix, best friends to lovers

♡  a/n: okay i know y’all have seen felix’s pre-debut pics and i akdfdsjfh; just had to get this out of my system!

♡  summary: your best friend, felix, has a sudden change in attitude- leaving you baffled, why?

!! warnings: themes of anxiety n depression! but vv fluff towards end

♡  masterlist  ♡

♡  song rec: slow love - tender & nothing but thieves -  you know me too well

 You weren’t sure when it happened. It must’ve been gradual you think, slowly slipping away. Eventually disconnecting. It didn’t really hit you until Felix completely stopped answering your phone calls and text messages. He would ignore you in the hallways, never partnered with you anymore, and now you sat alone during lunch. Today, still confused and oblivious to the whole situation, you tried sitting with him and his friends. He had still been talking to you then- could one word replies once a week count as talking? You sat in the seat next to him, and asked him how he had been, commenting on how he seemed so busy recently. You remember the table going quiet, eyes all on you- almost pitifully. Felix looked at you like he’d never seen you before.

“What are you doing?”

“I just, ah,” you fidgeted with your hands, mumbling as you picked your lunch bag, “sorry.”

You sat on the floor of the bathroom stall, sniffling. It was unsanitary, yes, but it was better than crying in the library and being shushed. Maybe you should’ve known, lots of friends parted ways in high school. You just never thought that it would happen with you and Felix. He had promised he wouldn’t, and the way he was acting now wasn’t like him. He had always, always been friendly and chipper. He was exciting, unpredictable, and most notably, unbelievably caring and loyal. Lots of people changed, usually for the worst, but lix? Lix wasn’t like that. Maybe you had depended on him too much, and it finally pushed him away? Maybe you were too boring, maybe he had outgrown you in some way? You were trying to rationalize, justify his actions to himself. The bell rang, snapping you out of your dazed thoughts. You stumbled out of the stall, washing your face. You were such a crybaby, and here you were swollen eyes and lips, all screwed over because someone didn’t like you anymore.

You saw him in the halls as you walked to your next class, you thought he was looking at you, but he wasn’t. He was looking past you, through you. Your head hung in embarrassment and you sat at your desk. Your head was in your hands, pulling at your skin. It was senior year already, how were you going to make new friends at this point? Everybody had established friend groups, cliques, no one would invite you to tag along with them at this point. You were nice, you guessed, but that didn’t mean all that much. It was unlikely your niceness would get you further than acquaintances or mutuals. You could barely pay attention in your maths class, staring at the board with glazed over eyes. You were trying not to think about him, trying not to over-analyze the situation and make yourself even more upset. It was hard because that’s the type of person you were, anxious and jumpy. Felix had always been the one to talk you down, even when you insisted that you were being a burden and didn’t want to bother him. Maybe it had gotten too much, maybe that’s why he was acting the way he was.

The school hours dragged on, your attention and focus wavering and dwindling as the clock seemed to tick slower. Everything was getting to be too much, the ticking of the clock, the teacher’s voice, even the flipping of paper and scratching of pencils and pens on paper. You jumped out of your seat, making the chair squeak as you got up. To your relief, everyone was much too self-involved to notice, and you slipped out of the classroom. It was friday, and it was a tradition with you and Lix to have a game night, eat Chinese, and complain about whatever was on your minds that day. You would walk home, his small hand holding yours, and fall asleep on the couch together, his head resting on his stomach and his arms wrapped around you while you stroked his hair. It had been three months since your last game night, and the last time he had spent all his time on the phone with some girl.

That had been happening a lot recently.

It hadn’t bothered you at first, not really. Mostly because at the time you didn’t realize that he was flirting. But when he ended up skipping hanging out with you to fool around with girls. Still, it wouldn’t have bothered you if it was only girl, the problem was that it was many. But they never seemed to stick. You had tried asking him about it, not even really trying to lecture him- just wanting to understand the sudden change in attitude. That’s when it went downhill, and it went downhill fast. He had just stopped replying all together, maybe that was the turning point. Had you been too invasive?

Still, your heart sank when you didn’t see him by the school’s entrance, all excited and happy, ready to plant a kiss on your cheek.

Being close to him always made your heart beat faster, and not because of your anxiety, he just made you feel like- like, something. Today you ate Chinese alone, watching sad romantic dramas instead having your ass kicked in mortal combat. You had your notifications on, so you don’t know why you kept checking your phone. You felt guilty, maybe you were overbearing? You wanted to apologize, but would that be guilt tripping? Your hands were getting sweaty, and your rubbed it on your sweatpants, needing to fidget to relieve tension.

You: im sorry- You erased the message, and typed again, You: is everything okay? Your leg was bouncing, and you deleted the message again. Why was this so stressful?

you: im sorry if i was too much, i love you and i hope everything is okay

lixie! ♡ : . . .

You watched as the three little dots and bounced, holding your breath, but they disappeared. Your eyebrows furrowed, tearing at the edge of your eyes, ready to break the dam. You shut off your phone, doing your best to turn your attention the TV screen. At Least the romantic drama gave you an excuse to cry. You wrapped your arms and legs around the throw pillow, burying your head in it as your cried, just like you would do if he was here. And eventually, you fell asleep, to no new notifications.

Sometimes you forgot that Felix only lived next door, but you were always reminded when there was a car door slamming and shouting. His parents weren’t home so he must’ve gone out with his friends. You should’ve been mad at him, skipping out on game night and ignoring your text to do god knows what. This was happening a lot more recently, he would leave and stay out past curfew, but somehow he had never gotten caught. But you were just worried, he was going through something, you were sure. But you weren’t there to help.

“_____! _____, open the door!” he was elongating his word, were they slurred? Had he been drinking? You ran to the door, almost tripping over your blankets. Felix fell when you opened the door, and you nearly didn’t catch him when he flopped into your arms. He was heavy, and he reeked of alcohol.

“Hey,” he gave you a wink, “Hey there, ___!”

“Hey, lix,” you said softly, “Have you been drinking?”

“Lix,” he said bitterly, “I missed that.”

“Have you been drinking?”

“Mmmm, no!”

You sighed, almost dragging him to your bed. You were disappointed in him, he would never had done something like this a year ago. But a year ago, you still had an idea of who he was. He rolled on top of your bed. “Don’t you miss cuddling, ___? I do, I miss you,” he sighed sadly, “I like you, ___. I like like you. Mmm, I love you. Do you have food? I’m hungry.” You pulled a cover over him, tucking him in and he reached, cupping one side of your face. Instinctively leaning into his touch. “I love you, ___.” You nodded, placing his hand back down. “I’m just gonna get you some food and water, and advil, okay?” He nodded eagerly. “Okay,” he slurred, “But then you gotta cuddle, like always.” Your mind hadn’t really processed the words, and you weren’t sure you wanted to be thinking about him until he was sober. He was asleep when you came back in, not that you expected anything else. You put the plate on the nightstand and the glass of water with a tablet of advil by its side. You looked at him once, sighing to yourself before you shut the lights and closed the door.

You didn’t know what you expected. You closed the room to your door and flopped back on the couch. No new messages either. You were supposed to have therapy tomorrow, but you weren’t sure you wanted to go. It took you some time to call up the office and cancel, you knew it was a bad idea, but it was so incredibly draining. You just wanted to wallow for a bit, binge on Chinese food until your parents came back from the anniversary getaway they were on. You could hear music blaring from Felix’s house, and you fought the urge to look out your window. It was late already, the sun already high up into the sky. You ordered some more food and mindlessly binged TV, not really paying attention to what was going on. You shut off your phone, throwing it to the other side of the couch. Felix’s music was still blaring, and instead of raising the volume and ignoring you, you went back to your room and sat at the desk. He only did this when he was angry, overwhelmed with some sort of emotion. He was probably dancing too, but you didn’t want to peek through the blinds.

Except, Felix’s voice came on the track. You knew it had to be him because really- who had a voice as deep as him? It sent shivers down your spine, and it made you proud. Felix had always taken an interest in dancing, just music in general. And he was good at it too. He had posted about performing in a showcase, and you really wanted to go, but he hadn’t invited you. It was a public event, so you could’ve shown up if you really wanted to, but it’d be awkward.

You rolled away, pushing yourself from the chair. Maybe you shouldn’t have canceled therapy, you were starting to feel that dangerous feeling, and you needed someone to talk to. You tapped on the armrest, throwing your head back and closing your eyes. Sometimes therapy annoyed you, but at least the coping skills usually helped. It’d be better if Felix was here helping you though. You were glad you had finished your essays before thursday, otherwise you’d end up turning them in late. You were starting to feel numb and unmotivated. Your eyes fluttered open. You missed Felix, you missed his touch, his voice. You missed counting his freckled and sneaking out to drive around at night. None of this made any sense, why was he ignoring you if he loved you? Was it all just drunken babble? It had to be, you’d heard stories of people saying things they didn’t mean while they were drunk.

What had you done? You could understand if you were overbearing or too much, but what was the turning point? Why hadn’t he had just talked to you about it? You didn’t know, you didn’t have any answers. You went back to the living room, falling asleep with the background sound of the movie, reading old text messages.

lixie! ♡ : come out now!!

lixie! ♡  : ___! wake upppp!!

lixie! ♡: has sent you an image

lixie! ♡: please bb i miss u! lets eat junk

you: lix please it 3 am

lixie! ♡: what kind of best friend are you?

lixie! ♡: abandoning your best friend in his times of need

lixie! ♡: did you just shut off your lights

lixie! ♡: and turn off your ringer

lixie! ♡: oH MY GOD

lixie! ♡: wait seriously come out i miss u

you: fine, but you have to catch me this time

lixie! ♡: uhh no promises

It was Monday soon, and you knew you had school, you knew you had to get up, but you didn’t. It was stupid probably, but you had no energy, no motivation to go. You felt gross, stupid, but not enough to push you out of your bed. You hadn’t even slept, your eyes burning and heavier than you could manage, but it wasn’t enough to fall asleep. You should’ve gone to therapy, you shouldn’t have canceled and you felt worse and worse. You stared up at the white ceiling, it burned in your vision, and almost expanded, like it went on forever. The blinds were closed and your light was shut off, leaving you in an uncomfortable darkness. But still, the white was almost too much, but you couldn’t look away. You couldn’t move.

It was Tuesday now, and you moved. You looked like hell, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to pay attention other than short bursts of focus, but you couldn’t afford to miss anymore classes. If your attendance slipped, then so would your grades, and with you grades your health...and so on, and so on. You passed Felix in the hallway, and he looked in your direction. You would’ve stopped to talk to him maybe, but you were rubbing sleep out of your eyes, still not having slept. Your classes barely passed, the time for breaks seemed to dissipate the more you looked forward to it. And then you had enough, you were tired of waiting around for an explanation, tired of feeling guilty, tired of feeling like this. You snapped. You saw him walking to the cafeteria, laughing along with his new friends.

“Lee Felix!”

What were you doing? You didn’t know, but the words were already out of your mouth and you stopped in the middle of the hallway. It was emptying as people rushed to get lunch. Felix paused for a moment, almost turning around.

“Lee Felix!”

His friends shot him a look, and Felix finally turned around, hands in his pockets. “What do you want? I’m busy.” You crossed your arms, walking towards him. “Felix what the hell? He shrugged, giving you a blank look. “What do you want?” he repeated, “I told you, I’m busy. I don’t have time for you.” To say that stung was an understatement. Your voice grew softer, cracking. Your fist tightened at your sides and you looked down, trying not to cry, “I was going to say I missed you. I wanted to know what was wrong.” Felix frowned a bit, trying to keep his demeanor from cracking. “I don’t. I already said I don’t have time for you and your problems. Yes, you were too much. You are too much. Leave me alone.”

 Needless to say, you skipped the rest of classes that day. Your parents asked you what was wrong, wondering if they should make an emergency appointment with your therapist. You guessed it was a drunken ramble after all. Your bed was a mess, pillow stained with tears. How long has it been since you took a shower? When did you last eat? You watched the light in your room disappear and appear again, days where passing you knew, but it didn’t matter. You didn’t care, and it felt like no one else did either. There was practically a mold of your body in your bed by now, but still, you couldn’t find the strength to get up. You weren’t even thinking about him, actually, you weren’t thinking about anything at all. You couldn’t get up, you couldn’t will yourself to even brush your teeth. You felt gross, unsanitary. You were tired, only being able to sleep in short intervals, but always being snapped awake. You rubbed your eyes, still staring up at the ceiling. Why hadn’t you ever painted it? It stayed ingrained in your vision, even as you closed your eyes. You were able to turn around, even though your body felt heavy like molasses. But still, the white was in your vision. God, you were so tired, and you needed to move. It was beginning to hurt, your body numb and aches spreading through various parts of your body.

At some point, you felt a weight dip in your bed.

“Hey.”

You thought you were hallucinating, it couldn’t have been him. “Hey, look at me, please?” You felt his hand on your shoulder, brushing your hair to the side, it was all sticky from the stain of your tears, and he brushed them away too. “Your parents called me, they’re worried about you.” He rolled you around, fingers dusting against your jaw. “I’m worried about you. I shouldn’t have said what I said.” He looked at you sadly, looping his fingers behind your ear and playing with your hair. “I know it’s wrong for me to say now, but I meant what I said when I stumbled on your door.”

“You were drunk, lix.”

He smiled at the sound of your voice, somehow soothing him. “I was sober enough.” He pulled you into his chest, the side of your face pressed against his chest. “I was trying so hard to move on,” he murmured, “I wanted any excuse not to see you. I thought if I was mean I’d stop liking you. Sounds so stupid, I know.” He sighed deeply, you could feel his chest rise and fall. “You’re all that I want. You’re all that I need.” He laced his hands in yours, reaching up into the sky, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. “You need to shower, okay? And get some fresh air.”

“I can’t. I don’t have energy.”

“I’m here to help, forever.”

He picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder and you flopped around aimlessly, not having the willpower to fight him. He turned around as you undressed, leaving you only in your undergarments. The bath ran, the warm water giving you some feeling back in your body. Your knees were against your chest as lix washed your hair. You sputtered as some of the water streamed down your face. “Sorry, I’m doing my best.”

“You don’t have to do this.”

“I want to.”

He kneaded his knuckles against your back to relieve you of the tension you had accumulated the past few day, and you were beginning to relax. The water lapped against you as he help you take a bath. It was embarrassing in a sense, but it’s not like he hasn’t seen you in this sadder daze before. He let you towel off, and brought back clothes. His clothes.

Things felt like they were finally returning to normal, but you still felt weak. “Are you okay?” You hadn’t moved the past week, much less walked around. “I’m fine, my legs are just weak.” He smiled at you, and you had almost forgotten the butterflies you got when he smiled with his eyes. “I’ll carry you!”

“Lix-!”

Without another word, Felix picked you and carried you bridal style, your parents hooting playfully after you. Felix drove humming to a song  you didn’t recognize and you sat in the passenger’s seat, smelling his cologne on his hoodie. His hoodie swamped you, leaving you in a big lump of cloth. Your nose was under the collar, pressed against the texture. It had been so long since you stole one of his hoodies. It had just been so long. You sat in the mcdonald’s parking lot, screeching abba lyrics as you ate.

“Do you feel better?”

He put his food down, and looked at you intently, staring deep into your eyes. His head slightly tilted and a small smile on his face. “As long as I’m with you,” you murmured, “I’ll feel like I’m in heaven.” He was leaning now, still looking at you, dragging his thumb across your lips. “Can I kiss you?” You smiled at him, and his eyes brightened. He held your face as he kissed you, and even though he tasted like fries, you were glad that this was finally happening. His thumb rubbed your cheeks as he pulled away, still cupping your face, still looking at you. “I love you,” you whispered. 

“I love you too, baby.”

The thing was, he still hadn’t asked to be your boyfriend. It was a week now, and everything was normal again. He had introduced you to his friends, who were all incredibly nice to you, and Felix let you listen to his songs. He came over just to show you a new dance step he had come up with. You found yourself awake at night, fingertips ghosting over the outline of your lips. You sighed, letting yourself fall back asleep in lix’s hoodie.

It was friday now, game night. You had almost forgotten what it was like to see him bouncing around the school entrance, attentively looking at you. “I was worried,” he snaked his arm around your shoulder and walked with you for a bit before grabbing a hold of your hand. “I’m gonna kiss your ass on fortnite.” You groaned, “Can’t we play mario kart?” He shook his head, pinching your cheek. “No, ‘cause your good at that and I need an excuse to hold your hand while I teach you to play.” You blushed, turning away but he squished your cheeks. “You’re so cute you know that? Too cute.”

You had gotten the two of you killed multiple times, even after you sat in between Felix’s legs and he snaked his arms under your to teach you the controls. But to be fair, you weren’t really paying attention to his instructions. You were focusing on the warmth of his hands as he cupped your hands. He groaned again, the kill screen mocking him as it re-winded and replayed the death. “No offense, I love you, but seriously. You suck so, so bad.”

You bit your lip, and looked up at him. He put down his controller and looked back down on you, arms tightening around your waist. “What is it?”

“Lix…”

“Hmm,” he put his thumb on your chin, holding your head up, “What is it?”

“Why haven’t you asked me out yet? Was it like a one time thing or a joke or-?”

“That explains why you’re not wearing it, I’m so stupid.”

 One arm let go of you and he reached for his bag, fishing in it for a few moments before pulling a bag out. “Lix…” He pulled out a box, and opened it, both hands around your waist again. “It’s a locket, with last year’s prom picture. I was gonna ask you out then but I chickened out.” He pulled the necklace out, brushing your hair to the front as you toyed with the locket. It was heart shaped, but it was far from simple. Intricate engravings sat on the edge, gold and your favorite color gem. Along with it sat your birth stone and Felix’s it.

“So, ___, will you be my lover?”

“God, that’s my far the stupidest thing you’ve said.”

He smiled down at you, thumb brushing against your lips before he kissed you again. It was like you were in the car of the mcdonald’s listening to abba again, but different, more passionate. “Now that we’ve got that out of the way,” he breathed hard, pulling away but pecking you, “Please pay attention, because I’m only going to explain this to you one more time.”

[chickenfetus]

ALL!!!! (also the gemini sqUAD LOL)

im gonna enjoy a nice cup of water while doing this bc idk a tea (update i didnt drink water at all and now im dying of thirst,, also undercut bc many)

1: Golden mornings or peachy sunsets?

i dont wake up early enough to see the sunrise and when i do i never manage to take pics bc of school so peachy sunsets

2: Sugar cones or waffle cones?

idk what a sugar cone is but i like waffle cones!!! havent eaten ice cream with a cone in forever though,, i rarely eat ice cream now

3: Do you wear scarves often? do you have a favorite?

listen…. its about 33 degrees everyday but even if im in a colder country i dont wear scarves

4: How long do you lay in bed before you finally get up?

this depends?? on how motivated im feeling lmao never more than 10 minutes though because if i lay awake for that long ill just fall back asleep

5: Is there a food you’ve never had but always wanted to try?

i dont think so?? im bad at trying new things especially food

6: What does your umbrella look like?

i dont.. go outside often and whenever i do i take public transport so basically everythings sheltered so i never had a need for umbrellas

7: Do you listen to ASMR?

ive only listened to one everybody please listen to this gift

8: Rain storms or a light drizzle?

both, preferably when im indoors

9: What’s a little thing in life that you love?

hm??????????? my tags lmao 

UPDATE: i also really like reading other people’s tags and their rambles that is all

10: Favorite color aesthetic?

does the word aesthetic make this question any different from a normal favourite colour question???? if it doesnt then sky blue 

11: Wobbly lines or using a ruler?

in this house we draw lines with no ruler like men (but also because even if i did use a ruler it wouldnt be like… straight idk i cant use rulers

12:  Bright colorful living room or neutral cozy living room?

neutral cozy living room but i also love basking in sunlight 

13: Do you have any candles? what scents are they?

im not a big fan of heavy smelling products so i dont own any candles

14: Have you ever rode a horse?

i dont think so??????? ive seen horses before though

15: Do you have glasses?

without my glasses i wouldnt be able to read these questions lmao and . .. theyre also a result of watching pokemon too closely to the tv at a young age… its been like 10 years since i got glasses

16: What’s a language you’d like to speak?

japanese i tried speaking it but i got 2 embarrassed to say anything properly while i was in japan (i cant even speak english properly to a friend whyd i think i could speak another language to a stranger beats me) 

17: What’s your favorite season and favorite month in that season?

my singaporean no season ass: ? but autumn and november (is this cutting it too close to winter? idk my seasons)

18: Do you have a favorite pair of socks?

hm not really i just wear blue ankle socks a lot but my friend did give me a pair of pokemon and gudetama socks before and i adore those although i lost the gudetama ones in the uk last year she got me another pair whatd i do to deserve her?

19: Favorite Ghibli and/or disney movie

m .. um? big. hero 6?????? 

20: Disney, Dreamworks, or Pixar?

my dumb ass didnt know they were different

21: What snacks do you usually get at the theater?

i rarely go and watch movies anymore but when i did watch a lot of movies with my friend at the theater we’d get afternoon shows and sneak mcdonalds in lmao

22: What’s an underrated video game/ movie/ show you love and think it needs more recognition?

how about band? day6 i only ever play pokemon + sif + bandori so i cant say much and i rarely watch movies and a show? if its an anime id say the one i mentioned before in my one text post 

23: Would you fill your house with plants if you had a green thumb?

not really rip 

24; All plants are great but do you have a favorite?

HM mmmmmm there was this one but i forgot the name lmao pass

25: Do you have a favorite type of art style? (eg: soft looking, no to little color, sketches, crisp and clean, minimalist, pixel art etc.)

when im the … audience? what do u call it???? i like seeing all kinda of art styles!!! everyone has their own unique art style and i love it all :o

for ME,, , ive been doing art for 6 years maybe and i still cant do shit

26: What would you do if someone gave you flowers?

i would die straight up die thats such a soft concept i cant imagine myself receiving flowers thats 2 sweet oh my god wtf id combust??? i prefer leaves though is that weird i picked some nice leaves recently and im gonna give those to my friends

27: Do you like nicknames?

giving and having nicknames is my favorite past time

28: Do you still watch shows you watched when you were a kid? even from time to time?

pokemon lmao thank u 4 not ending it…. the animation has only improved and im so proud to have been watching it since the start pokemon is my special thing i love it so much!! an interest that never died down, with an anime that stays super like idk to my preference? i tried watching the new digimon stuff but i just couldnt :^( im glad they made ash stay the main character 

29: Do you still like old memes? (tell the truth)

never forget dat boi

30: Favorite Halloween costume you dressed up as? (if you don’t celebrate halloween have you ever cosplayed or would you like to? who did you cosplay as?)

we dont celebrate halloween and i would never cosplay, big shoutout to cosplayers though!!! they put in so much effort and just, respect!!!!! 

i dont know if this is an actual memory because i dont remember well but when i was younger i thiNK? i had to dress up as a swan thing i have no clue i dont even remember the performance but i might have had to ?? and dance??? or act i dont remember everythings fuzzy but i dressed up a swan once? in kindergarten ????? 

31:  Are you a fashionable person?

i have the worst fashion sense and even though jeans are nice once again the weather here doesnt allow me to be as fashionable as i can be

32: Do you like watching holiday movies?

not realyyy??? the jack frost (rip) movie was ncie????

33:  Cookies or brownies?

i live 4 chocolate chip cookies but too much is . . not preferable

34: Do you blow in the cold air just to see your breath?

no i hate breathing in & out from my mouth

35: Do you find the crickets chirping outside your window relaxing?

WELL from the great cockroach ordeal last night id probably die bc we live in an apartment building so the only way id be hearing crickets would be if they were in the ROOM 

36: Do you like cobblestone streets?

my only knowledge of cobblestone is from minecraft so idk

37:  How often do you doodle?

when school was still relevant i would doodle as soon as i picked up a pencil lmao i try not to anymore bc i doodled on my math assignment and forgot to fucking erase it and my math teacher called me out

38: When was the last time you blew bubbles?

a year ago?? i dont remember but i do remember when i was younger id try and blow bubbles at the void deck do yall kno what that is its just a space near the lift lobby anyway i swallowed the soap thing idk u know how ur supposed to blow? well i sucked the soap in yum

39: What’s your favorite random piece of decor in your house and room?

in my room its the bed and in the house its the water bottle that contains water

40: Do you bite your fingernails off or clip them more often?

i………………………… i dont actualy kno how to clip my nails and my mum would kill me if i tried but i dont bite my nails either

41: Any birthmarks?

not that i know of

42: Thoughts on freckles?

ive never actually seen someone with freckles in public before but theyre good stuff i gueess?? i dont actually have an opinion on them? everyone says theyre cute and all but im just ??? not that i hate freckles tho if u have freckles? thats cool! 

43: First video game you ever played?

pokemon pearl?? either that or megaman on my ps3 OR the bomb square guy????? idk the game name but.. ya

44: what type of bird do you hear most often outside your door?

i dont know what the bird species are but theyre small black birds not crows idk

45: Do you use gifs/ memes a lot when replying to people?

memes yes gifs no bc im not lame like jen

46: Thoughts on spring?

no comment?? i mean? its nice??????? i guess ??? if we had a spring

47: Ideal temperature outside?

oh boy 20 degrees would be enough for me but its never gotten that low before sunny island’s life

48: Cloudy, partly cloudy, or clear skies?

i like clear skies when its bright! but not too sunny and not too warm!!!!! clouds are nice to look at too though

49: How often do you hear airplanes outside?

yeah we live near an airport i dont think anybody uses????

50: Do you enjoy windy days?

windy days are my SHIT back in school our basketball court was open spaced and whenevr wind blew we could feel it man thats the life right there but i hate windy days when im sitting at home bc it flows the curtains rigth into my face i like the feel of the wind and the smell of fresh air but… curtains in my face? not 2 great so rip i close all the windows lmao

okay thank u so much 4 asking falen i love you and wow this was a lot

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Carly & Ali

Carly: last nite was good of you Carly: saying thanks cuz i read my text from last nite & it was Carly: I cudnt read it k thats facts Ali: nah, don't mention it, no bitch left behind Ali: plus, I know the cunt doing the ditching, been there, like Ali: was trying to translate but yeah, you were pretty fucked 😂 Ali: how you feeling this am? 💚 Carly: yea? hes not that bad Carly: im a slag like he said tbh Carly: feeling like i had a decent nite all things considered Carly: you? Ali: Gurl, yes he is and no you ain't! Ali: Probably Ali: Who cares if you are, he is, and the rest Ali: I dated him for a bit, so there's no shady, tryna steal your man on the sly going on, don't worry Ali: much the same, my head feels like someone took my eyes out and shoved 'em up my arse, you know? Ali: standard sunday vibes Carly: aw you're sweet but it's no diss on me Carly: like ive cheated on him a few times Carly: but he does it too you're right w that Carly: hes a good fuck when he's not too wasted tho which you kno if you got it too Carly: you're single now tho? Carly: can have him back if you want Ali: Fair play Ali: why not call it open and call it a day? Ali: Probs 'cos he likes fighting as much as he likes fucking Ali: Meh, yeah, was passable, gotta have some reason to keep him around, like Ali: Nah, going out with the girl that drove us back Ali: Remember? Dark hair, angry Carly: yea Carly: you know Carly: shit my bad Carly: she was scary is what i've got in my head Carly: idk my head is sketch cant trust it Ali: That's a fair assessment, I reckon Ali: She wouldn't hate it either so you good 😉 Carly: pretty tho Carly: call it a trade up Ali: Yeah, she's cute Ali: you need any more of the night filling in lemme know, I'll do my best Ali: it was pretty standard though, nothing too wild Carly: no faking it w her cuz shes too drunk Carly: designated driver be like Carly: last i see i was getting with his friend lowkey and he went off about it im blank from then Ali: its a fucking gay crime to ever fake it, no matter what Ali: I can get behind that one tho, not got the time or energy tbh Ali: yeah i think him and his friend then got in a scrap and then they left Ali: bros before hoes mentality hardcore, like idk, have fun jerking each other off then, if that's ur vibe boys Carly: k that sounds legit from what i caught on his socials Carly: didnt upload the circle jerk bless Carly: gay crimes must of been committed Ali: sad face Ali: coulda spat on his back Ali: protip Carly: ill let him know when he texts me later Carly: how did you kno where i live? state of me Carly: sorry to drag you this way Ali: plottwist, i'm a massive stalker with bad intentions Ali: I truly don't know, but I'll tell Lene she should be a cabbie 'cos she managed and I don't think we got any puke in her car Carly: k big lesbian crush on me yea Carly: ioher lots Carly: stealing her girl and wrecking her car in one Ali: Naturally, you cute Ali: I'll give you her number if you like, or just pass along the thanks and soz Carly: awh you're cuter Carly: probs still drunk tho Carly: giving me those kind words Carly: you handle the now ex if you love me Ali: Hahaha, he'd LOVE that Ali: ghosts of gf past Ali: Let me and I'll love you forever Carly: go for it Ali: let's see if I've still got his number Ali: this contact list is a minefield of mistakes but the real embarrassment would be getting them muddled up, fo'shame! Carly: i can give it Carly: used it more recently than you Carly: up there at my top Ali: won't be tellin' him that Ali: don't need the ego boost Ali: but tah Carly: makes it more fun to fuck him over if you praise him first Carly: but maybe thats me Ali: like a shit sandwich Ali: I get it Carly: hungry for anything but that rn Carly: [Sends the number tho] Ali: wanna come for brunch Ali: now you are newly gay Ali: that's what they do, fucking sex in the city up in dis bitch Carly: yea? weird Carly: not what i thought Carly: awh first date tho Ali: forreal, even the butch ones, don't let 'em fool you, its all fancy fucking eggs and screwdrivers by 11am Ali: you call 'em mimosas tho, gotta pretend you're being classy Carly: wtf is a screwdriver Ali: Babe! Ali: Vodka and orange juice Carly: i call it that Carly: gays and their labels Ali: save it for the rant sesh honey Ali: love you talking about how men ain't shit as well Carly: thats the ones i fuck Carly: cant be bringing no poshos to a caravan Ali: Posh boys are only good for the money anyway, I'm sure Ali: not finding any in 24 like regardless Carly: not gonna find out if they do drive by now im a lesbian wife Carly: sorry lads Ali: they had their chance Ali: unlucky boys Carly: should prob tell me your name again if im taking it Ali: Ruins the mystery a bit but alright Ali: Its Ali Ali: Ali McKenna if we're being formal Carly: k you've got the hot brothers Carly: makes sense Ali: 🤔 Ali: I think you're thinking of someone else, babe Carly: not trying to have our first fight but you coulda told me before we got hitched, bitch Carly: you're still hot tho don't be sad Ali: so you could run off with one of my brothers? i think not Ali: unless you meant Tommy 'cos he's very single but that's unlikely because he's never here Ali: stuck with me for now, hoe 😘 Carly: a slag like me could do worse Carly: has Ali: bitch, same Ali: we can compare notes, see how many regrets we got in common Carly: yea Carly: doing it Ali: Good, save it for brunch 'cos I'm coming forreal Ali: we don't have to deal with a gaggle of gossiping gays tho, bring you a maccies breakfast? Carly: k Carly: be fun Carly: you are from what i remember Ali: I like that Ali: No bullshit Ali: Imma start all interactions like be fun please or I'm out Ali: ✌ bringing the fun and the bacon babe Carly: you're not bringing your gf are you Ali: Nah, how awkward, meet the missus, honey Carly: like there's usually a lad in my trio sorry Carly: still learning this lesbian life Ali: oh, are you bi legit? Ali: she's way too jealous for threesomes, you're good Carly: nah i just know what lads want Ali: Oh gurl Ali: that's why Lene ain't coming Ali: the lecture you're avoiding Carly: idc Carly: youre my wife now bitch Ali: 💍💍 Ali: Productive morning, if I do say so myself Ali: and we're hanging, fuck with us Carly: good influence of you cuz i havent done fuck all this week Ali: Hard work being a bi icon, babe Ali: wait 'til I get you on the yoga hype Carly: wtf Carly: is that a joke Ali: nah, I've already done half an hour this morning Carly: bitch i had my fingers crossed you mistyped yogurt Carly: i love you but its a no Ali: 😂 lets be really into yogurt, not fancy stuff, like fucking froobs Carly: phallic Carly: slurping on my dick shaped yogurt Ali: exactly Ali: what do men love more than a representation of their genitals shoved in your mouth? nothing, is the answer, bar the real thing Ali: so seductive Carly: they don't like food in bed tho, but maybe thats my technique Carly: thinking you could use whatever Carly: k just gonna dump this curry out yea bear with Ali: spicy Ali: imagine the yeast infection you'd get from a fromage frais Carly: like sorry but if i can handle cum in my eye you can deal with some saag aloo boy Carly: googling those symptoms would be a laff tho Ali: ugh, now i want indian Carly: date 2, babe Ali: 😍 Ali: this is all moving so fast Ali: 'bout it Carly: thats all i kno about lesbians k Ali: Its so true Ali: Can confirm Carly: is your gf gonna be mad that im flirting with you Carly: cuz im scrappy but she's scary Ali: 😂 Ali: Probably but when I tell her you're straight she'll have to chill Ali: yeah, we're married BUT SHE'S STRAIGHT, BABE Carly: can't tell her how many girls ive fucked cuz i dont remember Carly: convenient Ali: Best keep that on the DL, yeah Ali: like your blatant gay feelings for me Carly: k Carly: been a secret before no big Ali: Awh babe, ain't nothing dirty about this Ali: I shall tell the world Carly: you're sweet Ali: Probably not if you still wanna be getting that D but you know, noblest intentions, like Carly: im over it Carly: go off Ali: when your pussy's the cure Ali: how can I be humble now? 😏 Carly: dont be Carly: proud slags who fucking love froobs Carly: its a mood Ali: that is a whole ass mood Ali: put it on a t-shirt, babe Carly: earn some bread for my table Ali: solid business plan Ali: we can't be the only ones Carly: independent women who don't need no dick Carly: anymore Ali: hell yeah! Ali: unless that dick wanna pay the bills, in which case we'll let 'em Ali: so we can get more froobs Carly: point Ali: oh no, someone put a pic of Molly Briggs vomming on Insta Ali: 1. gross 2. who hasn't been there, poor bitch Carly: sad Carly: hope she's alright Ali: I'd ask but don't really know her and her phone must already be blowing up Ali: plus she threw a netball right in my face once and I don't forget, bitch Ali: jk, I'll just report the pic 😂 Carly: they all call me a whore cba to keep track of which mollys or other bitches Ali: She is a bit of a bitch, ain't gonna sugarcoat it so probably Ali: not saying Karmas real but posted on that friggin' TallaghtSlags page so 🤷 Ali: grab a froob, darling Carly: her name makes me wanna party with her dad but thats as far as im fucking with that family Carly: or mum i dont know who picked it like Ali: Init, proper old skool ravers, obvs Ali: think I'm out of eccies, sadly Ali: last night depleted me Carly: Watch me call my son Bennie cos I got anxiety, baby Ali: Cute tho, whole medicine cabinet of babies Carly: why not im married now Ali: We'll get on that, date 3, like Carly: where you taking me? Ali: up the wheyyyyyyyyyy Ali: well, we had brunch, indian, obvs we're fat bitches Ali: get on that chinese buffet life Carly: you can get on your yoga mat tho Carly: im fucked Carly: letting myself go so soon my bad Ali: Please, you're perfect Ali: I'll have all the kids if you want Carly: blushing is what i am Carly: how many you want? Ali: how many people names are there for drugs? molly bennie mandy charlie umm Ali: and our preachy child, frank Carly: ha Carly: tina that's one Ali: Ooh, yes, a gay icon Carly: billy, bud our weak child, cosmic kelly who's gonna have to style that out Ali: oh kelly, I hope you have the personality to match or we've really fucked you over there, soz babe Carly: can't forget dimitri, lucy or mandy Carly: sweet sweet mary joy Ali: My fanny hurts just thinking about it Carly: christine and tina are obvs twins thats a relief Carly: how manys that? Ali: 13 Ali: Unlucky for some but my actual lucky number! Ali: Fated Carly: ha Carly: it's love and keeps being proven Ali: can't fight what's clearly so right Carly: true Ali: you want a milkshake Ali: i'm having one Carly: yea Carly: strawberry Ali: 'cos u so sweet 💚 Carly: awww Ali: I shall be right there, with brunch fit for a pair of proud slags Carly: k Carly: my parents arent here no need to break the news of wedded bliss Ali: Would be a weird first impression but I could rock it Ali: new fave in-law? I think so Carly: yea Carly: cant fight fate like Carly: been said Ali: forreal, catch me outside if you got something to say, lads Ali: alone time with the bae is always good tho Carly: you kno Carly: love you bitch Ali: love ya 😘