[SMS] yessir. ( ̄▽ ̄)[SMS]...orrrr we could go out and eat first?
[ text ] my wallet...
[ text ] it's gonna be thin as hell by the end of the week
[SMS] I'll pay (this time)!
[SMS] I'm so nice.
[‘stares blankly at.] I can’t stand looking at someone as ugly as you.
It’s still April fools, I believe that was just you joking around cause you have yet to look away from me.
[‘pats.] I just feel sorry for you.
My eternal gratitude.
What do you think as of love? Like how do I get it to you?
You give me food. And pay attention to me.
Pizza. A large pizza. [‘mumbles groggily against your neck.] With ham and pineapple.
Ew.. why pineapple? (/wrinkles his nose in distaste and wiggles a bit beneath you) Can’t you order something normal, weirdo?
Just because you don’t like sweets doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy them- [‘huffily bites onto your shoulder.]
Oh, and while you’re at it, I want cuddles and food and compliments too.



