- 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐏
❝ you owe me ❞
- in which they're forced to fake date
to cover up an incident that happened
one night at an amusement park.
or in which june moriarty hates corbyn
besson for some undefinable and
indisputable reason...
❝ BECAUSE I THINK I KNOW WHO IT IS AND IF IM RIGHT IT MEANS IM NOT DREAMING— I REALLY FUCKING HOPE IM DREAMING. ❞
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EVELINA NOTTLEY WOKE UP the next morning from her phone vibrating until it fell off her bedside table. She definitely wasn't a morning person. She wasn't the type to wake up at daybreak with a smile on her face— in fact, she wasn't the type to ever really reluctantly get out of bed until noon. But here, as it was 10:00 in the morning, Eve groaned as she leaned to pick up her phone, an annoyed face evident on her.
"What the fuck do you want?" She grumbled as she rubbed her eyes and allowed her arm to fall into her fluffy blankets, the lumps covering most of her face. She didn't even know who she was talking to.
"I love getting greet by my girlfriend like this..." a voice erupted through the screen. Evelina used all her power to open her eyes, seeing Daniel sitting in his recording studio as if he had just gotten out of bed. He probably had— he always does. He leant forward, headphones hanging around his neck as he grinned at her, his elbows resting on the table. "How are you this fine morning?"
"Shut up." Eve replied, closing her eyes again, "it's too early for this."
"It's 10–"
"Exactly."
The girl sighed and snuggled even more into her comforter, Daniel just watching as she ignored his presence.
"You're really pretty in the mornings..." he cooed, softly smiling as he stared at her sleeping face. The girl contorted her countenance, not bothering to open her eyes as he spoke.
"You want something," She sighed, "either that or you did something wrong. What did you do?"
Daniel chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck as he shrugged. "I didn't do anything," he mumbled to himself. He looked at her, seeing that she hadn't heard him. "Have you looked at your phone today at all?"
"No." She spat as she continued to try sleeping, "you woke me up for no reason, dipshit. Now leave."
"But I had to tell you something..." Daniel pouted, getting the girl's attention.
She groaned and moved to where her face was stuffed into her pillow. She made a loud green. "Is this what I get for loving a morning person?" She muffled into it. She turned her head towards the phone again and sighed, "okay what?"
Daniel fiddled with his thumbs and tried to think of a way to break the news to the girl. Pursuing his lips together, he stared at her impatience. "Okay, I don't really know how to phrase this..."
