- 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...
❝ WE'RE FORCED ACQUAINTANCES WHO, UNFORTUNATELY, HAVE TO BE IN A FAKE RELATIONSHIP ❞
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"JONAH, YOU IDIOT," Corbyn Matthew Besson groaned as he jogged out of his room that afternoon to find his roommate walking back to him with wide eyes and a regretful look, "what did you do?"
"Angered the demons," he said simply, making the brunette look past his shoulder to see two girls walking out the bathroom, sending Jonah Marais Roth Frantzich a foul look.
"Jonah, you don't open a door to a bathroom two girls are in," Juniper Cass Moriarty stated sternly, "you could've seen things..."
The boy's eyes widened in alarm, turning to her, "what things?"
Lake Kiara Arnolds frowned, shaking her head with a sharp sigh. "Not that kind of things," she shot, "don't be so stupid."
"I was just curious on what you two were laughing about!"
"So you open the door?!" June cried out, and Jonah just rose his finger up to protest before pausing, thinking through his words.
"To be fair, I wasn't thinking straight..."
"Yeah, no shit. I could've been peeing! You could've seen my—"
Lake Arnolds' eyes widened as she quickly moved to wrap her arm around the girl's head, covering her mouth quickly. "I'm gonna stop you right there..."
Corbyn Besson tilted his head to the side, glancing over at Jonah momentarily. His tongue pressed up against the inside of his cheek as he raised his eyebrows inquisitively, leaning against his doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. And Jonah Marais just chuckled nervously as he caught his gaze.
The curly haired brunette threw his hands up in defence, backing up ever so slightly until he hit the other wall of the hallway. "I didn't see anything, her pants were all the way up."
"Jonah!" Lake hissed lightly at her boyfriend as she subconsciously petted June's head, still keeping a hold over her mouth to refrain her from speaking.
The boy snapped his gaze to his girlfriend, shrugging frantically. "I'm just making sure we're on the same page!" Jonah let out in a baffled manner, turning to Corbyn with a look, "we're on the same page, right?"
The boy clicked his tongue, shrugging with a curt nod as he pushed himself up and began walking towards his girlfriend, "we better be..."
