and of course, some blaise, yvo, arden, and kol too!
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nurse: you're losing a lot of blood quick what's your type
pax: smart, bold, fucking beautiful, loves designer shit—
nurse: i meant blood type
pax:
pax: red
pax: i have no fear
blaise: elyse is mad
pax: i can handle that
blaise: elyse is mad at YOU
pax:
pax: one fear
kol, to arden: don't look at my fucking boner when we fight
elyse: i want to hear those three little words, pax
pax: i love u
elyse: mm try again
pax:
pax: i will behave
elyse: i had a boyfriend once
elyse: i still hear his voice
pax: we literally got fucking married five hours ago stop this shit
blaise, crying: i have no ass
yvo: u have tits
yvo: my lil airpod
yvo and kol: my gf be gettin unlimited head
pax: and flowers
(at a triple date)
yvo:
kol:
pax:
yvo:
kol:
pax:
yvo:
kol:
pax:
elyse: SO, arden and blaise—
arden: YES, elyse—
blaise: I AGREE, arden—
yvo, kol, pax: goodnight to my wife fuck the rest of yall
arden: you forgot our kid at school
kol:
kol: who
yvo, kol, pax's kid: ma—
blaise, arden, elyse: YES, say mama!
yvo, kol, pax's kid: mam—
yvo, kol, pax:
blaise, arden, elyse: ma-ma—
yvo, kol, pax's kid: fuck
yvo, kol, pax, tearing up: that's my fucking kid
YOU ARE READING
Bold Type
Short Story[sandejas boys 3] He's checked off everything--smell, sight, sound. Taste, touch. And she hates him. "What the fuck do I do." "Fuck if we know," Kol bites out. "You're on your fucking own," Yvo says. Some fucking help his brothers are.
