quick tip;
avoid having your apartment number as 609, boys are more immature than you think.
social media x real life
[rudypankowxoc]
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SPIN OFF TO STRAWBERRY SCENTED SURF WAX
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syd do u got shoes on
rudy yeah i got shoes on why 🤨 u want toe pics?
syd no i hate you but u got shoes on?
rudy
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no
syd car outside now #we'regoingsomehwere
rudy le gasp where are we going
syd less talk more walky walky to the car pls
rudy can we get mcdonald's on the way
syd no
rudy pls
syd no
rudy why not
syd because
rudy then i'm not going 😾
syd oh my god okay we can get mcdonald's now run to the car before i leave
rudy iM SORRY IN COMIGSUWVDB
syd thank u <3
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𝕤𝕪𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕪
"So," Rudy breathes out from the car seat next to me as we drive out of our apartments car park. "Where are we going?"
"The studio." I simply answer him, flashing him a smile. I turn back onto the road in front of me, taking a left. I had been to the studio too many times to count... getting there was never an issue for me.
He furrows his eyebrows and sits up straighter in his seat. "What? Studio? Why am I coming?"
I shrug. "You don't have to..."
"No!" He quickly says, making me glance at him with wide eyes. "I mean— no. It's okay, I want to come along. Don't stress."
I chuckle at his response, soon laughing when he cheeks turn a shade of light pink. He was embarrassed at his quick response. "It's okay, Rudy. You're actually coming along for a reason."
"Oh? I am?" he questions, confused once again.
"Yeah!" I say enthusiastically, getting slightly excited. "We're recording the cover of Iris today!"
His eyes go wide. "We are?"
"Yep." I grin.
"I'm not..."
"Playing the guitar?" I finish his question for him.
"Yeah..."
"Indeed you are." I confirm.
He pinches his eyes shut and leans his head back onto his seat. "Sydney!" he drags out. "Are you shitting my dick?"
I let out a loud cackle at this and shake my head. "No, Rudy. I am not shitting your dick."
"I thought you were joking about that!" He now smiles, throwing his hands in the air.
"No! I was being 100% honest!" I tell him, glancing at him once again.
"So I'm really playing the guitar?" he asks. "Like— for your album."
"Yes." I confirm once again.
"What the fuck!" he shouts, putting his hands on his head as a massive grin takes over his face. "You're insane."
"I'm insane?" I laugh. "Enlighten me on how I'm insane."
"I- uh... I dunno man. You're just crazy. You could have anyone else play the guitar for you but you've chosen me— it's just weird." he slowly says, each word filled with anxiety.
I shrug. "I wouldn't have anyone else do it," I easily explain, watching as a smile takes over his nervous features. "I picked you for a reason, Rudy."
"God," he mutters, running a hand over his face. "How are you real?"
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here's a really shitty short one— i haven't updated this book in like nearly a year, i lowkey just lost ideas for it
trying to decide if i should discontinue this book as it doesn't feel right writing it anymore since mads & chase broke up not too long ago... like i don't know how to explain it but it just doesn't feel right and it's messing w my head
