besson🤍
boyfriend has requested your locationlover🖤
my studiobesson🤍
are you teachinglover🖤
for the next fifteen minutes i ambesson🤍
UGHbesson🤍
okaylover🖤
whybesson🤍
where do you keep your dresseslover🖤
whatbesson🤍
i'm in your roomlover🖤
what are you doing in my room
asking for my dressesbesson🤍
just shut up and tell melover🖤
back of the closetbesson🤍
wow of course they arebesson🤍
okay when your done with your class
i'm outside your studiolover🖤
okaybesson🤍
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third person.
corbyn had been outside for a little less than ten minutes, leaning against his car with a bunch of flowers in his hand and a small bag in the other, the dress he has picked folded neatly inside of it.
as he heard the back door to her studio open, his head lifted from the ground as he looked over to it, the small smile on his face falling into a confused expression as she kept one hand behind her back, already in one of her dresses.
he kept himself leant against the car while she walked over to him, a smile on her face before she moved her hand around in front of him with a bunch of flowers held in her hand.
"i thought you forgot." he raised his eyebrows as a smile grew on his face.
"i'd be a shit girlfriend if i forgot an anniversary." she shrugged with a small laugh as corbyn shook his head.
"it's not an important one." corbyn argued, "it's a nice excuse to take you somewhere nice."
"it is an important one because any month is important," she told him, "happy nine months of me dealing with your shit."
"...you're an asshole." corbyn smiled.
"you should've just paid me," mollie shrugged.
"i'll pay you." he replied, grabbing his wallet from his pocket as mollie quickly shook her head.
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❛ GHOSTIN' ❜ - 𝖼𝗆𝖻 ✓
Fanfic᎒ ੈ ✩ ‧₊ ᎒ ࿐ 🌊🥥 𝘎𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘕 IN WHICH balancing a handful of struggles becomes too much for his girlfriend and he sacrifices his happiness for hers.