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(🌷) → mavis santos wasn't the type of pretty that made you stop and stare. she wasn't the type of smart that awed ivy league schools. she wasn't the type of girl that made you want to be around. she wasn't the type of girl that became someone...
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☆*°DAYLIGHT °*☆ ʃ "bromance sex" ƪ CHAPTER 14
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(🌷) "remind us why we're here again?"
mavis stood up from where she was grabbing her basket and looked at rosalie who had her arms crossed and her basket hanging at the crook of her elbow.
"we're picking tulips," mavis nodded in the direction of the bright colored tulips. they were mostly warm colors with a hint of dark purple sprinkled in. "you grab it from the stem and pull, but not roughly, the lady said."
"you like it rough."
"ROSALIE."
she waggled her eyebrows at mavis and after recovering from the sudden and very dirty comment, she made a kissy face back at her.
"anyways, you fill up your basket with tulips and then we're done," faith grins.
"my nails are going to get dirt under them," rosalie whines.
"womp womp," zach says behind a tissue.
"okay, sneezey," matt grins and zach scowls at him with a red nose.
"come on, it'll be fun." asher tugs rosalie by the elbow and they immediately sprint to the pink ones, the ones asher knows rosalie's going to love the most.
"dude, are those red ones?" matt gushes and grabs faith and nick by the arm, dragging them along with him towards the area with bright red tulips. zach takes one look at the last two remaining and then his expression turns to disgust.
