"i dont know what to wear" fee sighed pulling clothes out her wardrobe.
"and i dont know who your trying to impress" ash replied picking up the clothes she had thrown on the floor.
"nobody, myself."
"sure" he muttered shaking his head.
"pass me them" fee said nodding her head in direction of the clothes
"which one" ash said puzzled
"those ones" fee moaned beginning to loose her patience
"there are loads felicity be more specific" ash spat
"black jordan joggers" fee rolled her eyes.
ash chucked them over. she held them in front of her legs in the mirror.
"ash pass me that long sleeved black belly top" to which ash threw over the top.
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fee walked out the bathroom with low rise joggers , a long sleeve crop top which wrote '360' in red and red jordans. she gave a little fed-up spin and sighed.
"i cant find anything else."
"yeah only took you 45 minutes, but whatever" ash said not looking up from his phone but making a quick glance.
"yeah only took you 45 minutes" fee mimicked pulling faces at him in gesture that he would shut up.
ash stood up now looking down on fee "hm?"
"you" fee groaned playing with hair.
"what?"
"you didnt even tell me i look nice" fee responded
"i shouldn't have too, you already know you do" he inferred
"still, the reassurance would be nice" she shrugged
"oh yeah?" he chuckled
"yeah" she said with attitude
"well i think you look nice" he responded
"you only said that because i told you too" she said under her breath
ash flopped back onto the bed staring into into the ceiling. "nothings never good enough for you, is it?"
"thats not true at all" fee furrowed her brows wacking a pillow across his face
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3RD PERSON RUE
rue sat tight on the sofa.
"so this yo' lil bitch" mouse spoke pacing up and down the room.
mouse was fezco's supplier. he was bald with tatoos drawn on every centimetre on his face. every crevice, every mole every feature drawn over.
"nah man that like my lil sister" fez replied anxiously
"well hello there lil sis" mouse went down on one knee reaching his hand out to greet her.
with caution, rue apprehensively shook his hand to which he kissed.
now when fez said his dudes were coming over she didnt think his dude, was this dude.
"my name is mouse, pleasure to meet you" he spat
but you know, thats what happens when you hang out with drug dealers.
"yo custer toss me that bag"
custer was his side dude, most probably scared off mouse so therefor nealt before him and kissed his shoe. metaphorically of course.
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overtime- ashtray
FantasyFelicity from a young age has grown up with her sister, as she grew older her sister was there less and less so she became a ruthless teenager driven under no rules, parties , drugs , alcohol. She goes to pick up weed of Fezco and Ashtray, the more...
