❝𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬❞
MATT STURNIOLO X FEM!OC
not sexualising or anything like that because ew !!
no weird shit because again EW
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fourty-six IRL, IRL, spam + instagram ! " you're not real "
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── illicit affairs ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───
IRL !
Stella and Matt lounged on the couch. Riley emerged from her room, eyebrow arched. "He's still here?"
"He is. Isn't it gross?" Stella replied.
Matt scoffed. "That's just fucking rude."
"Give it a rest," Stella said, exasperated. Matt rolled his eyes and leaned back. Stella sighed, staring at him. "He's a bit strange."
"Okay! We're not doing this again," Matt protested.
Riley laughed. "I'd like to."
"No."
"Yes, please!"
"No, we're not bullying me," Matt insisted. Stella chuckled.
"Riley, want to grab dinner with us?" Stella asked.
Riley groaned. "Not if he's coming."
"You're not real," Matt said, shaking his head.
Riley smirked. "Oh, I'm real enough to avoid awkward dinners."
Stella sighed. "Come on, Riley. It'll be fun. And we won't be ganging up on Matt."
"Speak for yourself," Riley quipped, but there was a hint of a smile on her face. "Fine, I'll go. But if it gets weird, I'm out."
"Deal," Stella agreed.
Matt raised an eyebrow. "Define 'weird.'"
"You existing," Riley shot back, but her tone was playful.
Matt laughed. "Fair enough. Let's get going then."
They headed out the door. Stella linked arms with Matt as they walked down the street, Riley trailing slightly behind. "This better be good," Riley muttered.
Stella grinned. "It will be. Trust me."
Matt glanced back at Riley. "And if it's not, you can bully me all you want."
