𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔, 𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝒎.

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴

olivia was having the best day anyone has ever had in the history of the world, "this is the best thing ive ever tasted." she was sitting in the canteen with dean, the two of them eating their lunch together like they did every day.

"it's like my mouth is having an orgasm." he dipped the small pieces of chicken into the dipping sauce on the table as he shoved it into his mouth, watching as olivia did the same thing.

"i could fit ten of these into my mouth." she states, taking a large gulp of water, "pussy, do fifteen." dean didn't need to say anything else, olivia was already stacking the chicken nugget bites in her mouth when she saw aria walk into the canteen with her friends and she nearly chokes.

"do not spit those out! don't!" dean yells, watching the girl struggle to chew her food before washing it down with water, coughing as he pats her on the shoulder.

"if we were in the hunger games," dean starts, putting his hand on his friend's shoulder, "and instead of going into the games, they choose one person a year to fuck snow's old ass, and you got chosen," he placed a hand on his chest, "i would volunteer as tribute."

"that's the most beautiful thing ive ever heard." the two were hugging now, both slightly still high from the edibles they had an hour ago. "i love you." olivia whispers. "i love you, liv." he pats her back so hard that she nearly chokes on the air in her lunges.

"i have to go talk to aria." olivia pulls away from her friend who doesn't let her walk away just yet, "i know you guys do lesbianisms together and that's fine." he looks up at her as she stands next to him, petting his head, mouthing an i love you before she grabs her plate. "don't let the white martians steal your spirit." she nodded, her words wouldn't carry weight for anyone else but they did for dean.

"by kara." he watches as his friend waves at him, pretending to be sent off into space before she turns and walks towards where aria is sitting, draping her arm over the girl's shoulder.

"chicken nugget?" she puts the plate down on the table in front of the girls as she takes out one, "was this in your mouth?" aria furrows her brows, she had seen olivia put about five of these things in her mouth.

"maybe." the red head shrugs and aria takes a small bite, "you guys are so disgusting, i love you." hanna doesn't want to watch but she can't tear her eyes away.

"i love aria." olivia gave the girl a quick kiss on the cheek before she checked her watch, "i have to go, the anti christ needs to be born." she speaks up before aria can even register what she had said a few moments ago.

"are you high?" emily watched olivia as the girl placed her hand on the dark haired girl's shoulder. "dubadubaditably." she nods, placing a finger on her lips like it was some kind of secret.

"you mean indubitably?" spencer is too focused on her mispronunciation to care about how high the red head was. "yes, i love nerds." and then olivia was gone again.

"she's such an interesting individual," emily watches as the girl runs back to dean, immediately starting to eat his food as the two bicker like an old married couple. "that's why i love her." aria couldn't help but smile as she looked over her shoulder, olivia immediately caught her staring and waved, the two were on opposites sides of the room but they were in love and that was all that mattered.