✔️ | 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝟒 𝐔, walker scobell.

seven,

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"duvet" | boa

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"WALKER, stop moving your fucking head so much or i won't help you!" calista slaps his head lightly and he lets out a scream.

"i'm sorry, it's just my mum usually does it gently to keep my curls and you're doing it way harshly— and please stop hitting me." walker rubs his head and calista slaps his hand away.

"stop rubbing your head! you're getting shampoo on me." calista complains again and walker frowns.

"i'm sorry, ill stop." walker frowns even more and calista raises her eyebrow.

"ugh, don't frown, ill stop hitting you." calista mumbles for only walker to hear and he gives a small smile.

"did i say you can smile?" calista scratches her nails harshly into walkers scalp and he groans but can't help but chuckle.

"why are you laughing?" calista asks and stops harshly scratching his scalp, trying to do it a bit gentler.

"i think you're just a funny person without even noticing it, cal." walker compliments her not meaning to call her the nickname.

"what the hell did you just call me?" calista stops tugging her nails into his scalp and grabs the shower head and starts spraying his hair for the soap to come off but instead it goes into his eyes and she holds back a laugh.

"i called you calista— ow my eyes!" walker pushed her off and grabs a towel to dry his eyes immediately and calista bursts into a fit of laughter.

"okay, okay, i'm sorry, but all the paint is out for your hair anyways." calista snickers.

"thanks, i guess." walker mumbles the last part whilst rubbing his face with the towel.

calista nods and starts to head out of the bathroom but walker gently grabs her arm and her breath hitches, she snaps her head over to him and raises an eyebrow.

"do you need anything?" calista furrows her eyebrows but not taking his hand off her arm.

"i've just been genuinely thinking for a while— why do you uhm— why do you dislike me so much, because i think we'd be great friends." walker stammers out whilst dropping his hand from her arm.

"awh, you think about me? that's cute walker." she pats him on the shoulder and exits the bathroom, ignoring the question.

she knew eventually he was gonna ask her way but she just didn't find the need to explain herself to him.

walker just sighs as he watches her leave the bathroom and just continues to dry his hair but from the point on, he's going to make it his life mission to become friends with calista pierce.

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"GRIFF, have you finished cleaning the kitchen?" calista crosses her arms as she looks between her younger brother and her best friend.

"yes, i have." griffin answers proudly.

"elijah, have you guys got all the paint off the floor and your hair?" calista looks down to her younger brother and he nods.