proposal

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"He-"

"CAMERON! OMG! We're here! We're in fucking Chicago, dude, I'm so ready for the fucking show tonight, like, you have no fucking clue-"

"Whoa there you little ball of enthusiasm, why are you so excited?"

"You're more excited than I am, Cameron. Don't think I haven't been keeping tabs on all the little hints you've been dropping on social media."

"Whaaat? You're being ridiculous."

"Yeah, yeah, I can't even give two shits about what you and Claudia have planned, I'm too busy getting ready."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, Claudia's being extra with all of my makeup and whatnot. Dude, I've been sitting here for literally two hours."

"Ouch."

"Yeah, ouch. But it's worth it."

"It certainly is, you're going to look so adorable in your little pink dress."

"Don't mock it, dude, I'm already nervous enough as it is."

"I'm not mocking you, I'm being one hundred percent supportive."

"Supportive my fucking ass. Speaking of support, you're gonna fucking pee your pants when you see the posters we made."

"What? You made posters?"

"Hell yeah, with glitter and fairy lights; mine glows purple, of course."

"I- Yo- What? I can't believe you made posters."

"Aw, you sound so nervous."

"I am. I'm really nervous."

"Don't worry, you can't disappoint your supporters."

"Yeah, but I can disappoint you."

"Oh please, I'm undisappointable."

"You're mentally judging me, I can feel it in my stomach."

"You're making zero sense right now, but you're probably shitting bricks right now so I'll leave it be."

"You have no idea."

"Trust me, I have an idea. You shit bricks, I shit buildings."

"Why are you nervous?"

"Because I know you and Claudia have planned to call me out in front of everyone."

"Well, at least you figured that one out."

"Oh, god, what if Maggie shows up?"

"She won't, trust me. She's still in Los Angeles."

"Are you sure-"

"Chill out, Lia."

"Take your own advice, dude."

"I'm trying to, but I can only fit so much ice into my mouth at onc- shit, okay, we're going to eat now and then we're going to the hall to perform and shit, I'm going to fucking poo."

"Cameron! No! I'm dead, dude!"

"I gotta go, Lia, see you in... a few hours, I guess."

"Bye, Camero- wait a fucking minute."

"What?"

"How did you know I was wearing a pink dress?"

.CALL DISCONNECTED.

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Today I went to the Tate museum in London, and it was shit. I set off the alarm at least three times, my classmates kept on tripping me up because they know I'm incapable of standing without stacking it, and I refused to take the stairs, instead I waited for a lift that never came, with the company of my friends, one of which was anorexic so we couldn't rush up the stairs to catch up with our class.

So we got lost. BUT HEY IT WAS HILARIOUS.

P.S. I danced with the paintings and everybody in the museum filmed me. Even the tourists. #yolo #ihatemyself #dontcare