[✓] 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒, 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗

seven ☆ you're really cute

NOVEMBER

narrator's pov:

lillian, waverly, jonah, and jack all had the same spanish class, so they were all reviewing for their test.

"como se dice 'i love you' en español?" lillian asked waverly.

"um... te odio?" waverly answered.

"that means i hate you in spanish, not i love you," jack joined in, turning around to face waverly and lillian.

"i, um, yeah, oops," waverly stammered.

jack laughed at waverly's flustered self, and turned back to his notebook.

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timothyturner i'm slowly being eaten alive by all this schoolwork
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imjackfrost ft?
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charcoalfacemasks gts it's 4am
↳ timothyturner tf then why
are u awake
↳ charcoalfacemasks because
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corbs 🌙
would liked to facetime...

decline or accept

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lillian yawned, and picked up the call, "why are you up?"

"well, i have post notifications for all of your accounts, so your finsta post woke me up," corbyn explained, yawning as well.

"oh, corbyn, if you're tired then just go back to sleep. i only have a few assignments left," lillian mentioned.

"no, if you're going to be up, so am i," corbyn declared, "we're going to do this together."

"are you sure you can help me with ap calculus work?" lillian laughed.

"okay, maybe not," corbyn replied, brushing his hand through his hair.

most of the facetime call consisted of silence while lillian did her work, corbyn asking if she was doing okay, lillian telling corbyn to go to bed, and small laughters from corbyn as he scrolled through the for you page with the intentions of sending lillian some tiktoks.

once it was 5:28am, lillian finished her work, "finally, i'm done."

"you have to watch all the tiktoks i sent you," corbyn replied.

"alright," lillian remarked, yawning.

she flopped on her bed, but once her head hit the pillow, she was fast asleep. corbyn continued to die of laughter as he watched the short videos, "lily pad, this is so funny. i'm sending it to you right now."

no reply.

"lily pad?" corbyn whispered, "are you awake?"

no reply.

"lillian reed turner?" corbyn whispered again.

he heard the faint snores that lillian was giving off, and laughed to himself, "i don't know what i'm feeling right now, but i do know that you're really cute when you sleep. goodnight, lily pad, see you tomorrow."

he hung up, and went to bed.

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