~LEEWAY~
"What are we doing?"
"Ruining our lives"
"I'm glad we're doing it together."
"I wouldn't want to ruin my life with anyone else"
(social media//real life)
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WARNING: Language and mention of adult themes
NOTE: Absolutely...
Octavia's guide to the hell that is the English language
TEACHER /ˈtēCHər/ (n.) A person who instructs students about certain topic ⤷alternative definition: something that Octavia had become ⤷see also: something that Joe Mazzello neither likes or complies with
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via_leea: This bitch sleep too much @christian_j420
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username: leezzello is cancelled
username: I'm taking this as a personal threat
username: more joe content please?
joe_mazzello: Nice too see you're doing better =] ⤷username: is this... tea i smell? ⤷via_leea:@joe_mazzello, thank you sm, can't wait to see you today!!
christian_j420: excuse you, @via_leea, when was THIS taken?
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"Dude, I'm standing right in front of you, why'd you just comment on my insta?" Octavia raised an eyebrow at Christian, taking another sip of her tea.
"Free clout I guess." Christian shrugged as he downed the last bit of tea in his mug.
It was 7:13 in the morning, but Octavia had been up for hours. She couldn't find herself being able to sleep, and having the cutest boy in the world sleeping on her couch didn't do her any favors. The one thing she sat up thinking about though was that Gwil never came home last night. Octavia was a heavy sleeper but she always woke up to her front door being opened, which it never did. She also looked in his room before she entered the bathroom, no Gwil in sight.
"So how'd you sleep last night?" Octavia asked, trying to make small talk, which she sucked at.
"Like a 1,000 year old dead person." Christian answered matter-of-factly.
"Ooo, edgy." Octavia said sarcastically.
"Man, always crushing my vibe, I swear. First I'm soft, now this bullshit? I'm never going to be able to impress you with my mysterious glance and Nirvana T-shirt now." He huffed as he crossed his arms, painting on a pouty face.
