❛ do you think me & you need to talk about what happened at kieran’s birthday bash or should we just let it die because i’m in favor of going with the latter option. ❜
teeth nervously chew on lower lip, fingertips awkwardly drumming upon own thigh as he speaks. the residue of the events that had occurred the previous evening linger in the air. the fine threshold of platonic had unfortunately been crossed all due to some poisoned shots. he probably cares far more than she does. her mind tended to be elsewhere as of late far away from where his resided. they used to be in sync perfectly. things had changed as did people but it is something he does not want to admit out loud. bicurious & the virgin were still intact. perhaps a bit frayed, but still whole. for now. // @noaccomplice ♥’d
❛ NO —— we shouldn’t talk about it, because there’s nothing to talk about. ❛
it’s as simple as that as far as she is concerned ; never before without the influence of spiked tequila & gut-wrenching hallucinations had her mind ventured to the possibilities of what it would be like to kiss noah foster. despite the AWKWARD AFTERMATH, it didn’t phase her, not nearly as much as it seemed to phase her questioning partner in crime, not when she had other things to focus on. ❛ it was the drugs, noah – ❛ thoughts come to a pause as brows furrow – the girl that once knew her best friend’s every move hadn’t been paying nearly enough attention. she had been too pre-occupied with her own thoughts, own growing obsession. ❛ — ANYWAY, why are you asking me about it ? ❛