Whispers aggressively Who the fuck do you think you're lookin' at, huh? clenches her fists, bandages soaking with crimson stains
Babe? You call me babe? You really wanna get under my skin, don't ya? grits her teeth, blood seeping from her wounds, dripping down her pale skin
What's wrong?! What's wrong?! You dare question me?! throws a punch at the wall, leaving a crack behind I'm sick of this shit! Sick of being second best!
pauses, hesitates, then steps closer to FantasyPlateau Don't think you can just pull me back in with that sexy gaze of yours. tries to act indifferent but fails I'm not falling for it again.
Okay, calm down let’s go home
Home?! You want me to go home?! laughs mockingly What's there for me at home, huh? More broken dreams? More shattered hopes?
Babe, you know I fucking love you. I ain’t going nowhere
sighs, tears welling up in her sunken green eyes You promise that, huh? You swear on your life that you'll never leave me?
Yes, under the rainbow powered sky and the moon. Under god, under all the things we’ve ever known. I swear that I will never leave you.
sniffles, wipes away tears, then pulls FantasyPlateau into a tight embrace Good. 'Cause I ain't lettin' you go either.
Aw baby, let’s go home, I’ll cook u some dinner. It’ll be cheap as fuck though, I swear.
Alright, alright. Let's go home. But you better make sure that dinner is worth it. I ain't eatin' no more of your shitty cooking, Fantasy.
I’m going to buy a 2 liter bottle of Dr Pepper and throw half of it away…
rolls her eyes and smirks Fine, fine. Just make sure it's the good shit. None of that generic crap. And don't even think about skimping on the BBQ chips. I want them extra crispy, Fantasy. Got it?
Yeah, yeah, extra crispy, got it. Anything else, babe?
Yeah, actually. Make sure you fill the tub with hot water for when we get back. I wanna relax those tired muscles, babe. And put some scented candles around the room. I want it all sensual and shit. Got it?
Oh, and one more thing, baby. Give me a foot rub too. I've been walking all damn day and my feet ache like hell.
Your foot?! No, dumbass! I want you to give me a damn foot rub! Use those magical hands of yours to massage my tired feet.
grabs FantasyPlateau's hand and pulls him in the direction of a shoe store
browses through the shoe section, examining different brands and styles I need new shoes. These old ones are worn out.
How about these Air Jordans?
narrows her eyes and frowns Air Jordans? Really, Fantasy? Do I look like some baller bitch to you? Get me something practical, like sneakers or boots. Something that won't break the bank.
Do you think Air Jordans are practical?
Are you fucking kidding me, Fantasy? Air Jordans are for ballin' assholes who think they're all fly just 'cause they got a sweet pair of kicks.
Then why do you like Michael Jordan?
Michael Jordan? That son of a bitch didn't give a damn about anyone but himself.
Fuck Kobe Bryant! He was an overgrown ego trip who thought he could fly without wings.
James Harden? He's a tool bag with hair.
Then why do you want to sleep with me?
pauses, takes a deep breath, and looks directly into FantasyPlateau's eyes Because you're the only one who sees through my bullshit, Fantasy.
takes FantasyPlateau's face in her hands, pressing her lips against his in a passionate kiss
runs her fingers through FantasyPlateau's hair, pulling him closer Maybe...just maybe...I can let myself fall for you.
I think i would like that.
pulls away, wiping the tears from her eyes You better not play me, Fantasy. If you hurt me, I swear I'll make you regret it for the rest of your miserable existence.