Post by THEODORE MASSINGER on Jun 25, 2016 22:05:28 GMT -5
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Cause darling I'm a
nightmare
dressed like a
daydream
maybe it had something to do with his position as the leisure club president, or maybe it was his sociable nature... or maybe, just maybe, it was due to some sort of need to be at the centre of everybody's attention. whatever the actual reason, theodore massinger was someone with the tendency to make sure that his name was known and heard by all those around laguna creek. today's occasion, for example, had something to do with him feeling the need to wave around his knowledge on a topic that he apparently had quite the experience in.
"time is precious, darling," with a quirked eyebrow and a hand to prop up his head by the jaw, the brunet was currently seen talking to a girl in the seat behind his, "especially my time." he said, a certain flare in his tone as per usual.
hearing said tone, the girl's brows were quick to push together. her fingers folded slightly and her vision slid away, almost as if she was hoping to hide the pink that had slowly surfaced on her cheeks, "well you really don't have to. i only said that it'd be helpful. but thinking about it now, i can probably, actually, do it myself. i mean, it's mine anyway, and-"
"ath ah," almost immediately his index finger was held up to silence his classmate, "no. stop. please." other hand came to touch his forehead, his grey eyes now hidden behind closed lids, "save that denial for someone else. because quite frankly i am rather in favour of not hearing excuses from someone such as yourself, who is, as we can both agree, rather incapable of stringing together beautiful words to paint an even more beautiful picture in order to win the heart of the man who had stolen hers."
"uhm, that was totally a run-on sentence-"
"no," eyes snapped open and the held up finger moved to his classmate's mouth, pressing against it as he glared at her, "zip it when i'm trying to help you, dear. the first step to solving a problem is to admit that you have one. ever heard of that?"
"well-"
"excellent," a nod of approval, and the pressing index finger pulled away from the girl's face. tapping the same finger against the piece of paper between the two of them, theodore continued, "first of all: this. pink is last year, girl. very, very last year. how about lilac grey or limpet shell? those are more likely to get you where you'd want his heart to be: in your pocket." one corner of his mouth curled upward into a smirk of sorts, the sixteen-year-old then picked up the piece of paper (upon which half of the girl's 'love note' was already written), "and the viva la juicy?" he shook the paper slightly and almost instantly a sweet scent was practically reeking from it.
tongue stuck out and his eyes rolled upward, "smell that? that's the smell of drunk girls leaving the club: tacky and desperate. either something as simple as coco mademoiselle or nothing at all. you want to ask him out, not hoping to be his next one night stand."
suspicious and feeling rather insulted, the female classmate stared at him bitterly, "i honestly-"
"trust me honey, i'm an expert at this."
"time is precious, darling," with a quirked eyebrow and a hand to prop up his head by the jaw, the brunet was currently seen talking to a girl in the seat behind his, "especially my time." he said, a certain flare in his tone as per usual.
hearing said tone, the girl's brows were quick to push together. her fingers folded slightly and her vision slid away, almost as if she was hoping to hide the pink that had slowly surfaced on her cheeks, "well you really don't have to. i only said that it'd be helpful. but thinking about it now, i can probably, actually, do it myself. i mean, it's mine anyway, and-"
"ath ah," almost immediately his index finger was held up to silence his classmate, "no. stop. please." other hand came to touch his forehead, his grey eyes now hidden behind closed lids, "save that denial for someone else. because quite frankly i am rather in favour of not hearing excuses from someone such as yourself, who is, as we can both agree, rather incapable of stringing together beautiful words to paint an even more beautiful picture in order to win the heart of the man who had stolen hers."
"uhm, that was totally a run-on sentence-"
"no," eyes snapped open and the held up finger moved to his classmate's mouth, pressing against it as he glared at her, "zip it when i'm trying to help you, dear. the first step to solving a problem is to admit that you have one. ever heard of that?"
"well-"
"excellent," a nod of approval, and the pressing index finger pulled away from the girl's face. tapping the same finger against the piece of paper between the two of them, theodore continued, "first of all: this. pink is last year, girl. very, very last year. how about lilac grey or limpet shell? those are more likely to get you where you'd want his heart to be: in your pocket." one corner of his mouth curled upward into a smirk of sorts, the sixteen-year-old then picked up the piece of paper (upon which half of the girl's 'love note' was already written), "and the viva la juicy?" he shook the paper slightly and almost instantly a sweet scent was practically reeking from it.
tongue stuck out and his eyes rolled upward, "smell that? that's the smell of drunk girls leaving the club: tacky and desperate. either something as simple as coco mademoiselle or nothing at all. you want to ask him out, not hoping to be his next one night stand."
suspicious and feeling rather insulted, the female classmate stared at him bitterly, "i honestly-"
"trust me honey, i'm an expert at this."
CHAE-RIN KIM ● tfw teddy basically just sounds like a sassy gay friend
MADE BY VEL OF GS