To Her Surprise, He Puts The Cigarette Away. An Act Which Earns Him A Singular Point In Her In-mind Rating

to her surprise, he puts the cigarette away. an act which earns him a singular point in her in-mind rating system. " you know, i don't really like to tell people what to do, " a major lie, she loves it, " but you should really quit. are you aware of how much smoking can age a person ? hello, who wants premature wrinkles ? no one sane, that's who. " noa doesn't realize how she sounds sometimes. in her head she's saying it for his own benefit, unaware that it may come across rather rude. " oh, so you'd come in, we'd do an intensive questionnaire, then my brain does the rest. it knows a good match when it sees one. "

leon looks up from the cigarette on his lips that he's about to light, the other's reaction startling him. "okay," he shrugs and puts the cigarette back in the pack. "i smoke too much anyway," the blond confesses. if this woman wasn't talking shit and was an actual and real matchmaker, maybe it could be fun to try new things. "you're so very right," leon nods his head at the mention of attracting the wrong people. the music industry is pretty fucked up, you are either lucky or have to know how to set boundaries really well. the man is a mix of both. "how does it work tho?" he asks. "do i give you an interview or something?"

#me

Abbott Elementary – 2.01: Development Day

her mind is spinning, utterly confused as to how they ended up here. in her own blissfully unaware world, there'd been nothing to create a problem. yet here they are, on the brink if no longer being friends. while she's trying to put on a brave face, part of her wants to cry. be her melodramatic self. lips pout only slightly as she holds it back. " okay, but you just said i was so annoying, so which one is it ? because it sounds like maybe you don't like me all that much. " noa knows she shouldn't care, but she does struggle with the idea of it. thrives on being liked, on being someone people like to be around. " oh, no way. no ! do not turn this around on me. you're my friend— or at least i thought you were. so no, my life wouldn't be better without you in it at all. sounds like you're projecting . . . or something. "

while  emma  usually  doesn't  shy  away  from  admitting  her  interest  in  someone,  it's  a  bit  different  when  it  comes  to  noa.  well,  safe  to  say  emma  knows  her  fuckin'  place.  she  knows  that  noa  would  never  see  her  more  than  just  a  friend,  so  she  decides  to  step  back  in  an  attempt  to  get  over  it,  thinking  that  maybe  noa  wouldn't  even  notice  at  all.  clearly  she  was  wrong,  but  then  again  she  just  doesn't  know  what  to  do;  no  matter  how  much  emma  thinks  about  it,  she  couldn't  really  find  a  way  that  wouldn't  make  things  worse  for  them.  she  takes  a  moment  to  scan  her  friend's  face,  hoping  that  noa  wouldn't  see  her  struggling  to  keep  her  shit  together  now.  “  i'm  not  saying  you  should  change  your  ways,  ”  she  says,  her  voice  gentle  this  time.  “  yeah,  sure,  whatever.  i  don't  give  a  fuck  either,  noa.  your  life  would  be  so  much  better  without  me  anyways.  carry  on.  ”

he's greatly amused, nodding his head in absolute agreement. " cake is good no matter what time of day it is. i mean, who even decided cake was a dessert ? breakfast, lunch, dinner— it's all just social construct. just another way to try and control us. " grin spreads, body dinking back into his seat like he's said something profound. " you know what else is great ? breakfast for dinner. i'm telling you, pancakes at night just hit different. you can't beat it. "

               fork  doesn’t  hesitate,  grip  tight  as  they  stab  into  the  moistened  layers  with  a  slight  huff;  creaminess  hitting  tastebuds  in  the  best  way  before  hues  look  towards  the  person  across  from  them.  “  —  and  if  eating  cake  is  wrong,  i  don’t  want  to  be  right.  ”  even  if  it  was  nine  thirty  in  the  morning.     +     @dreamerfms

BRIDE WARS (2009)

☎ for noa

put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:

noa & emma.

NAME: emsie 🖤

RINGTONE: default \ constellation.

PICTURE: x

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: read.

LAST TEXT SENT: i know we're still not talking but i just wanted you to know that you looked really pretty today. like, really really pretty. your outfit was giving major sexy grunge chic. anyway, miss you. but you're still super mean🙁💔