🐝🧸🎨 AUGUST
❪ jeremiah fisher 𝒙 fem!oc ❫ [ sandbox friends who've a fallout to lovers ]
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Beatrice Cordova still had the teddy bear that Jeremiah Fisher, the ring toss god, had won her when she was twelve. Of course, she'd ne...
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004 you don't even live here
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As I'm sure you're aware, getting escorted home by the police is frowned upon, especially by the stricter of parents. Fortunately enough for Beatrice, it was not her mother that she had been brought home to. It was Belly's.
In her opinion, Laurel Park was an extraordinary sort of a mother: a cool, semi laid back one. Miles less uptight than her own. In this particular moment, though, Laurel seemed far from amused.
"How could you guys be so irresponsible?" Laurel chided, disbelief hidden in the tone she had taken on.
"Mom," Steven spoke up, taking a handful of steps forward. "It wasn't a big deal. All right? Seriously, the cops were just trying to break up the bonfire."
"Not a big deal?!"
"Yes."
Laurel inhaled sharply. "I would say getting picked up by the cops for underaged drinking is a pretty big deal, Steven."
Steven went entirely silent for a moment, cautiously inhaling the air around him. He scoffed, "Were- were you guys smoking tonight?"
"What?" Laurel's eyebrows knit together, a mix of guilt and denial, the kind you have when you've just been caught red handed, was strewn across her face.
