come on, baby, don't you hurt me anymore,
i'm not the same way that i was before.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛. . .
𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 has spent for as long as she
can remember hopelessly pining
over 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀, one of her older brothers
dearest friend...
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✶ IRL!
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"me? like destiny? that is absolutely insane, i'll have you know."
"oh brother," matt blows a breath from his lips as chris takes the previously empty seat next to him for their fourth period class. "the bell literally just rang, chris," he tries to tell him as he turns to look at him. he can't believe he's still on this when they had that conversation over the phone a couple hours ago.
"and?" he scoffs, making matt seriously resist from rolling his eyes. "this is a serious matter," he emphasizes like a mad man.
matt stares at him blankly for a few seconds before accepting the subject and sighing. "you like destiny," he states. when chris' jaw drops, he shrugs. "i said what i said." he remains strong with his point.
"no i don't," chris instantly tries to deny, staying determined with his need to defend himself. "just because i told you i thought she was fine that one ti—"
