❝ you're important to me, you piece of shit. ❞
˗ˏˋ 💐 ˎˊ˗ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ───
ever since a disagreement back in their junior year, nova davis and matt sturniolo have been enemies, for reasons unknown to the rest of their friend group. all their...
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#001 ─── PINKY PROMISE. ( 𖤐⭒⋆ ) #irl, imsgs, social media !
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"YOU'RE NOT FUCKING nicki minaj, rj, come fucking help." as another minute of literal fucking torture passes by, nova somehow resists the urge to strangle rj with her own bare hands. she's currently standing on this ladder with her arms above her head pressed to the wall in an awkward position as she holds onto one side of the banner. chris stands on the other side, standing on his own ladder as he holds up the other end. call nova dramatic or whatever the fuck, but she's 100% sure that she can feel her arms starting to fall from their fucking sockets as she holds this stupid ass banner that she's been holding onto for the last 45 minutes straight as rj "directs" chris and nova on where to place the banner. only he's not really been directing them at all. all rj has done in the last forty-five minutes is confuse his lefts for his rights and then yell at nova and chris for getting them wrong, even though they didn't, he did. and grab this stupid neon pink karaoke microphone that rj's mom bought him for his twelfth birthday, which he's been using to sing basically nicki minaj's entire discovery. that's where nova's urge to strangle rj with her bare hands began, to be honest, the moment rj started singing anaconda really loudly for the fifth fucking time, sounding like a literal dying narwhal, proving once again why he's only the drummer for his band since the guy literally can't sing to save his life. rj gasps, genuinely offended by nova stating that he's not nicki mianj. "um, fuck you? i could literally be the barb." he says, glaring at his two best friends when they both look back at him in disbelief. chris snorts. "you sound fucking awful, man."
