LMS

one hundred fifty - holiday special

ManiBear 🐻✅:
IiᴵᶦIIiᴵᶦIIiᴵᶦIᶦᴵIiIiᴵᶦIᶦᴵIiiiIiIiᴵᶦIᶦᴵIi

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Dinah Jane ✅: @normanik don't want a lot fororor christmaaAs

ManiBear 🐻✅: @normanik @finahjane therer is just one thing IiᴵᶦIᶦᴵIi neeEd

Dinah Jane ✅: @normanik i don't care about the preseEents, uUunderneath the christmas treeEe

ManiBear 🐻✅: @normanik @finahjane oh, i just want you for my own, MOOORre than you could ever know, oh

Ally Brooke 😻✅: @normanik @finahjane literally shut up

Dinah Jane ✅: @normanik @allysus YOU DIDN'T LET US FINISH

Dinah Jane ✅: @normanik make my wish cooOme truUe, heyy y yeeaaEeah

ManiBear 🐻✅: @normanik @finahjane allll i want for christmaaas, IiᴵᶦIᶦᴵIis

Dinah Jane ✅: @normanik youuuUuuUuuUuuu

Ally Brooke 😻✅: @normanik @finahjane ........are you done?

Lauren Jauregui 🙈✅: @normanik @allysus i hope so. mariah carey is too good for this kind of treatment.

Camila ✅: @normanik @lmj96 she really just doesn't deserve this

Lauren Jauregui 🙈✅: @normanik @ccabello not at all

Camila ✅: @normanik @lmj96 we are in agreement

Dua Lipa ✅: @normanik @lmj96 @ccabello wut

Halsey ✅: @normanik @duaaa don't get involved, hun

Lucy Vives ✅: @normanik @finahjane @allysus @lmj96 @ccabello @duaaa @iamhalsey can all of you shut your traps and watch the movie?

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"You're lame," Dinah lowers her phone in her lap, tossing her legs across Normani's lap and resting her head on her shoulder. She glares across the room at Lucy, who lays on the floor beside her own girlfriend at the foot of the couch adjacent to theirs, resting her head in Ally's lap. She simply drops her phone onto the carpet, raising a middle finger and centering her focus on the TV.

"You're all children," Ally sighs, subconsciously running her fingers through Lucy's hair.

"So?" Ashley drops her head beside Ally's, flipping her body upside down on the couch to mock her, "I'd rather be a child than be uptight," Ashley sticks her tongue out playfully, dodging Ally's tiny and mighty fist as she attempts to shoo her off.

"Can all of you stop? It's Christmas," Lauren calls from the kitchen, tossing a roll of bread at the back of Dua's head.

"Ow!" She picks the bread up off the pillow behind her, "What did I do?" Lauren grabs a second roll and tosses it in her direction. This time, Dua catches it.

"Nothing," Lauren shrugs, lifting the tray of snacks she'd prepared since they were spending their Christmas get together at Camila and Lauren's, "It's just fun to mess with you."