SUP3RFRUIT Imagines

Snow Day

EXAMS

ARE

OVER

And I ended up getting theatre instead of writing but yay.

Bye losers just kidding y'all are perfect.

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*Scott's POV*

"Mitch! Mitch, wake up!" I scream and jump on him.

"Geez, Scott. What do you want? I love you, but it's 8 A.M."

"It's snowing!" I say and turn his light on. We're staying in a hotel at the moment, and we don't get any snow in L.A., so this is important.

"But I'm sleeping." He groans and turns over.

I rip his covers off. "Come on, please?"

"Scott I really-"

"DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMAAAAAAN?"

"Okay, okay! Just please stop singing." Mitch laughs and gets out of bed.

I pout. "But...my voice is beautiful..."

"Not right now, apparently." He sasses and I put my hand on my chest.

"How dare you?"

"Queen will do what queen will does." He says and pushes me out of the room. "Starbucks? Pleaseeee."

"Mitch...it's like four blocks away and it's snowing."

He pouts.

"No..."

"Babe..."

"No.." I say, trying not to laugh.

He starts to fake cry.

"Okay, fine. I'll walk." I give in.

Why is he so cute?

I go outside. "Looks like this is gonna take an hour." I mumble to myself.

I stumble out into the snow and start walking.

After about 20 minutes of great difficulty, I finally reached the Starbucks.

There wasn't a line as there's like 78 feet of snow outside, so I got our drinks and left.

After another grueling 20 minutes, I got to our room.

"Drinks!" I yelled and Mitch came in. "Thanks. Your clothes are all wet, by the way."

"Yes because there is 6 inches of snow outside. I wish we were in L.A."

"Me too. We'll be home in a week though." Mitch said and took a sip of his coffee.

"So what do you wanna do today? We can either get some extra practice in or stay on tumblr." I said.

"Or we can build snowmen and I can pretend that I have a cute life and a functional relationship." Mitch said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Are you calling us dysfunctional?"

Mitch shrugged. "Pretty much. I'm gonna go put snow clothes on."

"Wait are we actually-"

"Yes I want a cute relationship like Kirstie and Jeremy! Everything's cuter with gays anyway."

I almost spit out my drink. "Okay fine. Gimme ten minutes."

He walked out and I threw on the best snow clothes I could find, which consisted of a SnapBack, jeans, sweatpants, a sweater, a jacket, fuzzy socks and some old boots.