ew it’s wonton
i’m so thrilled.
i’m so thrilled.
ew, don’t. i just want you around to get my coffee for me.
I should have expected as much… oh well. baby steps. one day, you’ll appreciate me. in the meantime I’ll just annoy you.
I can’t tell if you’re still being sarcastic or not, but if not. Good for you.
bahaha. sorta, sorta not. I’ve been way too busy for a while to even think about it, but it’s not all bad!
Are you kidding? Who wouldn’t love to be molested by you.
pft, clearly no one, which is why I get so much ass.
like a sea anemone without a clownfish.
oh my god, I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me. I’m going to cry.
I basically do the same thing. I am a food vacuum. You probably have very fast metabolism, which probably explains why you can eat so much and hardly put on any weight. So, you’re a very lucky guy. That’s true. I’m sure there is a bunch of things to do in LA right now.
well I’m about to find out! Jennifer and I are hittin’ the streets.
His life had been a whirlwind lately, fraught with tours, award shows, and cram sessions in the studio. He’d barely had any time to himself, and even now… he was supposed to be working, but he could stop for one night. After hearing from Jennifer for the first time in almost 8 months, he instantly dropped everything to go and meet her.
Stopping by his hotel to freshen up and grab his jacket, Anton hopped back into his rental car and checked his phone for the address to her condo, putting it in the GPS and taking off. He felt elated, grinning like a kid in a candy store as he made his way there. Jennifer had been a good friend, and let’s be honest… it was pretty awesome being able to say he was biffles with her. A lot of his other friends tried to call bullshit, but he’d show them yet! Their professions didn’t overlap much - Anton was much more accustomed to meeting fellow musicians, which was another thing that made Jen so special. He didn’t ever feel compelled to talk ‘shop’ around her, which made her a more genuine break from his day to day life than anyone else, and sometimes he needed that. Plus, she was hella fuckin’ fun.
Finally pulling up outside her place, the bouncy young German climbed out of his car and hurried to her door, giving it a few quick knocks. “Jeeeen!” he called, breaking into a grin when the door pulled open. He didn’t even give her a second to respond before he had her wrapped up in a tight hug, letting out an excited laugh. “Aaaah, it’s so good to see you again!”
you always look like a dumbass.
aww, you’re picking on me again, you must really miss me.
With you? Never!
most excellent! my number is still the same, text me wherever I can pick ya up so we can get this party on the road!
I literally just got in two hours ago. You’re in luck.
it was meant to be, my dear… you’re not too jetlaggy to party, are ya?
omg, before I come to Toronto remind me to spend all my American because I always forget and then try to pay with it and look like a dumbass.
Oh no, that would just be terrible.
awful. horrific for everyone involved. I might accidentally molest someone who didn’t deserve it!
A whole lot of nothing! I live a boring life.
UNACCEPTABLE. we gotta remedy this. I’m in LA, I assume you’re in LA… let’s go do something!
god quit living up to your racist nickname, you little shit. haha. porter is the weeaboo, not you.
poptart IS… but you used to be. you still kind of are, you’re just more discreet about it. except for that fucking sleeve tattoo.
It is. Too bad it makes you fat, but they have gyms, so that’s okay. It’s nice to meet you, too! I didn’t really have any plans. I’m probably just going to cuddle with my dog and watch Netflix. What about you?
I have this amazingly weird thing where I eat shitloads of everything that’s set down in front of me, but I don’t get fat. I don’t understand it, but I’m not about to complain!! as far as plans go, nothing yet… but the night is young!