I don’t feel like going to school tomorrow.
merp
why are you merping?
because i feel like merping derp
I’m not a derp
are too a derp
(via techno-fitz)
merp
One Step Closer || Bianca
“I don’t know why you thought things would be so bad. You have to stop thinking so negatively, Fitzy. Everything is gonna work out for us.” She smiled and stood up. “Now, pancakes for dinner sound good? I have the peanut butter and jelly.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him up off the floor, leading him into her kitchen.
“Sorry..” He answered walking into the kitchen after her. “Good things don’t usually happen to me.” He hopped up onto the counter, like he usually did when he came over and nodded his head. “Peanut butter and jelly pancakes sound great right now.” He said rubbing his stomach before hearing it rumble.
She grabbed the pan and smiled. “Well then I’m glad I can change that for you.” She began mixing together the ingredients for the pancakes, the way she always made them. Peanut butter and jelly pancakes were their thing. In grade 8, they wanted sandwiches, but were out of bread. In Bee’s freezer, were some eggo pancakes, and that’s how the snack came to be. Once she had them all prepared, she handed him his plate and walked over to the table. “Enjoy.”
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One Step Closer || Bianca
“Well thanks. I’m glad someone does.” She smirked and kissed him again, this time, pushing him down so that she was on top of him, while he laid on the floor. She straddled his waist and sat up straight, looking down at him. “Wait until Milligan hears about this one.” She giggled and leaned down, kissing him again.
Fitz laughed and gripped onto Bianca’s hips, tighter than before. She was finally his and there was no way he was letting go. “He’s gonna be weirded out and give me a bunch of shit about it. But I could care less.” His hands moved his hands up from her hips to the small of her back. His fingers slipped under Bianca’s shirt and he pressed the pads of his warm fingers against her skin.
Bianca nodded and she traced a “B” on his chest with her fingertip. “Well, you’re gonna need to tell him about your.. girlfriend.” She raised an eyebrow to see his reaction to her calling herself his girlfriend. He hadn’t officially asked, but at this point, she didn’t really feel like he needed to. It was more of a given kind of thing.
Fitz closed his eyes and enjoyed the words of “your girlfriend” coming from Bianca’s lips. He smiled to himself, rubbing the pads of his fingers around the soft skin of her back. “I’ll tell him about my girlfriend tomorrow, promise.” He still couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that Bianca liked him back. He just had to make sure that he’d wouldn’t fuck it up. But knowing him, something bad as bound to happen eventually. “Wow…” he said bringing his hand to his head and running his fingers through his hair. “This went a lot better than I expected.”
“I don’t know why you thought things would be so bad. You have to stop thinking so negatively, Fitzy. Everything is gonna work out for us.” She smiled and stood up. “Now, pancakes for dinner sound good? I have the peanut butter and jelly.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him up off the floor, leading him into her kitchen.
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One Step Closer || Bianca
“Well thanks. I’m glad someone does.” She smirked and kissed him again, this time, pushing him down so that she was on top of him, while he laid on the floor. She straddled his waist and sat up straight, looking down at him. “Wait until Milligan hears about this one.” She giggled and leaned down, kissing him again.
Fitz laughed and gripped onto Bianca’s hips, tighter than before. She was finally his and there was no way he was letting go. “He’s gonna be weirded out and give me a bunch of shit about it. But I could care less.” His hands moved his hands up from her hips to the small of her back. His fingers slipped under Bianca’s shirt and he pressed the pads of his warm fingers against her skin.
Bianca nodded and she traced a “B” on his chest with her fingertip. “Well, you’re gonna need to tell him about your.. girlfriend.” She raised an eyebrow to see his reaction to her calling herself his girlfriend. He hadn’t officially asked, but at this point, she didn’t really feel like he needed to. It was more of a given kind of thing.
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