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fruitychild · 1 year
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Rowan: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?
Faraday: You’re a menace to society.
Citra: And a coward. Do TWENTY.
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fruitychild · 1 year
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Citra: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey of perfume?
Rowan: *chugs entire bottle*
Rowan: it’s perfume.
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fruitychild · 1 year
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Citra: is something burning?
Rowan: just my love for you.
Citra: Rowan, the toaster is on fire.
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fruitychild · 1 year
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Citra: hey Rowan, can I get a sip of your water?
Rowan: it’s not water
Citra: vodka then, nice!
Rowan: It’s vinegar.
Citra: Wha- What?
Rowan: it’s vinegar, COWARD.
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fruitychild · 1 year
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Citra: it’s dark in here
Rowan: don’t worry dude, I got this
Rowan: *stomps his feet*
Rowan: *Skechers light up*
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fruitychild · 1 year
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Citra: I want to wake up with you everyday for the rest of our lives
Rowan: I wake up at 4:30 AM
Citra:
Citra: I want to see you at some point everyday for the rest of our lives
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