“i don't know. but may the odds be ever in your favor."

          “think there’s anyway i can get away with tanning naked?” the male joked, laughing lightly.

    she sat and looked down at him, "relationship's drama,     i hate it." cami couldn't help but to laugh a little, she     didn't even do relationships anymore, not really.     "i don't know to be honest. i kind of wish i was."

     his eyes watched how the girl bended down and helped      him once again. the embarassment will come tomorrow.      ”one word, g-girlfriend         and drunk, ‘cause i n-needed it.”      he pulled up his legs on the couch before laying down.      ”why aren’t you drunk?”

    "bet your ass you do." a chuckle slipped from the blonde,      who pushed kyson back on the couch, bending to untie      his shoes and take them off for him, since clearly he was      having a hard time doing it himself. "so, why are you drunk      and homeless?"

      ”         yeah i am.” kyson chuckled, before noticing how stupid         it sounded and it got more stupid when she had to help him         inside onto the couch. ”thank you, really.” he spoke, nodding         his head along with his words. ”i owe you breakfast t-tomorrow.”         he bended forward so he could try and untie his shoes which         was a task. 

    "you didn't don't worry..." his stuttering confused her      even more, until she realized why. "god you're drunk."      she mumbled, sighing a little. "i guess you can, come on."      camile grabbed the boy's arm and helped him inside,      wondering why he even thought of going to her when      they barely knew each other. "come on, sit down." she     helped him onto the couch, chuckling a little.

     when she opened the door kyson let out a relieved       sigh and smiled at the girl. but she seemed confused       so he was worried he woke her up.. ”i’m s-sorry i woke       y-you up.” he stuttered, more cause of his state of being.       ”d-don’t ask why, but can i sleep o-on your couch?”        kyson tried his best not to look that drunk by resting        against the doorframe and talking slowly.

   camile was going through one of those nights     when she just couldn't fall asleep. she turned     the lights on and went in the kitchen, ready to     make some hot chocolate. maybe that would     help her sleep. when she heard the knock she     furrowed her brows, confused. walking over     she opened it, and saw her neighbor. that was     unusual. ‘ what... are you doing here ?? ’

It’s like 3AM and my girlfriend locked me out of the house and I forgot my keys and I’m really drunk pls take pity on me and let me crash at your place for the night o’ neighbor of mine AU

    to be honest kyson had one of the best nights      in a while and the last thing he wanted was      being locked out of his house by his angry girl-      friend. so there he stood completely drunk,      knocking on his neighbor door. the lights were      on?? ‘ please, open..  ’ he muttered quietly.

okay but imagine this…….. federal agent’s son/daughter is dating a criminal au

         "did it... uh, mean something          to you though?"

          she let out a humorless laugh.           “that’s the first time anyone’s           said that to me. but that’s a           great idea ─ i guess..”

           “so you liked it... i can't say            i didn't.  but uhm, we probably            shouldn't do it again. you're            my best friend, i don't want            you to get hurt i guess."

            “i’m only complicated cause             this is weird! i shouldn’t have             liked it or even want to do it             again ──” well, there’s your             problem.

             ”you're too fucking complicated.               wanna talk about it? fine. did               you like it? wanna do it again?               look, i don't know what the hell               you even want me to say."

          “because it’s fucking weird!” calm down           little one. “you don’t just sleep with your           best friend sister kindergarten and not talk           about it.”

                   ❛ i kind of only heard half of it but you're                        totally jealous. ❜

                     ❛ so, have you n o t been listening to me for the past                         ten minutes?? ❜

              ”god, i don't knoww, did it? you ask                too many questions." he's just                extremely confused, actually.

               ”it didn’t mean anything?” now she was just                 questioning it,questioning him.

                 "that's what you want then?" fine,                  he was confused, but he hadn't                  regret what happened.

                  “──that it won’t ever happen again.”                  that may have been a bit of a lie,but                   that’s what seemed right.

            ”what do you want me to say              delilah?"

             ”─yeah but you normally don’t fuck your best               friend. when you’re both sober.”

              ”i guess. or do we have to make a big deal out of it?               you know me, i don't like talking about stuff."

               ”─so are we just going to ignore the fact that we had                s e x last night, or” that was strange coming from her                mouth,more so being directed towards her best friend.