#* becks x cordova. / dynamic.

[badcompanys]

( @likesouvenirs / cordova. ) it’s like eighty degrees out and she’s wearing a long sleeve hoodie ( with the hood up, of course ) and a pair of sunglasses. they meet in a diner, a short drive out of the way of anyone who’s going to be paying attention. she sits in the booth waiting for him to arrive, slurping down a chocolate milkshake and eating a plate of french fries. is it bad etiquette to eat during one’a these meetings? she’s unsure, but decides to go for it anyways.

he enters and she slumps down in the booth, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible, and she smirks inwardly at the way he rolls his eyes, muttering something underneath his breath. she knows better than to go to lengths like this - but the brunette likes irritating him when she is given the chance. shoving a few more fries in her mouth, she nods at him, acknowledging that its in fact, her, rebekah, but she knows that he knows who she is already.

“so, what gives?” she asks, pulling a leg up onto the booth seat and wrapping one of her arms around it, the other continuously piling fries into her mouth. “thought you were supposed to be keepin’ a low profile?” she says, flicking a bit of condensation from her milkshake over in his direction. “or did you just miss me? i bet that’s it. you missed me.” she says, a smirk on her lips.

#likesouvenirs #* rebekah. / threads. #* becks x cordova. / dynamic. #please have this dumb bitch. #i would apologize for her #but she'd probably punch me.