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rarely-conscious · 2 years
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Holy shit, it’s finally happening.
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porternash · 2 years
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EYYYYYYYYYYYY
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lovelack · 2 years
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ding dong, the dickheads gone.
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unseelie-ghuleh · 1 year
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Ding Dong the dickheads gone 🖕🏻
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its-all-ineffable · 3 years
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DING, DONG, THE DICKHEAD'S GONE!🥳
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rudestmechanical · 3 years
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ding dong the dickhead’s gone
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ramadiiiisme · 3 years
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Ding dong the dickhead's gone!
- Russell Howard (Recalibrate)
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DING DONG THE DICKHEADS GONE
we still have to get through the next 2 1/2 months of trump trying to take us all down with him, but you know what?
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DING DONG THE DICKHEAD'S GONE!!!
I have been waiting FOUR YEARS to say that. Anyone else feeling a profound sense of relief? I am crying in relief. Just all the stress of the last four years of climbing unrest and injustice and worry over what might come next, who might be next washing away.
I am not naive enough to believe this is going to be a sudden Renaissance or anything. But, I do trust and have faith that these next four years will at the very least be less genocidal.
Good Luck Mr. President and Madam Vice President.
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qceensofkings-a · 5 years
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Russell Howard Starter Memes
Warning: Some of these contain swear words and are nsfw suggestive
"She's alright. What's for tea? I'd like to be a jedi." "When the fuck did Piers Morgan become socially relevant?" "Yes. You'd like that wouldn't you?" "What have you done to my baby?!" "I've made him better. Look at him." "Are you a light switch? 'Cause you're turning me on." "Make him stop!" "Sugar, has anyone ever told you... you look like Ellen?" "I've never got more instantly English in my life!" "What's going on here?" "I'd quite like to be a lady." “I gotta Snapchat this!” “I just invented a word for something that will never happen!” “Hey! Stop taking pictures of me!” “I may be famous, but I’m still a person!” “Mate, you’re stood next to a Pokemon.” “Fucking Americans.” “Has anyone got anything I can suck?” “Nobody will ever believe you.” “I think not, furry hat.” “Oh, I’m so old and weary.” “Ding, dong, the dickhead’s gone!” “People need to die.” “We were defeated by bendy bread!” “Let’s fight them with Christian love.” “Do you want a Mars Bar?” “Do you have a Kit Kat?” “Don’t try to negotiate with the terrorists.” “I didn’t lose my virginity dressed as a German plumber!” “Fucking look at the ribs on that!” “Well, this is lovely. But look at the lawn.” “Bring on the winter!” “I’m a bit crazy.” “This is our earth.”
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rainy--dayys · 6 years
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Extra Cheesy - Sweet Pea x Reader (3/?)
Summary: After literally bumping into the cute pizza guy and then promptly running away, (Y/N) has something to take care of which may or may not lead her in the direction of said boy?
Words: 2658
Warnings: Swearing, yelling, cheesiness!
A/N: I firstly just wanted to apologise to you all for how long it took me to finish this part! I was having a tough time finding inspiration to write but seem to have suddenly gotten my mojo back! Again, super sorry about making you guys wait for me but thank you for your patience!
A/N/N: I am feeling so much love you guys! Your responses have warmed my heart so much that a third part was in order! I decided to do this chapter a little differently and have it in the readers point of view! Let me know if you liked it like this and if not, I can always make a chapter 3.5 back in Sweet Pea’s point of view!? :))
You can read part 1 Here! And part 2 Here!
Readers Point of View
It was oddly quiet in the halls today.
I could actually breathe in the sweet smell of silence as strange as that sounds.
Ever since Southside High shut down the halls had been over crowded with tattoos and leather jackets. Not that I have anything against the Southside at all, I don’t have anything against anyone but the halls have been so crowded due to the closure that I spent most of my lunch times in the library or outside.
I was walking briskly but freely through the halls, sticking towards the lockers as I didn’t want to run into anyone when I rounded the corner and coincidently smashed straight into a large and muscular make-shift wall.
Colliding with the figure I was thrown to the ground, books strewn everywhere and a basketball could be heard bouncing away from my ass which was sore from the fall.
Standing up and wiping my legs, I began to pick up the mess the person had created, starting by picking up my books and their gym bag in hopes to make a mends.
“Oh my gosh I am so so sorry! I can’t believe I just did that, I should be more careful!” I rushed out as I finished grabbing the remains of my Biology book. To be fair, it wasn’t exactly my fault, he really should be looking where he’s going but I didn’t want to anger the boy more then he probably already was.
“You had all of this room and you decide to slam straight into me, great!” He grumbled sarcastically, snatching his gym bag out of my hands without so much as a thank you.
Placing his bag over his shoulder he yelled angrily, “Next time, watch where you are fucking going!”
That was it.
That was the final straw.
I was furious now! Sure, I had run into him but I am nothing compared to his tall stature.
“I said I was sorry okay? No need to be an asshole about it,” I yelled at the tall boy, looking up for the first time to see what Jerk had been such a dick about a little accident.
Looking up, my eyes met the ones that I couldn’t stop thinking about since we first met. It was the boy who I delivered pizza two all those days ago.
Sure, he was an asshole and yelled at me both times we have interacted but look at those chocolate brown eyes. How can you not fall in love with those orbs of melted chocolate.
God, they make me swoon.
The next thing I knew I was staring into the boys eyes and instantly regret calling him an asshole, even though he is one.
A sudden realisation washed over me as I remembered where I was headed and I had no time to stop.
Before I had even realised what was happening, my feet were taking unusually fast strides and were suddenly carrying themselves, and myself along with them out the doors of Riverdale High.
I could hear him.
I could hear his deep, sultry voice calling out after me but I couldn’t stop.
I couldn’t stop myself from running away, like leaving the scene of an awkward, humiliating crime.
And yet…
I want nothing more then to turn straight around, apologise for calling him an asshole and to smash my lips into the giant hunk but I couldn’t.
How could I when I would be letting down the person who needed me the most.
Without even realising it, my body had auto-piloted me to that person. The one person who depended on me and relied on me more than anyone else in the world. The person who-
“Y/N!”
“Hey Buddy! How was school?” I laughed as my little brother run up to me and hugged my lower-half.
Once he was done, I took his hand in mine and we began our long trek home. I would love to take the bus home or even drive but we need that extra cash for food or necessities.
“It was good! We got to play with Lego and do a giant obst-obst-“
“Obstacle?”
“Yeah that one, an obs-ical course! And we had cake cause it was Jackson’s birthday and and..”
“Hey there kiddo, slow down and take a breath! It sounds like you had a full-on day today!” I laughed, ruffling his shaggy hair that definitely needed a trim, which again would cost much more then we could afford.
As we continue to walk the long treck home from (Y/B/N)’s school, we slowly but surely cross the invisible line between the two halves of town; the Northside and the Southside, on purpose of course.
Out of pure habit and years of experience, I grabbed (Y/B/N)’s hand a little tighter and bought him closer to my side, knowing that on this side of town you could never be too cautious.
It wasn’t like I don’t trust Southsiders, I am one after all, but there are some people on the Southside who cannot be trusted.
The Serpents are trustworthy, some can be a little scary and cut off statue heads but they are relatively harmless. The outsiders (like myself who do not belong in a gang) are trustworthy and just like to keep to themselves away from all the gang violence and rivalry. But the Ghoulies, they are the ones we have to watch out for.
Finally reaching the trailer, I unlock the rusty door and rush (Y/B/N) inside so he can have his afternoon snack and finish his homework before I have to go to work.
After cooking up a feast that consisted of a toasted sandwich with a side of 2 minute noodles, I was now ready to head off to work.
(Y/B/N) was now safely tucked in his bed, fast asleep and shouldn’t wake ‘till morning.
So everything should have been going to plan, correct?
WRONG!
“Forsythe Pendleton Jones the Third you answer your fucking phone right now or so help me I will shove your beanie so far up your ass that it’ll never see the light of day! Arghhhh just get your sorry butt over here because I have to leave and you have to baby sit, remember? Ughhhh get here NOW!” I whisper yelled into the phone, in awe of how dim that boy can be at times.  
I really didn’t want to leave my little brother at home alone but I also cannot afford to lose this job.
If I lose this job then (Y/B/N) won’t be able to eat or get new clothes that he really needs or a haircut. I don’t care if I starve, wear old clothes or have raggedy hair, he doesn’t deserve that life and just because our parents ditched us, doesn’t mean I’m going to fail him.
So with all this weighing in my mind, I take one last look at his tiny frame and grab my jacket before practically sprinting out the door and towards the pizza place I’ve been working at for the past few months.
After serving many costumers and delivering many pizzas, I was finally walking the tiring path to that little place known as home.
With my corny blue cap long gone, I dragged my feet one foot at a time as I struggle to keep my eyes open. It was currently two in the morning and I was finally making my way home.
In the end, Jughead had ended up calling and saying that he would check up on (Y/B/N) but he couldn’t stay long which wasn’t an ideal situation but I had no other choice.
I had to just trust that (Y/B/N) would stay asleep and that no scumbag Ghoulies broke into our trailer which, considering where we lived wasn’t an unlikely situation.
As I climbed the steps that lead to the trailer door, I was hit with this sudden sensation. A sensation that I couldn’t quite explain except that it felt like someone was behind me.
Whipping my head around I was met with four boys. Three looked around thirteen and the other was smaller, more familiar.
The four boys where walking up to the trailer across from mine when I saw them knock on the door as loud and as obnoxiously as they could and then run as fast as they could, seeking cover behind anything they could find.
The older man ripped open the door in nothing but a singlet and boxers and started to search for the ding-dong-ditchers frantically and with a scowl on his face but alas found nothing.
Sighing, he turned around and stomped back inside, closing the door behind him as irritably as he opened it.
So these were the infamous ding-dong-ditchers that had been terrorising our neighbourhood for the past few months. They have been non-stop knocking on every trailer for forever but I’m never home to deal with it, however I do get some choice words thrown around by Jughead when he baby sits.  
Loud cackles could he heard from behind two motorbikes, as the little shits emerged from the darkness, revealing their identity like a dumb superhero.
I gasped loudly as one of the faces becomes abundantly clear.
(Y/B/N).
(Y/B/N) was a part of the thugs that were bugging serpents and ghoulies alike, probably earning them all a death wish if they were ever caught!
No way!
This isn’t like him at all! Someone must be making him do this and I am going to give those someone’s a piece of my mind!
“Do you little shits mind telling me why you assholes and my innocent little brother are knocking on people doors at two in the morning?” I questioned, walking over to them and crossing my arms over my chest to try and show some sort of dominance. After all, they are only like twelve, right?
“What’s it to you? He’s always home by himself or with that beanie wearing dickhead who doesn’t take his eyes off of his computer for long enough to notice he’s even gone!” The tallest done yelled back, stepping in front of the gang.
Oh I am going to slaughter Jughead, slowly and oh so painfully.
“That’s because I work you fucker! I make a living, so he can even be in that trailer!” I counter, stepping closer to the kid.
“Well maybe you should work harder cause that metal box you call a trailer is an actual shit fest and should be compounded!” He barked, stepping up so his face was closer to mine.
“You talk about my house ONE. MORE. TIME. And I will bash your teeth in so that you have to drink your dinner through a straw. So, you either step the fuck back and let me take MY brother home before you twats turn him into one of you losers or I bash your fucking skull in? Which will it be?” I yell through gritted teeth and don’t back down.
A flicker of fear flashed over his glossy eyes as he stepped back towards his friends, the same expression on their faces.
I use this opportunity to grab (Y/B/N)’s hand and pull him towards me.
“Now, I suggest you leave here and don’t come back! And if I catch you ding-dong-dumbasses ding-dong-ditching another one of these trailers, I’ll inform each and every tenant and they’ll eat you shit heads for lunch!” I growled, turning fast and practically dragging my little brother back towards our trailer, the footsteps of the kids could be heard running as far away from Sunny Side trailer park as their little feet could carry them.
Pausing suddenly, I turned around and bent down to talk to my little brother. I grabbed his shoulders and tried to look in his eyes as his were cast towards the floor.
“And you! What in the world were you thinking (Y/B/N)? I have bought you up to treat people how you want to be treated and this is what happens. Do you want people to knock on your door at three in the morning, wake you up from your slumber and then just leave?” He shook his head, tears forming in his eyes.
“Then why would you do that? I know you and you are not silly buddy! You are so smart, so what happened?” I sighed, my voice going from a stern one to merely a whisper.
“It’s because you are never home!” He cried, tears streaming down his face. I pull him into a rib crushing hug as he continues to sob.
“I spend all day at school without my big sis and then come home to see you for a little bit and then you leave again and you leave me with Jughead. I don’t even like him, he has a weird name! Why are you always leaving me?” He sniffed, tears flowing freely down his tiny face.
(Y/B/N) is at an age where he just doesn’t understand why I work all the time. He doesn’t get that money doesn’t grow on trees and that I have to work my ass off to afford food every night.
Sighing, I pull away from him, so he can look into my eyes.
“Buddy, I leave so that you can go to school and you can have lunch! If I didn’t have to leave I wouldn’t, you know that!” I began to tear up. This was all my fault.
He was rebelling at such a young age because of me and my stupid working hours.
“But how about this, I’ll drop some hours on the weekend okay buddy? I’ll cut back work on the weekends so that we can spend it together, alright?” I said with a sad smile.
His face lit up like a Christmas tree, his grin as wide as could be. His arms wrapped back around me and hugged me as tight as he could.
As much as I wanted to enjoy this moment, I just couldn’t. We were already struggling as is and now I have to cut back on hours. Maybe I’ll be able to pick them back up on a weekday? That means finishing at four and getting three hours sleep but if it means that (Y/B/N) will be happy and out of trouble then I can’t say no.
“Now, before we go back inside there’s one more thing we have to do!” I say, standing up and grabbing his hand.
That night I had (Y/B/N) go to all of the houses and apologise for his part in the ding-dong-ditching affair. We didn’t have to worry about waking anyone up because I’m pretty sure the whole neighbourhood heard our little conversation anyway.
“I’m sorry Mister, I didn’t mean to make you mad!”
“I just wanted to say sorry…”
“I don’t know who the other boys are!”
These were some popular statements of his that night whilst making our way through the rows of metal containers.
Trailer after trailer and apology after apology, we were finally up to the last one.
It was around the corner from our own trailer and looks really familiar but so do all the other ones so I didn’t really dwell on it.
Walking up the steps, hand in hand, I knocked loudly on the door and waited for an answer, if there was going to be one.
“This is the last one and then we can go back to bed, okay?” I looked down at (Y/B/N) as he yawned and rubbed his tired eyes.
“I am super proud of you for doing this and apologising for what you’ve done!” I whisper as I squeeze his hand and smile softly at him.
Suddenly, the door is ripped open and I’m met with someone who I had no intention of interacting with or talking to any time soon…
“What the fuck do you-“ He screamed in my face, causing (Y/B/N) to hide behind me.
“Oh, hey there little miss sunshine…”
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mouser26 · 4 years
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Update Ding dong the dickhead’s gone
So Jay’s wasteofspace finally got served with the restraining order and divorce papers at like 9am July28th and while he behaved himself while the cops were there and making him leave he’s now claiming he’s gonna get his lawyer to make sure he gets custody. Oh and he’s gonna have all the utilities to the house shut off tomorrow. now pause here a moment and reflect that a Pothead smoking, cocoane,,,I have no idea how you do cocain I can’t even spell cocaine (I think I got it that time) positive, recently 5150′d, barely employed (he does uber when he feels like it), verbally abusive, “cop time wasting”, already doesn’t have custody, pile of trash roughly in the shape of a humanoid thinks he’s somehow getting custody Using a VA lawyer (On behalf of good people I hate that this is not actually a threat) In California (a MOTHER STATE) and then proceded to threaten/decide to cut off the utilities to the house where the child resides.
I’ll wait while you laugh/headdesk/try to work that one out and give up because it’s a cruel way to kill off braincells
Asscork took the car. Annoying but not unexpected.
So one stressor down.
And then her brother (henceforth known as Idiot) opened his mouth. With the void gone Idiot decided he was gonna start making demands. Jay tried to lay down some bounderies like if he’s not paying rent he has to watch the kiddo. He needs to at least contribute to things like groceries and bills. And he needs to be willing to give Jay personal space can not just freeload on the fucking couch 19hrs a day.
He didn’t like that and basicly said “Fuck you I don’t have to do any of that if I don’t want to.” and in the next breath asked for the wifi password. *WHINE* yes a real braintrust we got going there I suggested “He’s right he doesn’t have to stay and watch the baby but that means he doesn’t have to have a roof overhead either kick his ass out.”
He also said “good luck doing it on your own” Shows how little he fucking knows So NOW  since I work the next 5 days straight (and don’t even know my next day off ) and Jay CAN’T skip work since she’s now gotta pay rent  ect at 2am we are trying to figure out suprise childcare for Sunday during a pandemic  ...and I have to be up for work in like 8hrs.
Guys I am so fucking tired and frustrated and just fucking done with this flakey posturing bullshit. 
I’m not going anywhere and I don’t regret helping but FUUUUUUUUUCK
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In happier ish thoughts My neice almost caught like 3 squirrels at the courthouse yesterday I have no idea who was more suprised the squirrels or me. Jellybean was just delighted to chase the furry lil butterballs
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rainy--dayys · 6 years
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Extra Cheesy - Sweet Pea x Reader (1/?)
Summary: Sweet Pea and his friends were enjoying a night in after a terrible week when a beautiful pizza girl, without a name, takes Sweet Pea’s breath away.
Words: 1663
Warnings: Swearing, are bad writing and terrible proof reading a warning??
A/N: I have a part 2 written and ready to go if you guys and gals enjoy this story!? Just let me know and I’ll pop it on here :))
Sweet Pea POV
“Seriously Fangz, how many times do I have to tell you before it gets through that thick skull of yours? I am not cheating!” Toni yelled as she threw the Tv remote at his stupid head.
“Oh really, Toni? Then how come I can see something popping out of your Jacket sleeve, huh?” Fangz dodged the object hurling towards him, eyes widened at the realization, the betrayal.
This had been going on for hours and I am so close to killing the both of them and making it look like a bloody accident.
“It’s my blouse you creep!” She grumbled, pulling her jacket down slightly to reveal a thin, red top and scowling at Fangz in the process.
“Then how the hell is it that you keep fucking winning?” He bellowed angrily, slamming his fists on the table and rattling the whole trailer.
“Enough!” I yelled, pushing myself up from my seated position and death glaring the two buffoons in front of me. “I am sick and tired of listening to the same argument over and over again, it’s a freaking card game for fuck sake!”
“Fangz dude, you suck alright? Even Hotdog would beat you at a game of poker!” I yelled as Toni giggled at my antics.
“And you!” I point towards Toni who stopped laughing, “You’ve been showing off your cleavage all night long, wearing that stupid red shirt you know Fangz loves!”
I was completely over the pair of them, bickering and fighting over a stupid game of poker. Toni and Fangz stared at me in shock, as if the words I was speaking were completely foreign to them.
“Geez Sweet Pea, what’s got your flannel in a bunch?” Toni laughed, taking a swig from her now empty beer bottle and settling back down on the couch whilst Fangz remained sat on the floor.
“You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s just ever since we moved to Riverdale high and had to wear those stupid uniforms, I guess I’ve been a bit tense,” I sighed, grabbing the empty beer bottles that littered my trailer and throwing them into the bin.
It had been a long week of integration into Riverdale high and I was over it. Sure, I dug the fact that we get flushable toilets with doors on them, drinking fountains with actual water in them and teachers who care about our education but the sucky part about it all is the fact that there are people as rotten as Reggie and as childish as Cheryl who wanted us gone just because of the place we live. Not cool.
“We get it man, it sucks but don’t take it out on us!” Fangz laughed and picked up a flyer, chucking it at my chest.
A menu.
“Now as a way of apologising, you can order your best buds some pizza and call it even!” He laughed, shuffling the deck and dealing the cards as Toni teased him about being a sore loser.
Rolling my eyes, I picked up my crappy phone and began dialling the number of the local pizza place and waited for an answer.
“Hello this is Papa’s pizzeria, how can I help you?” A chirpy voice answered on the other end of the phone. Too chirpy.
“Hey uhhh, can I get one meatlovers, extra cheese,” “Shut the hell up Fangz!” Toni screamed making my call harder to hear.
“I’ll get a large supreme, yes sorry a large” I sighed, having to repeat myself because of the noise. It was taking every bone in my body not to smash their heads together.
“And for the last one I’ll get an extra cheesy cheese pizza, yeah I said a cheese pizz- Guys! Would you shut you fucking mouths for 5 seconds so I can order you your god damn pizza!” I snapped, screaming at the pair of them to stop arguing.
Silence.
Finally, I heard silence. I then realised that I was still ordering their stupid pizza.
“Hey, sorry about that.” Fuck, no reply. I’ve probably scared the poor girl half to death. “I’ll pay for those on delivery, thanks,” I shake my head and rub my face before I hang up, hoping that the girl has my order and whatever delivery boy delivers my pizza does it fast and doesn’t stumble upon a murder scene.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Huh, I guess that must be the pizza?” I laughed confused as to how they got here so quickly.
I waked towards the door and pulled it open, rustling through my wallet in order to find some change. When I looked up I saw nothing. No one. No pizza, no person, nothing.
Swearing, I slammed the door behind me and walked back into the trailer fuming. Stupid kids, they always did this.
“Ding dong ditchers again?” Toni sighed, clearly annoyed that her beloved pizza hadn’t arrived.
Nodding, I sat down on the couch and waited for the pizza whilst listening to my two best buds bicker.
It had been half an hour since we ordered the pizza and damn were Fangz and Toni getting antsy. Their bickering had gone past annoying and way past rage inducing right up to neck breaking and I had completely forgotten about the Pizza I ordered.
I was way too busy trying to stop Fangz from smashing the table and Toni from throwing things at his head to think about Pizza.
So far, those idiot delinquents had knocked on my door 4 times and heads were about to roll.
A fifth knock found its way to my door and I was seeing red. Toni and Fangz froze, leaving their game and waiting for me to pop a blood vessel.
I bounded towards the door as angry as ever and ripped open the door as quick as I could.
“Hey th- “
“Listen here you little shits, you’ve knocked on the wrong door fuckers! If you knock on my door one more time, I’ll take your fist and shove it so far up your ass, your fingers will come out of your ears! Got it brat?” I screamed, veins sticking out of my neck and towering over the kid who had been terrorising me for weeks.
Suddenly, the kid who I had just screamed at took their eyes off of the floor and looked up at me, fear in her eyes. The pizza girl.
“I uhhh, I just have to ummm, here.” She chocked on her words and looked at me with a panicked look, passing me the pizza boxes quickly and cautiously.
“Oh my gosh I am so sorry! I thought you were these dickheads who keep knocking at my door!” I rushed, softening my voice and taking the pizzas from her hands and placing them on the table next to the door.
“It-It’s quite alright! This isn’t the first time a customer has yelled at me!” She laughed slightly, still shaken but feeling a little more at ease knowing that it wasn’t her fault.
I started ruffling around in my wallet in order to pay for the pizza and pulled out a $50, placing it in her hand, my hand lingered for a moment and we made eye contact.
She had the most beautiful coloured eyes, ones that just took your breath away the moment you looked in them. The girl then pulled her eyeline away from mine and gawked at the amount of money I had just placed in her hand.
“Oh no! I couldn’t take that, that is way too much!” She tried pushing it away from me.
“You can take it and you will. I just screamed in your face and you stood there and took it, you deserve at least a small tip!” I replied, placing one hand under hers and used the other to curl her petite fingers around the note.
We were so close together that I could hear her rapid breathing and when we looked at each other, we were inches apart.
“Thank you,” she whispered, afraid to break the silence.
“Any time princess” I smirk as she blushes at my words.
I glanced down at her lips and back up to her eyes, she did the same. I felt pulled to a girl who I had only just met, yet I felt like I had known her for years. I leaned forward, closer and closer towards her lips when-
“Well hello sunshine!” Toni laughed and Fangz whistled, causing myself and the mystery girl to pull away from each other in a hurry and blush furiously. I crossed my arms and scowled at Toni and Fangz whilst the princess stood there, scuffing her feet on the floor in sheer awkwardness.
“I’m just gonna ignore the fact that you tried to pay for the pizza in kissing and leave you guys to it!” Toni laughed, grabbing the pizza boxes and turning to walk away. Not before Fangz stole the boxes from her and ran across the room, Toni not far behind.
“Fangz! Give me my pizza you twat!” Toni screamed, “Come get it sugar!” He winked, jumping on the couch and shoving a piece in his face.
Tuning the noise out and laughing lightly at the two “Sorry about them, they can be a bit full on at times!” I chuckled as I turned towards the door to apologise to my mystery princess when I notice that the doorway is bare.
Stepping out into the night, I scan the trailer park for the pizzeria uniform but alas, nothing.
“Looks like I scared her off after all,” I mumbled to myself and no one else.
Besides, who would want to kiss a delinquent Southside serpent with no parents, morals or education? Not even I would kiss me!
I sigh, closing the door behind me and join my friends and their antics with only one burning question on my mind…
Who is this mystery princess and why does she make me feel this way?
A/N: I hope you enjoyed? Also, if you want to be tagged or request a fic then don’t be afraid to ask! :))
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