‘ —— ALL WE HAVE TO SEE IS THAT I DON’T BELONG TO YOU AND YOU DON’T BELONG TO ME —– ‘
written by steph
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written by steph
indie semi sel. CHERYL BLOSSOM
as written by steph
“ i wish i wasn’t such a narcissist / i wish i didn’t really kiss / the mirror when i’m on my own / oh, god, i’m gonna die alone !”
Bechloe + Love Me Harder
Pitch Perfect 3 (2017)
“We’ve been through everything else together. This is no different.”
“ But this is actually ending, dude. It’s NEVER going to be like this again. ”
It wasn’t like Beca to see the TRAGEDY in things; she’d always seen herself as a dreamer in realistic proportions, someone who had stumbled into the best times of her life purely by coincidence. Aubrey had a point, though. With everything they’d been through together ( competitions, life, love, heartbreak, disappointment —- everything ), hadn’t one last shot at performing together been worth more than every other risk they’d faced?
Wasn’t it the right time to say goodbye?
Gaze downcast, Beca shuffled her feet, buried her hands in the folds of her oversized scarf. Don’t cry. DON’T. “ I’m going to miss this... like, aside from the hostage crisis thing. I mean, I’m going to LA tomorrow, finally, and ----- oh my god, who’s going to feed Amy...? ”
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“There is nothing up my ass, Mitchell. You should know that.”
Aubrey sported a large smirk, lips turning up almost devilishly in a challenge. Butting heads with the younger woman was the most entertaining part of her day - watching the tiny brunette squirm under her hardened gaze.
“Now what thehelldo you want? I’ve got work to do.”
There was nothing of importance on the desk, a closed binder and stack of lined paper. Aubrey always had the air of being busy - being needed - but the camp had her mostly without work.
“ Is that why you walk like that? ”
It was an innocent quip, one that left Beca fighting back the urge to grin from ear to ear PURELY on the basis that, if she crossed any real lines, Aubrey was well within her jurisdiction to have her hanging from another bear trap, close to thirty feet in the air, a tiny bella dangling close to DEATH on all fronts.
Hands hung limp by her sides, empty and restless ( her laptop still confiscated for the duration ). Beca could only stare back with incredulity. “ I don’t know, just ----- loosen the rope around our necks? We are NOT learning anything like this. ”
beca mitchell killing it during cheap thrills
There was NOTHING like a saccharine assault laced through a wide smile and gritted teeth; the same grimace Beca had found herself on the recieving end of on more than one occasion for a multitude of reasons that made her want to grin back, because while Aubrey and Chloe were as tightly bound as a complacent fish on a hook, sometimes, this was their thing.
“ Oh my god! It’s not my fault if something crawled up your butt and died. Fish it out, dude! Walk it off. ”
“ So there was a kid in my sixth grade home room... I think she had a nervous breakdown? Like, because I pulled her hair one time, and it was totally my bad. I haven’t been the same since. ”
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