everyone please simmer down
—ha! she bets he did. he probably had a ton of fun, scoping out girls and doing whatever things that boys do anyway. but she doesn’t care that much. instead, she’ll seal the deal and stay true to her word — kinda, at least. it’s not really a punch, but it’ll do.
besides, it’s his fault for being off-guard when the noogie monster’s a-lurking. akita neru swiftly pulls him in and buries her fist into his hair, woosh woosh, talk about a bad hairdo, huh? ye—esh, how much product does he put into this stuff anyway? welllp, let’s consider this his punishment for lying. haha… and at long last, she shoots him a mischievous grin to make sure he knows she’s just returning the favor. a tease for a tease. and, just to gloat, she’ll take a second to admire her work because wow, check out how fitting this new look is…poor guy.
”ni—ice. so uh… tell me about loserville again — how’d life there treat you, huh?” please tell her you got chewed out by your rents and then beat up at school by a couple of chumps who thought they were hot stuff, hahaha… a scenario like that seems fitting for him too. …poor guy. she almost pities him.
oh no. she found out... she found it. his one and only weakness (because he's tough and only has one weakness anyway, hah!)... his hair. he flinches as she moves in, raising two hands defensively to protect his face in case the self-proclaimed "noogie monster" dares to venture any further.
"oi, oi! quit it, quit it, i give ——"
...oh, anything but the hair! billy's mildly offended, yes, but to prove it, he'll feign a gasp and shove her aside. oi, she better not instagram this to her, like, 10,000 followers or something. jesus christ, this woman... he really has to look out for her, huh. if his hair is ruined for good, he's suing. just kidding though, haha, he wishes he was that rich. his parents would never cough up that much money for him and his cause.
"loserville? hah, please. the place sucked more than usual if that's even possible,” he replied, rubbing his neck a little. "My uncle got into a fight with my dad, and then they all got drunk on 'water.' And that one chic I told you about was a no-show, so it's disappointment across the board."
“hey, i’m not a tsundere creep, and if you say that one more time, billy, i swear…”
… jesus christ, this kid …
so much for her “warm welcome back” plans, huh… wow.
i dunno. that sounds like something a tsundere creep would say... if you really are akita neru, then you'd greet me with a warm hug or a kiss or—"
ashamed of the way the songs and the words own the beating of our hearts
defensive + actually conservative
❝can you please just go away?
can't you see you're causing him pain?!
can't you see you're unwanted here?!
we're so much better WITHOUT you.❞
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❝just... just leave us alone.❞
( not so cool now, are we? )
pop punk & teenage angst.
haha
TESTING
testing testing ——
❝——Keh. I don't really care about them. They're old news so s'nothing really worth losing sleep over.❞
The look he’s trying to go for here is BORED & CALM — the 'fingers hooked into pockets, lazy-slouch mode: on' type of thing.
But to be honest, he doubts it's working.