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| ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄ SPOILER!!: Bry! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander Even if he tried to deny it (just as he denied he was her boyfriend), Bryony Rose Paton knew the truth. Loud? Pffft. If he thought she was being loud now. Just wait, sweet sweet Aryan. He ain't seen anything yet. As for him being boring, it was a JOKE! His 'boring' was absolutely perfect for her 'crazy'. This was why they worked.
Whenever they were together they had the best time (which was all the time). So there was no doubt in her mind that this would be any different for them. Bryony beamed at Aryan. "Yeah?! Otays! That I can do." Pressing 'play' on the VCR was the easy part of it all but she wouldn't let them down!
Was Bry at all surprised with her [b]boyfriends[/s] besties choice in snacks? Nope, not in the slightest. These were their usual go to movie snacks. "Alls the cheese, Ary!" Nod nod. Yep, yep. She got the drinks. His very favorite iced tea. A package of skittles was also grabbed but if they would be eaten was unknown (most likely YES). She would be sharing them with him of course. "Napkins! I gots um!" Chances were they would be needing those too.
Bry certainly was all knowing, mainly when it came to him. Ary had long ago worked out that it was best he left her to be herself so if she wanted to continue telling everyone he was her boyiefweind, then she could; he’d just continue denying it. Ary would like to beg to differ; surely all those loud tantrums he had seen and heard her pull were not the loudest? If this was the case, then rest in peace, his eardrums.
Ary used one of those cardboard boxes to fit their snacks: a huge bag of popcorn, heaps of nachos, a big container of melted cheese and the packet of skittles. Bry got the drinks and napkins so it seemed as though they were all set. “Let’s go,’’ he said. “Afters you, Little Miss Empress.” Smiling slightly, Ary bowed and ushered Bryony ahead of him. “Be sures to pick us some good seats.” Balancing the box in both hands, he set off after his friend.
Here they came, movie! |
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