11. ♙ text.

[awkwards]

hey curtis, have you been in my room again? i hate how when i walk into my room and my cock is glowing … it looks like eyes.

[ since every time something goes missing in alisha's room - or is not how it was in her memory - she blames one curtis donovan. too bad she forgot to filter this. or make sure autocorrect wasn't trolling her today. ]

CLOCK

[ too late ... ]

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[awkwards]

[ she continues to give him this look before she starts laughing. god, curtissa, calm down. ]

Don't go into my room again, yeah? Everything that moves is your fault.

[ instead of blaming nathan, she's going to start blaming curtis for everything. ]

I think I need a lock for my room.

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[mrbackwards]

[ And at the laugh he just-- sighs through his nose and glares a little.

Not funny. ]

I ain't got no reason to be going in your room, so you can stop blaming me for your glowing cock and clock and whatever else you got in there.

[ Don't do that ;; ]

Piss off.

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[awkwards]

[ alisha rolls her eyes and yells. ] It's a fucking clock! I swear to god you are all a bunch of fucking retards.

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[mrbackwards]

[ He can yell louder, tho! ] You're the one telling the City about cocks! Not me!

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[awkwards]

Clocks! [ she sounds out the l. a lllllll. ] And it was a message to you, you prick!

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[mrbackwards]

Yeah well I ain't touched your clllocks! And learn how to make shit private so you don't have to go run and tell Simon I'm going through your underwear!

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[awkwards]

He already knows. [ they talk, you see, curtissa. ] And stop making fun of me! You can have your sandwich back.

[ it's half eaten and delicious but she doesn't want it anymore. ]

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[mrbackwards]

I didn't touch it, so he shouldn't know whatever it is you're lying about. [ But you started making fun first! And he just let's out a sigh and goes back to stuffing his face with his own sandwich. ]

Last time I make shit for you.

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[awkwards]

Er, first time you've ever made shit for me. [ she takes a bite. she's an idiot; curtis is very good at sandwiches! ] I'm not the liar here.

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[mrbackwards]

And the last. [ He belongs in the kitchen. ] I never lied.

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[awkwards]

I'm not cooking for you, then.

No, your nose is just naturally big.

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[mrbackwards]

You can't cok.

Fuck you.

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[awkwards]

How would you know? I can fucking cook. Ask Simon! [ but sort of wrong simon; simon from 3x03 could verify that alisha knows how to cut things with a knife! better watch yourself, curtis. ]

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[mrbackwards]

He'd lie for you. I say you can't fucking cook. Ain't never seen you do it. [ SOB. ]

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[awkwards]

[ E Y E R O L L. ] Just because you're not around doesn't mean I can. And Simon would tell the truth.

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[mrbackwards]

Fuck you, you can't cook. And I made a sandwich just for you and you ain't even eating it. Fucking wasteful.

[ ... wut Curtis? ]

action! WHAT IS THIS CONVERSATION!?

[awkwards]

Would you rather I talk with my mouth full? Be rude like you?

action! THE BEST!

[mrbackwards]

[ Excuse him while he chews and swallows and clears his throat and wipes his mouth just to make his point. ]

'Least if you cooked for me, I'd fucking appreciate it.

action! LMAO THEY ARE SO PATHETIC.

[awkwards]

You don't appreciate anything anyone does for you. You don't appreciate the fact you're staying in this flat or the fact we put up with your bullshit all the fucking time.

action! I THINK ITS PART OF THE REASON I LOVE DEM SO

[mrbackwards]

I appreciate everything you've done for me; I've thanked you and Simon both so piss off. And what bullshit am I making you put up with? I just made you a fucking sandwich!

action! they get angry over anything. it's so pathetic!

[awkwards]

[ she crosses her arms over her chest. ] Telling me to piss off doesn't sound grateful.

action! clearly this is alisha's fault.

[mrbackwards]

[ He folds his arms on the table to lean closer. ] I said. Fucking thank you. When you said I could stay.

Now I'm saying piss off because you're being ungrateful to me!

action! the fact that she is perfect? of course!

[awkwards]

How? I'm eating your fucking sandwich! [ when she's not talking. look, it's like, half gone, you twit! ] Why the fuck are you so angry for?

action! d-did i miss this tag?

[mrbackwards]

Good! [ Jesus fuck! His is gone, so he just leans back in his chair and runs his hands down his face. ]

I ain't fucking mad.

action! it personified simon!

[awkwards]

[ she cocks a brow. ] You're acting like I ran over your cat or something. You're kind of acting like you're mad.