⋆ ✧ 𝓁𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛͟𝐚͟𝐬͟𝐭͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐝͟𝐬.

“Mmm, confident on that, are we?” She teased, her eyes flicking up to him as she was pulled closer to him—not resisting. Her pulse raced a little as she rested against his side, her hand falling on his thigh as she looked out at the field. “Always cocky.” She hummed at him••

“..cuz you know I’m right.” She mocked, rolling her eyes and trying not to have a smile appear on her lips from his laughter. “I’ve said I’m fond of people.” She glared. It wasn’t a full lie. But it also wasn’t the whole truth. She shoved him gently this time, hand falling.

he hasn’t—— I think he’s secretly into it.

… ( 😞 ) we can’t all be good at everything …

oh you said sass not ass. sorry, my illiterate came out …

ooooppp ( 🫢 ) here she thought they were playing hide and seek but it’s been seven months and he only just * found her.

ass .ᐣ I have lots of it.

you’ve got to teach me the art of hair flicking.

While he spoke her eyes searched his face. He seemed sincere enough. Still didn’t stop her from wanting to flick him 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 in the middle of the forehead though. “Cassian…” she said softly. Then the fire flared in her eyes at his jest. The muscle in her••

you so are, bestie.