When Jayden heard those awful tones, he immediately strutted to Sinjin and stuffed the saxophone with his hotdog that he was eating. " /M u c h/ better."

Definitely wants to cram a tissue in Rhys' mouth, the noise is o b v i o u s l y bothering him.

Jaden is moody, so yawning is enough to get on his nerves.

"You owe me a hotdog, Sinjin!" He groans and just walked away. Jayden didn't want to spend another minute with that goofball.

*ೃ ༄࿔ — ❛ Trying out a nerd look for a costume party. ❜

||: I want to make another account, which one should I make? x

"A gift?" He tried to hide his curiousness by cocking an eyebrow. "What's in it, redhead?"

Groans loudly. He was m o o d y.

"When /he/ is around Freddie." Cue the wink.

ᴍᴀᴅᴅᴏx ɢᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀᴛᴋɪɴꜱᴏɴ ___________ ✗ ___________ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴏᴄ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪꜱᴛʀʏ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴꜰᴏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ❛ 𝙄 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙪𝙥 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙛𝙞𝙩, 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣. ❜