——— BANTER CALL ♡ this tweet to give me permission to send you a one line starter. context up to the recipient. ↺ to spread the word!

—: aint you supposed to be asleep

—/ my poor bb

Well, hello.

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—— —— ; daddy.

—/ i’m not crying, you are

—/ hello, thelittleshitthatwontgotosleepwhentheyneedto is super cute and talented and ily

—/ shuT iT ILY

cute.

mhm.

“Miss me?” Bites into an apple, leaning against the doorframe.

Abel points with the hand holding the apple. “You can’t tell me you’re not hard. You had to be jerking off or somethin’. Probably thinkin’ bout me in the shower, hm?” He’s just being an ass.

“Mhm. And I’m sure you’re not in need of a good shag then?” Abel, shut up.

“Oh, took care of yourself in there then.” A nod as he bites into the apple again. “You are quite a good size there to be as small as you are, pretty boy.”

“I could carry on, but I’ll stop.” Another bite. “I’ve got a cab to catch anyway. I’ll be out your hair today, pop’s is comin’ back.”

He raises a brow, looking to the other a bit confused. “Pardon me?”

Abel sighs and shakes his head. “See ya’, pretty boy.” He’s off, things already packed and just waiting for him to get em out to the cab. “Tell your pops it was fun. At least on my end it was.”