That was your mission, baby. He’s technically yours. I’ve just been calling him Froyo because he ate mine the other day..

You’re going to name him Froyo? — Well, that’s cute. And yes, i know, he’s ( your ) dog.

It means you have quite the taste for sweetness in food ... and people apparently

You think I’m sour?

I’m going to have his children. 🤰🏼 ❤️

frustrated screaming , god he’s tired of this place.

please ? he’s losing his damn mind trying to figure all this out on his own.

sounds good , just pull up to his house. his maid will let him in and through the house to the back porch.

good , he’ll be opening another bottle of wine for the both of them.

he’s moving to swing open the door , greeting the male with a teary eyed glare and a wine glass thats forced into his guest’s hand. “ here. “

he’s shaking his head, turning on his heels and releasing another scream of frustration before falling silent. “ none of this is fair , this school is the definition of corrupted. “

<— Fell asleep with his camera in his hands.

he’s letting a shaken breath , eyes closing while he attempts to reel in his uneven breathing. “ please? please can we just leave.”

he’s shaking his head , hands frantically moving to entangle his fingers into travis’ shirt while he presses his face into his nape. “ i hate it here, travis. “

he’s leaning into the touch, releasing another shaken breath before he looks up to peck at the underside of travis’ jawline. a tiny whisper , “ runaway with me and froyo? “

look at my gorgeous man. 🥰💕

damn right , might as well call you my husband

Travis — ! Dont play such games!

You! You can’t be serious...

He never thought he’d see the day where someone would want to marry him.