lennon || noah || billy
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would you at least consider writing
me letters while i'm still behind bars?i heard prison is a really lonely place
only if you agree to pay for
the pens, paper, and stampswhy do i have to buy you pens?
wouldn't you prefer flowers?a girl can never have too many pens
i'm taking this as a yes then
a yes for what? the pens??
that you'll write me a letter
now what kind of letters
are we talking about?love letters
that would require us being in love
only a minor detail
you'll be falling for me in no timedon't jinx yourself, lyons
don't worry, carter
i already knocked on woodjust don't forget the pens
i like writing in purple~~~~~
"you really like her, don't you?" billy asks noah, peering over his phone screen from behind the multicolor linen couch.
"yeah, i do," noah admits with flushed cheeks.
"then what are you afraid of, noah? go meet her already. you don't have much time left."
"i know. it's just... it's just i'm afraid she won't like me for who i really am, billy. what if i'm nothing like what she expects?"
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Secondhand Embarrassment
Short Storyin which lennon accidentally swipes right for noah on tinder and lands herself in the middle of a very sticky situation