Cal finds out about Maven and Thomas dating and he goes into overprotective brother mode because “Mavey, he’s older than you he could be trying to take advantage of you.”. The only problem is, is that Maven and Thomas can’t take him seriously. Like not at all.
Cal tries to be intimidating and scare Thomas but Thomas is just so amused and trying so hard not to laugh because “oh god, fireball, your brother’s hilarious."
Maven is equal parts annoyed and embarrassed like "shut up Cal. I’m not a CHILD”
And then there’s Cal in the middle of his speech, oblivious to the fact that Maven secretly wants to kill him and Thomas is shaking with silent laughter.
You were never a true Neda stan if you’re suddenly not rooting for her because she got Cass out and is going after big players. Don’t get me wrong, I love Cass. But if you all thought Neda was going to lay low for her second chance, you really shouldn’t of been stanning her to begin with.
idk if this is a popular opinion or not but i would really love to see shelli come back! she played pretty well and would have done so much better without clay so if we do ever have a second chance season, I really hope she’s on it
You sighed heavily turning the page of your book. You’d been bored out of your mind lately. A lack of motivation and inspiration was going to be the death of you. It was like you wanted to tattoo, but you just couldn’t find the right client.
You needed a new muse.
Sleepy walked up the narrow staircase holding a bag of from your favorite street cart. “Hey, I brought ya somethin~”
“Oppa!” you grinned seeing your older brother make his way inside “You can be amazing when you wanna be” you chimed reaching out for the bag. “Gimmie”
“Ah- say please” he held the bag just out of reach.
“Yah, Sleepy-Oppa! Give me my food you tree”
“Alright here” he set the plate of tteokbokki in your hand. “You really should consider eating something other than tteokbokki”
“Give me one good reason why?” you pouted, shoving the skewer in your mouth. “If you’ve already found perfection, why seek anything else?”
He groaned, raking a hand through his hair. “Why are you like this?” He made himself at home, flopping down on the tattoo bench, and resting his arms behind his head. “Where is everybody anyway?”