Redo: Future RP (sucky titles FTW!!)

"I'm glad to know she doesn't hate me after that break up..."

She shook her head. "She would have hated you if I told her how and why we broke up...but she is an old lady, bien vieja, she told me she knew we would get back together even after...everything..."

"Well, I have a coat..." and a skirt. And heels. What else did the woman ever wear but skirts and heels? At least she could argue they're boots with a heel.
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He chuckled a bit, then took another fingerful to replace the dab that had been on Weisis' nose. "And now we match. Who needs rings when you have butter?"

"If you're sure it'll be warm enough..." He opened the door of the building and held it for Helen.
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"okay" Bryce chuckled nervously "She's already intimidating enough when she likes me, so it's good to know she doesn't hate me"
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Finally, she stopped pretending to be annoyed and leaned up to kiss him. "I don't want to leave the house with butter on my nose"
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"I should be," the sun was out, so that was a blessing. But, it was still cold and windy. She stood and waited for Byron to leave, then started off towards her car. Then she stopped, "Um... Do you think we should just take your car? I'll wanna drop mine back off at home if we do... Plus I have to check on Bea. He has a cold."
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Sally considered kissing her nose, or licking it off, or trying to be cute about it, but considering it was on her nose, he decided against it. "Oh, fine~" He grabbed a paper towel and wet it down, then wiped off the butter. Once it was clean, he kissed the tip of her nose. "Better?"

(Headcannon: food in the bedroom)

"Bryce, it's been years~ When are you going to stop being so scared of my Grandmother?"

"She's an intimidating lady... I can't help it"
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"Sure, whatever you'd prefer... I have nothing else to do today. It's my day off"
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"Much" she smiled again and gave him another quick kiss, then went to wipe the butter off of his nose as well.

"She's a tiny, old, dying lady." She shook her head. "Oh yeah, she's terrifying."

"Alright," she stood on her tiptoes, putting her hands on Byron's shoulders to steady herself, and just barely reached up to kiss his cheek. "Then do you wanna follow me back, and we can just leave in your car?"
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"Hm... You aren't too bad at cleaning. Maybe I'll let you work in the Deli after all!"

He smiled. "Sure, wouldn't mind seeing the rat anyhow~"
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"I'm just- I don't know how to talk to old people..."
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"You're going to make me be your janitor on my time off?" she raised a brow "All those years of studying and I'm working as a janitor?!~"

"He's not a rat!" She smirked, and started fishing around for her keys.
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"Only part time, because you love me and want to spend as much time with me as possible~"

Damaris looked over at him, and smiled a little. "Don't let her hear you say that."

"He doesn't mind being called that~ You're the only one who gets offended~"
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"Oh she won't... I'm scared of her, remember?"
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"I could be the on site medic~... And kiss any injuries you get better"

"I still see no point in being afraid of old people." She smirked. "I'm not afraid of your parents...even though your mother is a little intimidating...and so is your brother..."

"Because he's like my baby! You don't call a woman's babies rats"
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"Aww, you spoil me"

"I seem to have gotten away with it thus far~"
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She smirked "I never said I wouldn't kiss other people's owies better too~"
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"My mom's... Kind of a stuck up bitch, and my brother? He's just a bigger dumbass than that Bellini guy" (Bryce never got past the 'I hate my family teenage phase' I don't think his family is even that bad xD)

"God, I don't even remember the last time I saw your parents. I think I was 16, and you invited me for dinner over at your house." She scrunched up her nose.

"That's because I'm still waiting for YOU to give me babies"
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"But I'll be jealous!"

"Yeah... That was a disaster... I haven't spoken to any of them in six months"
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"maybe that's the point~" oh god, she was horrible at flirting. Even as she'd said that, she felt unconfident and a bit guilty... What if it actually upset him?

She frowned. "Why not?"

"Got tired of listening to my mom bitch about how painting's a hobby, not a profession..."

She shook her hair. "Your mom was always really...picky with what you did. Maybe you should shove all your money in her face and make her eat it."

"Nah, I think the being mildly successful and cutting her out of my life is punishment enough"

Thankfully, Sally knew she was only joking, so he smirked and started searching for a bag to put their food in. "I knew this would happen someday. You'd finally realize that you're incredibly beautiful, and I'd have to compete for your attention"
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"You know, one day you're gonna need your mom." She nodded matter-of-factly. "And she's gonna need you too. Maybe you shouldn't cut her off completely."