Maverick Hudson, but you’ll call me Mav or Rick or whatever.That’s all there is to me, if you want to know more just ask.
calls: yolo - the lonely island
texts: girls love beyonce - drake
voicemail: trust issues drake
pic mssg: adorn - miguel
Oh yeah? [raises an eyebrow while she walks closer and closer towards him] No wonder I couldn’t find mine on my makeup kit. Bailey must’ve took it when she stayed with me.
Good thing she didn’t take the whole thing. I might be looking prettier than you if she did. [he smirks to himself turning back towards the oven]
[her mouth opens wide, laughing out loud soon as she sees the bright color on his nails.] Pink suits you well, monkey.
If you look close enough you can see some of the lipstick still on my lips. I don’t think I wiped it off good enough.
Really? I’m surprised your nails aren’t painted in pink and such. [she smirks]
You just aren’t looking hard enough. [he smirks, flashing his hand at her]
[nods and smiles] Yes, please. [Noticing Bailey’s little form still sound asleep on his bed, she pads to the girl’s side and gives her a light kiss on the forehead.] You guys slept late last night?
We did actually. She had a friend over and they had a little sleepover type thing. It was pretty fun.
[ rolls her eyes as she heads out her room, knocking on the boy’s doorstep still in her pjs and bunny slippers not too long after.]
[He quickly runs to the door as he hears the knocking, opening it.] I’m making French toast, you want some?
It’s already seven in the morning, ba— Mav..
We’ll see you when you get here.
Yeah sure. Let me go and change out of my pj’s first.
You don’t have to. We can have a sleepover,
Nothing. I was just thinking…
Wanna come by? Bailey missed you.