wantsomemoorehunter:
I’ll celebrate with you, Wends.
Ooh, thank you! -grins- I’m honestly not sure whether I’m more excited for warmer weather or no more homework. I’m sort of dreading having to survive finals just to get to summer.
(Source: wendy-darling-daley)
Flowers! Sunshine! Baby animals! Soon the semester will be over and we’ll just be able to run out and play as long as we want! Someone come celebrate with me!
andersam:
No, you’re not just Wendybird, you are Wendy! Have you found your Peter yet, Wendy? [laughs a bit then stops] Wait, why are we laughing?
You are very sweet, Sam, even if you’re very drunk. -shakes her head- My Peter left me, and I don’t think he’s going to come back. But that’s the way it works in the stories, so I suppose I’m not that surprised. -smiles- I think it’s because you’ve lost control of your impulses. Come on, Matt texted back, I can take you home now. -stands up and holds out her arm for him-
andersam:
Silly? With whom shall I compare thee then? Would you prefer Emma or Lucie Manette? Wait— [squints] What page are we on? I don’t recall reading anything earlier.
I—I don’t know who those people are. I’m Wendy, just Wendy. No compliments or comparisons needed. I’m just Wendybird. -laughs a little- I just meant I’m glad we agreed we’re friends. No need to confuse yourself.
andersam:
No, no, no, why haven’t I told you before? You’re so pretty that even Venus or Aphro— whatever that Greek goddess is— would be envious. Why haven’t I told you that before? [smiles wider] I like talking to you, too! Does that mean we’re best friends now? Me, ridiculous? That’s ridiculous!
You haven’t told me because you’re usually sane and intelligent, and comparing me to Aphrodite is silly and you know it. Nobody in their right mind is jealous of me, and that’s just the way things are. -rolls her eyes, finds her phone and sends a text to Matt- I don’t know about best friends, but friends, certainly. I mean, we already were. But it’s nice to be on the same page, I guess.
