R I S Q U É

︎☞ | risky, hazardous; audasciously bordeing on the unseemly | ☜

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the way paul yawned reminded ringo of bambi.

said man gave him a sleepy smile, which ringo returned with a fluttery one with an even fluttier stomach (if that word even exists).

"i made you tea," ringo said casually, before nipping at his half-burnt toast.

"thanks ritchie." a pair of blue eyes watched him take a sip. "hey— did you put honey there?"

ringo shrugged, suddenly feeling uneasy. the flyer didn't say anything about this.

"i, um, s-saw it on the internet?"

"s'good," and with that, paul kept drinking it the whole morning.

yeah— for something i bought online. drunk. ringo added mentally. but... if it tasted like honey, it wasn't anything bad right? right?

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sorry if it's so short !!!

sometimes the chapters will be long, sometimes short

sometimes the size of paul's ding dong

Anyways I update early bc I might NOT on Friday bc rest day and shit :))

TEN comments again for the next one !!! Prolly tuesday or wednesday lol