cardigan /// Madeline Argy

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                  'I DON'T WANNA BE ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT I BEEN TRYNA BE LATELY'

(I DON'T WANNA BE- GAVIN DEGRAW)

(I forgot in the other chp, please pretend Quens videos with Tara were in September and her mukbang w larri was also in September, just so it all lines up, thank u!!💋)

Symone closed her eyes in the back of Quenlin's car as Quen and Larri film a, taco bell mukbang?

Your guess is as good as hers, she's only there for the food.

And because shes sleeping over at Quen's since the two leave in the morning for their plane, secretly.

"Babe what you want, back there?" Quen asks, making Larri turn in his seat.

"mmm, enpinati?"

"Larri got one."

"Bitch, i dont know? Bean and cheese burrito, no spice with a large Baja blast." Quen deadpans at the camera before repeating the order.

"How much, Q?"

"Symone put your money away I got-"

"Ma'am were actually out of Baja blast, would you like different drinks?" The worker asks, Quen freezing as she looks for her wallet.

"Oh! Do you guys have Baja blast freeze?" Symone asks, poking her head out of Quens window.

"We do."

"Then three baja blast freezes, please." Quen shoots the lsdy a smile, going back to looking for her money.

"Good save, Sy, girl thats the baja blast I thought it was." Quen compliments before sighing dramatically.

"Here, I'll pay , Just-"

"Thank you, I'll venmo you the money." Quen says, plucking the debit card from Larri's hand, Larri and Symone shooting each other knowing looks.

"Your never seeing that money."

"I'm never getting that money."

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Quen scrolls on her phone, waiting patiently outside the Thompson house.

It was around ten thirty in the evening and Symone needed to grab her bags and sneak out of her window, turn off her location, load her shit in Quenlin's car and then the two would get about six hours of sleep before they had to be at the airport.

 "Tara!"

"Yes?" Tara yells back at her sister.

"I'm going to bed!" Symone cringes, knowing she was a terrible liar.

" 'Kay, goodnight love you!" Symone throws her leg out the window, looking down at the Blackwell girl who had her arms out, all of the blondes bags next to her in a neat pile.