Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
Musa:Phoebe whatever it is we just wanna try to make it better.
Riven: What you got to be sad about? Did one of the paw patrol dogs died?
*shaking her head*
Musa: Listen Phoebe, problems are like guitars, the longer you leave them with out pitching, the worse they get.
*Covering her face*
Phoebe*Covering her mouth*: A boy at school was mean to me.
*Riven gets up*
Riven*kill mode active*: What did he do?
*Phoebe shows a box to Musa*
Musa*reading the note*: Merry Christmas Phoebe, I got you something you desperatly need, your secret santa Bernard.
Riven*angrier*: Who the fuck is Bernard?
*Musa opens the box*
Musa: Why did Bernard get you toothpaste and mouth wash sweetie?
Phoebe: Because he told everyone I had terrible breathe.
Riven*fury active*: Where does Bernard live?
Musa: Riv, you're not going to beat up a little kid.
Riven*confused*: Why not?
Musa*pissed*: Why do you think? Fucking dumb head.
Riven: Ok, it was just a suggestion Muse.
Musa: Phoebe listen, some kids are just mean little dicks, yeah? I bet your breathe dosen't smell that bad. Come on.
*Gets closer to her to smell it.*
Musa*worried*: Come on Phoebe it's me. Let me have a smell. Come'on.
*Phoebe nods and opens her mouth*
*Musa smells*
*Musa is about to throw up*
Musa*about to puke*: Oh...
Riven: Hey! She feels bad enough!
Musa*still trying to not puke feeling terrible*:I'm sorry I really tried.
Riven: It can not be that bad.
*Phoebe hides behind the pillow*
Phoebe: GO AWAY! Riven: Phoebe..
Phoebe* about to cry*: I'm a monster.
Riven: Come'on green, I spend my teenage years living with men, i promise you I smell worse.
Musa *whispering*: I don't know.
Riven: Come'on sweetheart.
*Phoebe opens her mouth.*
*Riven really focused on not passing out*
Riven: I think you might be dying...
*Riven holding Musa and putting her on front*
Musa: Pheebs, listen that is not like I forgot to brush my teeth bad.
Riven*throwing up behind*: UHH!
Musa: Or like I ate onions bad.
Riven*contiuning throwing up*: OHHH!
Musa: It's medically bad, which means it's not your fault. Come here.
*Sits her in her lap*
Riven: Ok, I'm good. Girls put your coats on.
Phoebe: Where are we going?
Riven: Where going to visit your nerd posh uncles and see if any of them is a dentist. And if we don't find the cure, we will go to that fair you like.
*Rivusa filming a tik tok*
Musa: Riv.
Riven: What?
Musa: Ask me what I would do If we broke up.
Riven: Why?
Musa: Just do it!
Riven: What would you do if we broke up?
Musa: I'd get back with my ex.
Riven: WHAT?!
Riven*puppies eyes*: Why would you say that...
Riven*back at being pissed*: Go on, go back to him!
Musa: You'd be my ex.
Riven: Oh yeah.
*both start cracking up*