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Constance leaned her head on Ocean’s shoulder, she hadn’t slept last night, she was up all night baking.
“Con, you have to get some sleep,”
Ocean scolded her slightly, running her hand through her hair which was in space buns as per usual.
“I know, Ocie,”
She held the mezzo’s hand, eating a cookie she had made the prior night.
“These cookies are good though, cupcake!”
Ocean’s voice was happy, it was rare for Ocean to compliment anything so this made Constance’s heart warm up.
“Awe! Thank you, gingerbread,”
Ocean huffed at the name while Constance found it funny, she always found Ocean’s reactions quite cute.
“Why do you call me that?”
She crossed her arms, not annoyed though, and looked at the shorter girl.
“Because you’re just my gingerbread, like how I’m your cupcake!”
Constance sat up, rubbing her eyes before she heard a fake gagging sound behind them.
“Do you have to be all cutesy in choir?!”
Noel chuckled slightly, cute stuff wasn’t his thing, at all.
Ocean scoffed and rolled her eyes, ignoring Noel before Ricky’s AAC spoke.
“Yeah, Noel is right”
Ricky was beside Constance, sat in his wheelchair, doodling.
“Rickster and poet right, no need for cute stuff is making me feel sick”
Mischa chimed in, sat in the desk chair at the front of the room, spinning in it.
“Why are the guys always against us?!”
Constance sighed dramatically, putting her hand against her forehead in a theatrical way.
Noel chuckled and rolled his eyes, finding Constance’s (fake) dramaticness (A/N: I hope thats a word 😿👍) humouring.
Ricky typed into his AAC, giggling.
“You two are being too cute for my tastes, you’re gonna rot my teeth,”
He continued to laugh whilst Ocean scoffed and rolled her eyes once again.
“Can me and Constance have some time without you three interrupting?!”
The ginger folded her arms, obviously slightly annoyed.
Ricky and Mischa shook their head.
“Nope,”
Noel chuckled after he spoke, ruffling Ocean’s hair before walking over to Ricky.