Isa: Jake, how long does it take until someone is sober again? Jake: Usually they have a hungover, why do you ask? *Kai screaming in the background holding a raccoon by the tail* Isa: No reason. No reason at all.
Jake: Being half asleep and feeling someone gently plant a kiss on your forehead is one of the purest kinds of love in the world.
Isa: Unless you're home alone.
Isa: The sad moment when you return to your ordinary life after watching an awesome movie.
Isa: If you ever come across me, just let Jake know I'm coffee-drunk. He'll come in less than 5 minutes.
yvette may. 23. hot cocoa addict. currently in uni. catch me outside with my two cats.
i might turn this into a fic account!
*not a bot just currently on break! indefinite hiatus*
masterlist: nothing yet <3
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Isa: Jake, what is it called when you can’t sleep at night?
Jake: Depression, obviously.
Isa: Was it not Insomnia?
Jake: They changed it this year.
Jake: *sneezes*
Isa:
Jake: You’re not even going to say ‘bless you’?
Isa: I’m sitting here with you, you’ve clearly been blessed.
Israel PURPOSEFULLY targets CHILDREN in Gaza !!!!
Isa: *Gasp*
Jake: wHAT??
Isa: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?
Jake: *inhales*
Kai, in another room: Why can I hear screeching?
I have just realized that Isa and Jake are the highlight of my life. I’m writing a book about them and now I can’t stop laughing.
Isa: Number 15 says, "What defines being aesthetic?" Jake: Wearing a Y2K shirt that says "I'm a pretty bitch." Isa: Am I aesthetic? Jake: Can I rate you? Isa: Yes‐ Jake: 2/10. Next.