OOC. Nicoliela out.

I just really want a Big Mac.

beth—coco:

Maybe just the cheese?

…NO.

I just really want a Big Mac.

beth—coco:

But I..it’s food..yummy food…just the bun?

Not even a crumb.

I just really want a Big Mac.

beth—coco:

But nooo, Marcus won’t let me have one. I think Danica should sneak me one, since she’s a great little sister.

OOC. You know the situation. Nic out. Hit me up on Twitter.

beth—coco:

Awww, really?! I’m touched! :) That sounds very promising :)

You are such a dork, babe. Well then get your ass in here..!

(Source: sayitwithyour-chest)

beth—coco:

You aren’t losing either of us, I promise. I love you. Oh really? What would that be? I’m a tad forgetful.. ;)

I love you too babe. Always and forever. Oh? Hm. Well, I strongly believe if you come into the bedroom your memory might come back… ;)

(Source: sayitwithyour-chest)

beth—coco:

I know it is. So, I’ll quit, because if it ever happened again, it could be worse, and I don’t want to leave you and Sophia. You guys are my world. Ughhh. Make it yummy, make it tasty. ;)

And I’d die if I ever lost you or Sophia. Hmmm… I got something that’s yummy and tasty, but it doesn’t involve food. ;)

(Source: sayitwithyour-chest)

beth—coco:

I’m not even going to argue with you. But I’m fine. Promise. I’ll um..I’ll quit. If it is what you want, I’ll quit. But..but..my Big Macs..and Pizza..and steak. :(

Babe, I don’t want you to quit for me I want you to quit because deep down you know that this job is dangerous and its not right for you. I know you enjoy it but sometimes your safety is way more important than a few dollars. Doctors orders. :D

(Source: sayitwithyour-chest)

beth—coco:

Weellll, it was late and I was closing andddddd a guy grabbed my bum, and I poured a pitcher of beer on his head and he didn’t like it..so yeah, he did. I know, I know. :( I’ll try to stress less..and as long as you don’t make me start eating salads and non greasy food, I’ll be a happy camper.

That’s it. You’re quitting. I never liked you working at that damn bar anyway; because if another guy puts his hands on you he’ll have to answer to me and I’m sure he’ll hate that. Well…. If the doctor says less greasy foods then yup I’ll make you start eating healthy.

(Source: sayitwithyour-chest)