#cheddie
“okay, wait. so let me get this straight.”
chrissy hoisted herself up to sit on the hood of the camaro in one smooth, elegant motion. this was a new habit of hers, one she knew actively pissed billy off and continued to do anyway just to be cheeky.
he didn’t actually mind, just acted like he did. honestly, billy kind of thought it was charming, the way she purposely liked to push buttons in small ways.
not that he was ever gonna tell her that, of course.
fishing for his lighter in his pocket, billy cast his gaze skyward in preparation for the lecture he was about to get, muttering around the joint pinched between his teeth, “jesus christ, here we go.”
“first, i caught you making goo goo eyes at him at tina’s party.” chrissy began listing off her fingers, pointedly ignoring his grumbling and barreling onwards. she poked him in the shoulder with one pristinely painted fingernail when he leaned up next to her on the camaro’s hood, “and don’t you act like i didn’t watch you drool over his ass in those jeans all night, hargrove. because you were not the one who had to listen to you talk about it in detail while i was driving your drunk ass home.” she shuddered, dramatic as ever. “which i still remember,vividly, by the way.”
grace supporting cheddie is so real. cheddie is literally canon guys don’t know what more to say here
