Whiskeyflower

Bailey: cool tall chinese jock, werewolf, chill as hell, fucks exclusively with freshly infused fruit water and farmer's market produce

Laurel: small angry bushy hair, iranian, stone-cold pokerface but has never been chill about anything in her life, subsists off cold coffee and year-old timtams she finds in the back of the pantry

they are in love!

_{Bailey: I'll take care of you.
Laurel: It's rotten work.
Bailey: Not to me. Not if it's you.}