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𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲 saw miss swift and got to be happy juliet for a day (without a romeo)

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i love ur outfit!!!
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 ate as always
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i wanna see taylor 😞
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𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗵𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘀 had me running through the state for the right necklace
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      ↳ 𝗹𝗵𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘀_𝟬𝟲 *us
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      ↳ 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲 wow u guys love me so much
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i feel like i say this under every post but marry me?
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 idk why but i just love seeing nhl players being goofy in june's interactions like yes. that's my girl. she has connections.
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      ↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 fr!! they're so cute
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 give me that shirt please
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 hair, makeup, fit...everything's 100/10
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𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 has tweeted !

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲
@ username

ur telling me june bauer had jack and luke hughes running all over michigan to find her the right necklace for her eras tour fit? i need them on a reality show asap

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 god i love this woman

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 she's truly a real one

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 she WHAT
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 look ** 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 **
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 omg that's the cutest thing ever

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 my goal in life is to be like her when i grow up
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 real

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 why is she always sooo iconic

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 imagine dating jack hughes then having him & his little brother find u the perfect necklace for ur taylor concert, she's living the dream
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 who said anything about dating jack???
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i feel like its pretty obvious...
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 she's not dating anyone least of all jack
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 u guys are lowkey scaring me

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 no but just think about the SASS, the DRAMA, it would be perfect
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 keeping up with the hugheses & a bauer @ netflixusa make it happen

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 my queen fr

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 has tweeted !

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲
@ username

so apparently june bauer is dating jack hughes, chat is this real

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 BYE THATS THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE SEEN ALL WEEK
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 like i'm trying to connect the dots but it's not making a lot of sense

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 june...bauer? and jack...hughes? are we all okay

↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 the woman spends 99% of her time bullying him idk why we're even considering this 😭
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 genuine question, can u not bully a person ur dating?
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i don't think so
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 wtf is going on here

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i just woke up????

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 doesn't jack already have a gf
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 no they broke up last year

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 like jack would date her
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 like jack would date U

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 guys let's not use this as an excuse to hate on june for no reason, we don't know if they're actually dating and even if they are then good for them! june's our girl, please don't be childish about this!!!!

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 god a girl can't even be good friends with a guy anymore without any dating allegations
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 RIGHT ITS SO ANNOYING

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @ junebauer mom, please clarify they're all going insane
↳ 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 LMAO

𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 idk yall they'd be a pretty hot couple imo

𝕵une is used to her Instagram notifications blowing up right after she posts something but the moment she sees the amount of mentions on her Twitter, her mind stills.

Frowning and still standing outside the kitchen hallway where Emma, Chelsea, her mom and grandpa are busy chatting as breakfast is prepared, she checks her Twitter notifications only to snort in surprise.

Apparently, HOCKEYTWT is debating about whether she's dating Jack or not and since they know June's active there sometimes, they've been tagging her asking for clarification.

God, she thinks shaking her head and quickly closing the app.

She does not have the stamina to get to the bottom of this today.

Begrudgingly, she makes her way into the kitchen and shuffles around, checking the refrigerator only to find out that they're out of orange juice.

"No juice?", she frowns up at Maureen who's busy reading the newspaper.

"Oh, yeah. We ran out yesterday. There's no cereal either. I forgot to pick it up. I'll go today".

"What am I supposed to take for breakfast?", she huffs at the same time her grandpa interjects, "I'm making the full English, June Bug. C'mon", he waves the spatula at her when she scowls.

"Gross".

"It's going to be so good!", Chelsea declares with way too much energy for someone who was up till 2 am the night before chatting with June and Emma because they were still recovering from the adrenaline of seeing Taylor Swift live.

"Too loud, Chels", Emma pushes her girlfriend's shoulder, hiding her own face behind a coffee mug.

June has a lot of bad eating days. Mostly she's gotten better at taking care of her eating habits but that doesn't mean that every day is a good one now.

Some days, she shuns all healthy food to fill her meals with junk food. And some days, the thought of every available edible item repulses her for no reason.

It has been difficult improving herself on the one thing that she has had serious problems with since she was a kid but it is mostly manageable.

Mostly.

Not today, though.

She runs a frustrated hand through her hair, scoffing and looking away when her mother gives her a questioning look.

"So, what? I'm just supposed to not eat then?".

"You could eat toast", Maureen suggests.

"Or this", her grandpa gestures towards the stove.

Oh, and one other thing that comes with her bad eating days? The irritation.

She shakes her head, feeling herself about to break, just lose it in front of everyone and start sobbing about everything that's ever hurt her.

She focuses on her breathing, attempting to tune out their ramblings about what she could take for breakfast.

Don't lash out, don't lash out, don't lash out, don't lash—deep, deep breaths, Juniper. You can do this, come on. You've got thi—

The doorbell rings, Maureen sighing to go attend to it and everyone else still expectantly waiting for June to come to a conclusion.

She opens her mouth to rightfully tell them all to just fuck off and leave her alone when her mom comes walking in.

"Someone's here", Maureen grins and the second her gaze connects with those nervous blue eyes behind her mother, she feels herself relax.

For a moment there, June is completely thrown off.

"Morning", he smiles at her grandpa before stepping over to her, his smile tipping down slightly with anxiousness.

"What are you doing here?", she asks out loud, uncaring of who's listening.

He waves a brown paper bag in front of her face.

"It's Saturday. Waffle day, Bug".

His voice comes out soft, so soft that she almost tears up until she reminds herself that that's not how a normal person would react.

She swallows the lump in her throat and looks from Jack to the paper bag, her breathing finally steadying a little in his presence.

"Those are fresh?", the question comes from her skeptical grandfather and Jack breaks their eye contact for only a beat to nod at the septuagenarian then turns back to her, waiting for a reaction.

June blinks, clearing her throat.

She tentatively extends her hand out, catching hold of the paper bag and letting Jack's fingers skim the back of her hand as she does so.

"Thank you", she smiles then for the first time since walking into the kitchen, her previous worries already taking a backseat now that he's here.

He smiles that gorgeous, gorgeous smile of his — all for her by the way — and nods, "Of course, babe".

He whispers the last word, leaning in closer and her breath hitches waiting for him to do something, anything — kiss her? Kiss her cheek? Touch her? — in front of well, people.

A throat clears then and they both glance at her grandpa.

"Can I speak with you for a minute, Jack?".

He raises his brows but shrugs with a small "Sure", squeezing June's arm and following her grandfather to the hallway.

"I think I'm going to cry", Chelsea smiles leaning her chin on her hand, Emma rolling her eyes from beside her.

"Waffles, huh? Bet he got up early for that", Maureen levels her daughter with a knowing stare but June brushes her off.

She's busy worrying about the hungry ache in her stomach, after all.

A few minutes later, the two men walk back in. Her grandfather goes to serve the breakfast while Jack lingers by the doorframe.

"Come to practice at the rink later? We'll pick you up".

June looks at him, really looks at him standing there right over the threshold of her childhood kitchen — leaning against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, hat backwards (of course), eyes glinting and hopeful, a small smile still on his face.

God, how could she ever say no to him when he looks at her like that?

She grins.

"Definitely".

He straightens up, tapping his knuckles twice against the wall and trying to contain his smile.

"Cool".

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did my best for the hockeytwt bit, it's actually such a crazy place