* | attitude like fuck you, pay me

          “so you’re saying you want me to hit your piñata?” she raised her brows, a smirk playing on her lips. “damn. a whole week? i don’t know if i can wait that long. is there any way i could – speed up the process to bronze? maybe silver? hell, why stop there? let’s go all the way for the gold.” she took a step toward him, overwhelmingly aware of the minimal space between them. “you’re alright. definitely not number one. that’s a tough spot to replace, danny is my main man and all,” she joked. “you might be a little better than the others, but i only put people in my top three if i’m in their top three. so, how’s it gonna be?”

Francine: oh come on, you know i was kidding

Thomas: don't know that

Gabe: Chop the carrot and mix it with the egg to make an omelette and then melt the popsicle and mix it in ??

Gabe: Actually that is a terrible idea

Gabe: I thought I was onto something because I watched one episode of chopped but no lol

Thomas: chopped ideas are the only good ideas

Clementine: hey i just went grocery shopping

Clementine: why dont you come over and cook something for both of us to eat ??

Thomas: sounds like a solid plan

Thomas: but how about we BOTH cook

out of habit, lukas’ cheeks puffed up as he thought. “i know farida. she’s… she’s my roommate. i mean i know there’s more than just the two of you, but she’s never mentioned… you. before.” lukas typically didn’t feel self-conscious but every insecurity and flaw was surfacing his mind the more he spoke to thomas. he crossed his arms across his stomach with a sigh. “its funny to see who stayed here in cali and who left after high school.”

indiana merely chuckled at the male’s suggestions of children’s books that her literature could have been and shook her head nonchalantly. ‘ oh thomas, you’re so INNOCENT— ’ she responded, her gaze flicking back to her bag where she could see the words ‘baby names’ poking out into visibility, ‘ —if you want to find out you’re gonna have to come and get it, ’ she teased, rapidly whipping the book out of the bag, sprinting off her seat and running across to the other side of the room with it, leaving a trail of laughter in her tracks. she loved fooling around with him - it made her feel like the duo were back in high school together again. 

Francine: kiddie pool is better than nothing.

Francine: i wouldn't shed a single tear if anything happened to you, honest.

Francine: but thanks for your bucket of tears. big love.

Francine: i'm salt wtf

Thomas: that's fucked up

Thomas: some kind of friend you are

sabiné: wait for real

sabiné: listen........ i know my MOM'S number. who are you???????

Thomas: really??

lukas stared at thomas for a few moments with a completely blank expression, his mind stopping dead in its tracks. “h-hey.” he sputtered out when the gears finally started turning again. “are you meeting someone or visiting, or like, you don’t work here, do you?” deep down lukas did not want this conversation to continue. he wanted to simply run back to the tent, maybe stare at a wall for a bit, and then go back to work. his big mouth had other ideas.

Francine: cry me a river tommy

Francine: SOME KIND OF FRIEND I AM????

Francine: I DIDN'T CALL YOU MEDIOCRE

Francine: you're bland if anything

Thomas: maybe a kiddie pool if anything

Thomas: i don't think u deserve more than a bucket of tears

          “so you’re saying you don’t want me to see you be…enamored by your words? weird.” she shook her head gently and watched as her partner picked up her slack, letting others onto the ride and checking their harnesses. “mm, i’m pretty sure she’s not blonde. you could’ve at least gone for rory, she is related to me and all. and i thought i’d at least be in the top three.” she frowned. “but whatever, i see how it is. i’ll just go hang out with some other brunet boy. you’re all the same, anyway.” once her co-worker gave her the thumbs-up, she set the ride to go around once again. “maybe i’ll invite him to my place after.” she shrugged. “who knows. life without a plan has always worked out for me.”

          “only 95? hm.” she frowned and nodded, a playful smile gracing her lips. “and i’d be all for that notion if there weren’t people on the ride.” her gaze went to the coaster, the cars pulling back into the station and she pressed the button to release their harnesses. “i get off in thirty, though. you think you can wait or are you gonna find some other adorable blonde to join you?” she raised her brows. “who is manning the carousel right now? you didn’t leave children on that ride on their own, did you? demon spawn or not, they don’t deserve that.”

Jezebel: You need better friends.

Francine: ok fuck you

Francine: you can starve idc

Thomas: :'(

Thomas: you cant tell right now but u made me cry

Francine: :~)))

Francine: come over to mickey's

Francine: i'll make you something edible

Thomas: will it taste good tho

          “okay, first of all – gross.” she grimaced. “second of all – sometimes you should stop talking. i mean, you’re cute and all but it really does a disservice, you know?” she smiled and adjusted the collar of his cotton cloud polo, making a show of fluttering her lashes to portray her innocence. “a new bar sounds like my jam. though, i haven’t been to many of the bars here in the first place so they’re mostly all new.” she let her hand fall and shrugged. “but consider me down. i’ve got tomorrow off and am in the mood to get wasted.”

lukas was walking back from brown’s after bugging annalie for the last part of her lunch break, eyes on the ground as he mentally practiced an acro routine in his head. as per usual, he was in his typical uniform - shirtless with loose fitting pants. he was caught off guard by someone quite literally running into him and he stumbled at the force. “don’t worry abou…” lukas didn’t finish his sentence when he turned around and made eye contact with the guilty party. “thomas?”