* 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚃𝚈 𝙷𝚄𝚁𝚃𝚂 .

          “ the sheer terror this question brought upon me ... if i had to chose, i’d probably go with purple. close enough to pink, plus it’s the color of royalty. ” 

theo: idk what the fuck ur on

theo: but stop posting so many pictures on instagram

theo: i'm going crazy over here rn

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : did u like all of them yet

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : i'll check

maisy: monthly reminder that you still have one of my books that you used for some stupid instagram shoot

maisy: give it back, moron

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : if you want to dig through my closet and find it you're more than welcome

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : i mean i really don't care about being his fake gf for his parents because they love me sooo much 🥰

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : but i can't wear the snake eyes merch anymore it's just horrendous

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : you know it's bad when i can't make it work 🙄

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : oh crap

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : idk girl it's just like eeeevery single time i see him i just feel like shit all over again

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : first of all who dumps me

𝐜𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 : i'm the dumper not the dumpee!!!!!!

[ 2 minutes later ]

Cambrie rolled her eyes with her and then grinned at Celine as she spoke and shook her head looking down. “Honestly I swear they have not made up a new pick up line in 50 years” she agreed with her. “I can totally understand” she laughed softly “Sometimes being hot is exhausting”  she said with a laugh at her gag “Honestly, I feel like some guys have started to feel entitled with tinder and all, the internet is a breeding ground for freaks”

Claire smiled at the girl infront of her and nodded “I usually dont leave my room like this” she sighed as she put her phone into her pocket and nodded quickly at her offer “Honestly, that would be so nice. If I am not intruding” she smiled “I will order us food or something” she stated as she laughed “Well I am glad I am not the only one, they said it could take hours” 

closed starter — @celinecapaldi​

“thanks for meeting me on such short notice” alfie was out of breath from practically sprinting across campus to meet cel on time. “i don’t really know if this has a lot of sentimental value to you but it looked expensive so i figured i’d bring it back to you” he dug deep down into his pocket and pulled out a ring , one which must have slipped off of cel’s finger during their time snowed into the ski lodge.  “i heard you had a pretty eventful weekend after we left … something about the ‘slap heard ‘round the world’ or something” he chuckled , pulling out the seat across from her and sitting down. “hope you didn’t break a nail” he teased. 

“wait, wait, you’re telling me that nico and ollie are siblings? that somehow doesn’t surprise me, i don’t like ollie. i mean, it’s not like i don’t like her, she just annoys me when she talks. there’s no way that someone can actually be that nice, it’s impossible.” spencer said, shaking his head slowly as he thought about ollie - there was just something about her that annoyed spencer and he couldn’t wrap his head around it, but he knew that everyone liked her - he was just different, he supposed. as he listened to céline talk about alfie, spencer couldn’t help but to chuckle slightly at what she was saying. it was weird to think about that the two of them had dated and that he got along with both of them just fine - but it wasn’t his business what went down between them either way. “i get what you mean, but it’s refreshing, really. and he’s a really good friend to me, and that’s what i intend to be to him. he’s my brother, you know? the one i never had.” spencer said, rolling his eyes as the conversation went back to nico. it felt like everything was about him lately and it annoyed him. “i don’t know how he did it, honestly. he’s the fucking worst. but i get it, i don’t want assault on my record either, it’ll stop me from being a lawyer and i’m not letting that motherfucker ruin my life.” he said with a sigh. “i need a mimosa, do you want to get brunch?” he asked, hoping that the other would say yes.

location : cel’s place open to : @celinecapaldi​

it was one hundred percent because of the wine. lorraine somehow found herself deciding to trek out two miles to celine’s place because she found one of her shirts hidden in the corner of her closet. their fling was short-lived, but somehow lorraine found herself thinking about cel often. it might’ve been the way cel has something within her that just pulls people in or it might’ve been because it left lorraine feeling like an absolute idiot. either way, the girl stood in front of cel’s place with her hand balled up in a fist ready to place two soft knocks on the door. when the door opened, the power that the wine had on lorraine suddenly disappeared. ‘ oh fuck me. ’, the brunette muttered to herself. ‘ hey. uh, yeah… hi. you forgot your shirt at my place and i didn’t want you to think i stole it so… yeah. here. ’, lorraine held out a bag with the shirt neatly folded inside. 

Open Starter: @egustarters·

Location: Outside her apartment

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Claire had just finished a long day of lectures and studying. She made her way home to her apartment hoping to maybe take a nice hot bath to relax and unwind. But being the scatter brain person she usually was, she searched her bag for her keys. There was no way that she forgot them. “Fuck, fuck god..” she mumbled to herself as she gave a huff and dropped her hands by her side. She locked herself out of her apartment. She sighed turning to go outside and grab a smoke while she figured out a game plan when she saw someone standing there watching “Oh, uh well this is rather embarrassing.” she laughed a bit her hand rubbing her arm “I seemed to have locked myself out, I was running late this morning, I hit my alarm snooze one too many times you know, I normally am not dressed in my sweats and must of forgotten my keys on the counter.” she made a silly kind of face and then  bit her lip realizing she was probably over sharing.