adrenaline junkie

harper: did you know that abraham lincoln was a wrestler before he was president?

harper: he only lost like one match out of 300

harper: did you know that abraham lincoln was a wrestler before he was president?

harper: he only lost like one match out of 300

“now if i gave that away what would i have to tease people with? although i will tell you this, apparently everyone in orpheus is into each other. i always knew there was something off about that band, i’d knock before you enter their practices!”

the anderson’s.

logan anderson (49) – father. matthew mcconaughey.

penelope anderson (40) – mother. kate hudson.

camila edwards (60) – nanny. emma thompson.

harper anderson (20) – self. olivia holt.

                 parker didn’t think he would ever TRULY understand harper –– she was lovely, friendly, adorable –– but an enigma, still. maybe that was part of the reason that parker never took that final leap of faith to ask her out his sophomore year. the open-book he was, he was scared. it was times like these, when harper would tug at his arm, dragging them to talk in the library of all places, that surprised him with more and more things he wondered if he would have known about her if they had given it a shot.

“… okay,” he said, trusting her knowledge of the library. he didn’t lie –– it wasn’t a place he frequented often. most of his studies would require rehearsal, and setting up an amp and playing the electric guitar would certainly be frowned upon. he dropped his own bag to the floor, propping his guitar up against a bookshelf as he wiped sweaty palms against his jeans. he was getting far too worked about this, but parker just wanted ANSWERS. “look … i mean …” he started –– clearly ,he hadn’t quite prepared for this conversation. “i just … i guess i just … why did you kiss me?” he finally managed to get out, his voice low, hoping nobody would hear him. “n-not that i didn’t like it. i mean, obviously … i-i kissed you back, but. i mean … things are different now. a little too late … like we said?” his words weren’t coherent, but he hoped harper would understand him. it had taken far too much out of him to even get that incoherent string of words out of his mouth.

he really didn’t beat around the bush. even as nervous as he was, she understood what he was asking. he wanted to know why. she never gave him a why about anything, she let him see her but kept him standing outside the glass house, curtains drawn. harper was dreading having to talk about this with him. in all honesty SHE still didn’t know why. she knew she messed up by kissing him, they were too late, they missed their chance. any probability of there being a ‘harper and parker’ was absolutely none now. but in the moment that was all she wanted, the second of closeless, a glimpse into what might’ve been.

mason: where they try to trick kids into doing god awful things?

mason: or am i thinking of another awful time where advertisements tried to narrow down our population?

harper: no like they'll make you want chips or coke subconsciously

harper: even if the commercial doesn't say anything about it

laurel: LISTEN

laurel: romeo was a dumb bitch

laurel: i stand by this

harper: no totally

harper: also the fact that juliet's dramatic ass killed herself over a boy

harper: HARD PASS

harper: have you ever thought about romeo and juliet

harper: like they could both be alive if romeo wasn't a little bitch

harper: have you heard of subliminal advertising?

harper: like apparently that's a thing companies do