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*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆ — THEY violently rub their eyes in VAIN ATTEMPTS of staying awake long enough to finish this stupid essay. anxiously hoping that time has magically flown by, joanna checks their phone and is immediately met with  d i s a p p o i n t m e n t  when it’s been thirty minutes since the last time they checked it and only an additional hundred words have been wrote. closing their laptop, they get up to order a drink to give their brain a rest ( but they can’t seem to function long enough to DECIDE on something. ) eventually giving up on their rather short quest, they turn to the person standing next to them. ‘ do you come here often ? ’ @harleykwn

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆ — COVERING their mouth as they yawn, shoulders fall when joanna looks up from their phone to analyze the length of the line. early bird gets the worm their ass. how long have they been here ? five minutes ? fifteen ? a hundred ? fingers come up to their temple in vain attempts to rub away the headache that was threatening to rear it’s ugly head. it’s out of sheer boredom when they whip around to face the person behind them ( their latest victim ? @scarrcse ) ‘ you know, they say that DISNEYLAND is the happiest place on earth. but i guess they’ve never been next to you. ’

i done fucked up you guys. so i guess i was hella tired the other night because i deleted like ................... everything off of jo’s blog. SO - please hit the like button or message me if you wanna thread/plot and i’ll get to you guys tomorrow!