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Whoever said orange was the new pink was seriously disturbed.
Legally Blonde (2001) dir. Robert Luketic

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Jacques stopped at his sisterâs door and let out a sigh. He was unsurprised that even her bed was pristine and made up perfectly. Still, perhaps the slight twinge of annoyance that rose up in him as he noticed was a little unfair. They both had their roles to play. And if she was going to do a good job keeping up her image and doing what she was supposed to, as far as Jacques was concerned, there was less reason for that pressure to be on him. It meant he could get away with more.Â
When she spoke, he did his best to keep his eyeroll subtle. âRight. I guess Iâll just bring this notebook to the next room over, then. My mistake.â To emphasize his point, he held up the notebook in question. Something that mustâve gotten mixed up when they were packing or in the confusion of move-in day, as soon as heâd seen it among his things heâd immediately noticed it didnât belong. The style of it was decidedly not his.
ïč â ïč ➻➻  SHE WOULD KNOW THAT VOICE anywhere. immediately she stiffens, focus now razor - sharp on making certain that the corners of the bed were as crisp as could be. keeping her back to him as she goes over the final touches, gathering her strength before turning to give him that patented Angelique smile. the one that never met her eyes.
â donât be like that, jaq, â she murmurs, reaching to take the notebook from him. though it wasnât quite something she recognized, it was most likely a spare her mother had packed assuming angelique didnât have enough. howâd it end up in his things? never mind, she couldnât worry about that today. â thank you for bringing it by. would you mind putting it on my desk in the second drawer? i need to rearrange my school supplies anyway before class. and you should go through yours as well. â
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Welcome to Drearwood, JEZEBELLE FAE. We are so happy to have the child of MALEFICENT here at Drearwood! We heard you look like EIZA GONZALEZ, go by SHE/THEY and are 22 years old. You are an ONLY CHILD. Well, Bippidi Boppodi Boo! { mack, 23 , cst, she/they }
ïč â ïč ➻➻  HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN EVERY TIME? she swears it has to be the work of some imp or something running wild in the school that always lead to her bed being a mess no matter how many times she made it before leaving her dorm.
but here it is, yet again in disarray despite her remembering vividly that she had left it picture-perfect when she had left in the morning. with a sigh, she begins smoothing out the sheets; making sure to make the corners nice and tight before going to give the same treatment to the pillows. there, that looks better.
â forgive me, â she starts, giving the final adjustment to her bed before finally looking up to address whomever had entered. hands wiping on her side as she manages a small smile for them, hoping their presence wasnât a prelude to bad news. â but unless youâre harlow rider, i think youâre in the wrong room. â
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Oscar had already flirted his way into another girlâs bedroom, and the school year had barely even started. She told him her room number and told him to meet her there because she had some things she needed to do first. So, he headed there. The door was open and was met with a different girl. Oscar decided that the other girl had given him the wrong room number, though by accident or on purpose he wasnât sure. Either way, he smirked as he was given the perfect opportunity to mess with his new âroommate.â
âOh, I am Harlow Rider,â he assured her, walking over to the empty bed and plopping himself down onto it. He reached up to interlock his fingers behind his head to relax, already proud of himself.
ïč â ïč ➻➻  SO IT WAS GOING TO BE this kind of day. well, this could either be fun, or turn out badly. she continues to smile at the intruder, knowing perfectly well that he was not her roommate. sheâd already looked up the incoming students on her phone as soon as sheâd unpacked. but she could play along. never let it be said she didnât know how to have fun!
â oh, is that the case? well, itâs a pleasure to meet you, harlow. â she murmurs sweetly, going to sit down by his feet. hands resting folded in her lap. â perhaps now that youâre here, we can go over some ground rules? â

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ïč â ïč ➻➻  HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN EVERY TIME? she swears it has to be the work of some imp or something running wild in the school that always lead to her bed being a mess no matter how many times she made it before leaving her dorm.
but here it is, yet again in disarray despite her remembering vividly that she had left it picture-perfect when she had left in the morning. with a sigh, she begins smoothing out the sheets; making sure to make the corners nice and tight before going to give the same treatment to the pillows. there, that looks better.
â forgive me, â she starts, giving the final adjustment to her bed before finally looking up to address whomever had entered. hands wiping on her side as she manages a small smile for them, hoping their presence wasnât a prelude to bad news. â but unless youâre harlow rider, i think youâre in the wrong room. â
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He hadnât made it to his room yet - having decided to wander the halls instead. His parents would send people with his stuff to set up - there wasnât much to do. Of course he could have gone to meet his roommate but the previous year it had been such a mess that he didnât find himself looking forward to meeting them this year. He hadnât even checked the name on his entrance information - instead, he had simply ignored all the things Drearwood had sent him enjoying his summer to the fullest.
   However, he had to go back sometime and as the sun started going down the boy finally made his way back to his room.. . and ran into a gorgeous girl. One who seemed to already know his name. âUh Iâm Harlow. Who are you?â
ïč â ïč ➻➻  NERVES FINALLY SETTLING as she finishes up the last rogue wrinkle, pleased to note that she hadnât been caught with a messy room. there would be no coming back from that if her parents heard that her room was anything less than picture-perfect.. first impressions counted more than anything, and she needed to make sure she left only the best; regardless of how busy she might have been.
â angelique beaumont, â the girl falls into a curtsey, smile still in place as she slowly rises. perhaps he hadnât had a chance to look over the rooming assignments? well, not to worry. they could fix that now. â itâs a pleasure to make your acquaintance, harlow. iâm your new roommate for the year. i hope you donât mind i took the bed by the window? â
ïč â ïč ➻➻  HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN EVERY TIME? she swears it has to be the work of some imp or something running wild in the school that always lead to her bed being a mess no matter how many times she made it before leaving her dorm.
but here it is, yet again in disarray despite her remembering vividly that she had left it picture-perfect when she had left in the morning. with a sigh, she begins smoothing out the sheets; making sure to make the corners nice and tight before going to give the same treatment to the pillows. there, that looks better.
â forgive me, â she starts, giving the final adjustment to her bed before finally looking up to address whomever had entered. hands wiping on her side as she manages a small smile for them, hoping their presence wasnât a prelude to bad news. â but unless youâre harlow rider, i think youâre in the wrong room. â
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Jacques stopped at his sisterâs door and let out a sigh. He was unsurprised that even her bed was pristine and made up perfectly. Still, perhaps the slight twinge of annoyance that rose up in him as he noticed was a little unfair. They both had their roles to play. And if she was going to do a good job keeping up her image and doing what she was supposed to, as far as Jacques was concerned, there was less reason for that pressure to be on him. It meant he could get away with more.Â
When she spoke, he did his best to keep his eyeroll subtle. âRight. I guess Iâll just bring this notebook to the next room over, then. My mistake.â To emphasize his point, he held up the notebook in question. Something that mustâve gotten mixed up when they were packing or in the confusion of move-in day, as soon as heâd seen it among his things heâd immediately noticed it didnât belong. The style of it was decidedly not his.
ïč â ïč ➻➻  SHE WOULD KNOW THAT VOICE anywhere. immediately she brightens up, concerns with any further tidying up forgotten. pace quick, though still graceful, as she glides over to embrace him. eyes aglow as they find his face, smile growing wide and true at the presence of her brother. it was always comforting to have him nearby, even if it had only been a short time since sheâd last seen him .
â you know that youâre the exception, jaq, â she reassure him, reaching to take the notebook from him. though it wasnât quite something she recognized, it was most likely a spare her mother had packed assuming angelique didnât have enough. â say youâll stay and have tea with me? chase away some of the jitters from move-in day. â
ïč â ïč ➻➻  BACK TO DREARWOOD AGAIN. and just how exciting it is to return to the school. to be around all the people, to have a chance to make more friends, to experience everything the world has to offer. and to push further into finding her own story.
thereâs a buzz in the air she canât shake, dropping off her belonging in her dorm room as quickly as possible so she can make her way to the rest of the campus and meet everyone. maybe introduce herself to newcomers, or get to see her friends again.
â itâs so exciting, isnât it? â she exclaims, greeting the first person she sees with a bright smile and offering her hand for them to shake. practically shaking with excitement; eyes shining as she bounces in place. â i always love coming back here. â
ïč â ïč ➻➻  JUST HER LUCK. just her luck. sometimes, syrena canât help but think that sheâs cursed. that somewhere along the family tree, somebody out there pissed off the wrong person and now itâs all catching up to them. first somebody wasnât paying attention and spilled their drink all over the front of her jeans.
and now somebody didnât know how to clean up after themselves and left a mess of paint all over the floor without even putting up a sign. great, thatâs a pair of shoes ruined and no doubt some staff member will find a way to blame her for the trail of bright purple footprints trailing down the hallway.
â i swear, itâs like nobody has any awareness anymore. â they mutter, throwing their backpack to the floor as they wipe the soles of their trainers on the corner of the newest wall. â itâs like going to school in a pigsty sometimes ... â
ïč â ïč ➻➻  HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN EVERY TIME? she swears it has to be the work of some imp or something running wild in the school that always lead to her bed being a mess no matter how many times she made it before leaving her dorm.
but here it is, yet again in disarray despite her remembering vividly that she had left it picture-perfect when she had left in the morning. with a sigh, she begins smoothing out the sheets; making sure to make the corners nice and tight before going to give the same treatment to the pillows. there, that looks better.
â forgive me, â she starts, giving the final adjustment to her bed before finally looking up to address whomever had entered. hands wiping on her side as she manages a small smile for them, hoping their presence wasnât a prelude to bad news. â but unless youâre harlow rider, i think youâre in the wrong room. â

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seems like syrena jones is need of some connections here in drearwood. if interested in developing a relationship, simply give this post a like and iâll send you a message for us to plot something out. listed below are some ideas of relationships iâm interested in angelique having, but they are not the only ones! if you have something in mind that doesnât necessarily fit, feel free to let me know!
letâs play!
seems like angelique beaumont is need of some connections here in drearwood. if interested in developing a relationship, simply give this post a like and iâll send you a message for us to plot something out. listed below are some ideas of relationships iâm interested in angelique having, but they are not the only ones! if you have something in mind that doesnât necessarily fit, feel free to let me know!
Welcome to Drearwood, SYRENA JONES. We are so happy to have the child of DAVY JONES and CALYPSO here at Drearwood! We heard you look like CHINA ANNE MCCLAIN, go by SHE/THEY and are 22 years old. You have ONE SIBLING. Well, Bippidi Boppodi Boo! { mack, 23 , cst, she/they }
Welcome to Drearwood, CHARLOTTE VALOIS. We are so happy to have the child of CINDERELLA and CHARMING here at Drearwood! We heard you look like JENNY BOYD, go by SHE/THEY and are 20 years old. You have TWO OLDER BROTHERS. Well, Bippidi Boppodi Boo! { mack, 23 , cst, she/they }

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Welcome to Drearwood, ANGELIQUE BEAUMONT. We are so happy to have the child of BELLE and the BEAST here at Drearwood! We heard you look like ADELAIDE KANE, go by SHE/HER and are 22 years old. Your brother is Jaques Beaumont. Well, Bippidi Boppodi Boo! { mack, 23 , cst, she/they }