*// &.like cold coffee in the morning *

“This music is the shit, dance with me!”

“i am all for dancing any day.”

“Well would you look at that, a song I actually know..” Preston muttered to himself, watching as the students carried on all around. Thankfully it was like every other dance he’d been to in his life, which had to be a good thing. No drama meant getting out on time.

“oh come one, don’t act like you are ancient now. i bet you have heard more then a song or two our generation listens to. you are just not ready to admitt it, affraid we won’t be impressed by your authority any longer.”

archetype series: the teen queen

“i mean in retrospect, i think if they covered anything i would cry.”

“it would take a lot more for me to cry, but it would be memorable to say the least.”

“alright, well what do you suggest i wear?”

“perferably nothing, but that is just more my cup of tea.”

“-  I’m spontaneous enough? I’ll show you spontaneous,” 

“you do know eventhough you are in the presence of females, there are some who enjoy it.”

“Okay but like consider this, Bastille and Halsey doing a cover of Christmas by Hanson. Or Bastille and Chvrches.”

“it would certainly be something. i would certainly enjoy it.”

“I feel like this is a bit too much, even for me..”

“i would say, not showing enough.”

“if i go out tonight, there is no way i won’t stay in bed tomorrow. i don’t have enough willpower to show up half-drunk and on two hours of sleep.”

“ i am sorry to hear you are declining this offer. it is such a shame. we could have had so much fun. now i am going to be sad and lonely. ”