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kimi was probably the person julian had spent the most time with out of everyone on the team ( excluding his roommates, which he didn’t really have a choice to be far from ) and yet, with her and all her faces moods, he could hardly guess what she was ever going to do next. “i miss her,” he explained, picking apart the pastry and popping little chunks into his mouth every couple seconds. “and not–” he shook his head and dusted off his hands on his pants, “not in the kind of… stupid way…” stupid of course meaning the dumb way he had confessed his feelings to her the other night. “i miss her being around and being my friend. not that you’re not enough.” julian was quick to throw in the little compliment for kimi. it was mostly unspoken, but they knew just how important they were to each other. it was a sixth sense that kept them from growing apart. “i’m pretty sure she’s not ready to talk to me yet, though.” a few seconds ticked by, and he sighed again. “isaiah won’t talk to me, either. so… i’m shit outta luck over here.”

ashley hadn’t stepped foot on campus in a week, choosing instead to hole up in her apartment while each day of class and work came and went. she knew it was stupid to miss so much, but she couldn’t bring herself to go. now, she was back at work and staring at the screen filled with tweets from fans about gina and messages from others about what they think happened and who was to blame, and suddenly ashley decided that a week was nowhere near enough time off. luckily, before she could get too lost in the rabbit hole, she was pulled out by kimi’s voice. turning to face her friend, she shot her a small smile. “aw, thanks kimi, you’re the cutest.” accepting the food, ashley immediately took a sip of the coffee. “how are you? i haven’t seen you in forever.”

“pouty?” he repeated, pouting. he then let out a small laugh, closer to a huff of air than a real laugh, and itched his neck, working his hand to rest on his collarbone. “i mean,” he shrugged, stretching out and taking hold of the coffee cup, “besides the obvious? besides the…” he raised the cup to his lips, “unspeakable deed of halloween night,” julian shuttered, taking a sip. “nothing.” he put the cup back down, feeling his appetite inch away. “it’s bad for me to be focused on verena when there’s way more important shit going on, right? i know it is. but i can’t stop it.” again, he raised a hand to rub the back of his neck, letting out a groan. 

naomi walked into the mysterybusters hq, in tears. ‘ uh, hey everyone… karma got its kiss for me ! ’ she puckers her lips sarcastically and takes a seat on the couch. ‘ uh i cant go to to  ZACHARY’S because i got a…. a ticket because apparently you’re supposed to pull over for an emergency vehicle and i didn’t know ! ’ she laughs, ‘ listen, my life is extremely going downhill cause i’m getting acne, and i’m getting fat and i’m balding right here if you can’t see the whole triangle there like a piece of hair, i’m balding I’M BALDING ! ’ she points to the imaginary bald spot at the top of her head. ‘ i’m turning ugly and my face is going to be fat for the rest of the day and i can’t even SHOWER BEFORE WORK tonight because i’m not going to be home on time ! ’  ‘ and that fat ass washington, ’ she cries again, ‘ the fat ass washington cop…. gave me a ticket…. and he’s like “do you know about this law?” i didn’t so i said “no”… because i didn’t and it’s so much money and i only have THIRTY SEVEN DOLLARS and i’m not supposed to go under fifty and i’m going to get fined by my bank —’ she can hear someone else talking in the other room ‘ SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!  i’m going to get fined by my bank for having under fifty dollars  ♫  and i already owe my dad four hundred something dollars and i owe my friend’s mom eighty and i cant get a job now but everything’s fine and i’m OKAY and my dad is really mad at me and my life is going downhiiiill♫ so if anyone wants to be like a nice person ’ naomi laughs through tears, ‘ and give me money to pay for this fucking ticket because i don’t have it ’ INHALE. ‘  i’m going to leave my paypal link on twitter but like… ’ she winks ‘ that’s me winking BUT MY EYES ARE TOO SWOLLEN TO WINK ! ’ naomi really can’t stop crying, ‘ and i called to see if i could serve jail time instead of paying but no one answered so i left a voicemail asking if it were an option for me to serve jail time instead of paying ! ’ again she hears one of the members talking ‘ so it what ? ’ she asks. you’re going to get arrested for that. they’re going to be like this “dumbest bitch” then they’re going to arrest you. she begins to cry again. another person joins in to the conversation. isn’t that the point ? that’s what she wants. at this point naomi just laughs through her tears. ‘ and my friends are laughing while i’m having an emotional breakdown ! SHOW ME SUPPOOOOOOORT ! ’ she laughs hysterically and grabs one of the pillows from the couch, burying her head into it and screaming. ( BASED OFF OF )

“oh.” the sudden appearance of the other girl and the warm food that came with her were a pleasant surprise to him. despite already having a quick cup of coffee before leaving his apartment, he reached for it first, taking a whiff in of the welcoming drink. “thanks, kimi,” he said before taking a sip. hotter than he expected, he put it down after, peaking inside the little paper bag at what else his friend had given him. “awe–” he looked up and pouted at the girl, pulling the bag closer to him, “you didn’t have to.” a sweet smile formed as he tore a corner of the flakey bread apart, popping it into his mouth. “how are you?” he asked, his voice missing any hint of enthusiasm.

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outgoing → micah [ 1:10 pm ] yah im picking up coffee do u want someoutgoing → micah [ 1:10 pm ] just lmk ur order (tho im assuming… you just drink straight black coffee)outgoing → micah [ 1:14 pm ] going once…… going twice….outgoing → micah [ 1:17 pm ] ok i got u coffee anywayoutgoing → micah [ 4:12 pm ] are you dead …. and dont just respond with “i wish i was”

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outgoing → juju [ 4:14 pm ] have u ever thought abt howoutgoing → juju [ 4:15 pm ] bees pollinate flowers outgoing → juju [ 4:15 pm ] and thats just like bees??? nutting???? in flowersoutgoing → juju [ 5:02 pm ] are you ignoring meoutgoing → juju [ 5:10 pm ] answer my texts julian this is important

once the dog had padded away, julian finally looked up to kimi, eyes beaming bright at the sight of his friend. he pulled himself off the floor and dusted the fur off his hands with the legs of his pants. “much better after seeing my boy,” julian joked, poking around in the plastic bag for his lunch. “and once this thing is sitting in my stomach,” the large burrito was pulled from the bag and shiny in silver foil, “i’ll be superb.” it was so big he had to handle it with two hands, but julian was quite pleased with his order. he unwrapped one end and took a bite, joining kimberly in digging in. “but, seriously,” he said after swallowing a mouthful, “don’t leave your door unlocked. even for me. i could have been anybody.” there was the smallest playful tone to his words, but julian spoke from a place of true concern. one friend had already been lost in the havoc of party; he didn’t need kimi to fall victim to a home robbery or worse. 

@ofkimi go with it

after knocking on the door, julian waited a minute, rocking back and forth on his heels in the hallway. rather than just knocking again, he tried the door handle–it opened instantly. “kimberly! lock your damn door!” he called out into the girl’s apartment, closing the front door behind him and turning the lock. in one hand a bag of food was hanging on by a thread, the take-out boxes testing the limits of the thin plastic. “chick fil a has arrived.” instead of being greeted first by the girl, a small dog came running to the boy, brushing up against his legs, trying to get his attention. julian put the food down on the nearest surface he could reach, and dropped to the floor. “nabi!” he practically squealed as he pet the little fluffy beast.

“kimi, you gotta let me stop and refuel,” julain argued, looking around them for any kind of food stand. “a growing boy needs his meats. did you see any burger place on this street?” the boy looked directly at her, raising a brow. “who are you rooming with tonight? they put me with trevor–as if i don’t spend enough nights hearing his sleep-talk.” julian started to mindlessly walk up the street, hoping that they’d run into some place that looked good.

the corn maze seemed promising in theory, but the deeper daniel got into the maze with little more than one teammate at his side, the more lost he found himself getting. the sun could be seen dipping below the horizon ahead of them (  the stalks casting leering shadows as they continued to follow the disorienting turns ), but the california air refused to cool. daniel proceeded to make another turn and — HALT. dead end. the boy turned to face the other, addressing them as he paced backwards and began retracing their steps. “ if it weren’t for leatherface chasing us for five minutes, i guarantee we would have been out of here and chowing down on funnel cakes by now. ”

kimberly’s mental ‘ file ’ on daniel was thin, so she wasn’t entirely annoyed being by his side for the small ADVENTURE they were on in the corn maze. it wasn’t exactly frightening, as she wasn’t particularly claustrophobic or scared of people in masks, but she played it up just a tad, playing her part, her character. at him turning around, kimi stepped back slightly, blinking repeatedly, processing his words. “it’s not so bad, though,” she sighed, glancing around before following after him. “that way,” kimi directed, cocking her chin in the opposite direction daniel was moving to turn, knowing damn well his way was yet another dead end. “you better treat me to a soft pretzel for dragging me in here.”

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“I never thought i’d ever hear you scream. Let alone scream so LOUD.” Isaiah half grumbled, still rubbing a hand over his ear. He had no idea why he’d gone through this maze with her, of all people, but he thought he’d act diplomatic about the entire thing, and polite. He regretted it. Spending any time with Kim was excruciatingly painful, but spending time with her in a dark maze, whilst the others rushed off? He’d considered just leaving her in there. It would probably make the group better if anything. But the idea of trying to explain that to Ashley seemed another kind of painful all in itself. “Where’s Ash, anyways? I thought you two were joined at the hip.” He glanced around, as if hoping she’d materialise out of nowhere. No such luck. 

Whether it’s because he’s, well, annoying, or because he has her whole thing figured out, Kimberly tries to avoid spending alone time with Isaiah at all costs — winding up with him in a fucking maze of all places would take a whole you won’t believe how I ended up here montage. “Shut up,” she muttered, under her breath, tucking her hair behind her ears so she could properly glare at the side of his face (while he wasn’t looking, of course). She held back the EYE ROLL that instinctively took over her face when she was asked about Ashley, instead just furrowed her eyebrows at him. “Maybe she’s with Cristian?” Kimi responded, tilting her head pointedly, fake smile still pasted on her face. "You have a phone, just text her."