* ʙɪɢ / 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕘!

magda: mhmm ok i'm listening

magda: :/ no

magda: he's kind of hot in that squint and tilt your head way

magda: i suppose some people would find him rly attractive but ig he's just a little timid for my taste

magda: still though maybe he's a secret freak

sabine: clearly i have a phone .. a laptop .. plenty of clothes ..

sabine: mm idk then .. maybe if i'm drunk or high or both yk?

sabine: my standards are usually lower when im not sober

sabine: maybe but contrary to popular belief .. its not always the quiet ones :/ he could just be vanilla and then where would i be?

even if his half-a-caramel apple’s the way it is, he’s glad that it was there since he wasn’t even sure if he could have managed to make sabine to even move her lips upwards in good nature due to him or something he did. he nodded in agreement. “’you gonna eat yours?” he asked, and then he picked up his apple up, he looked at it and furrowed, “i actually hope this is edible.” he laughed a little and took a bite from it. he could barely taste the caramel, he felt like there wasn’t even any caramel on it aside from the splotches. “my god, this is just a plain apple. how is yours?”

magda: i mean true bt how am i meant to be theatrical like this? hate that

magda: yea i am kind of a genius

magda: so i hear vernon wants to bone u like crazy. thoughts?

sabine: i've got plenty of other property for you to threaten

sabine: ok einstein relax

sabine: ?? who the fuck ?? is vernon ?? everyone's always telling me shit about people i dont know lmao

      she did have a point when it came to keeping people interested. holding back meaningful information was a smart move these days - but there was only so much they could talk about without questions. there was no way around it when you wanted to get to know someone and right now that was all he seemed to want. “anything i want?  oooh, okay.” he mumbled, eyes narrowing as he rested his chin over his hand and looked at her with a smile on his lips, unable to deny that he was indeed interested in finding out more - meaning her trick had worked. “okay…what is your favorite band, singer or artist and why are they so special to you? ” he asked, his smile remaining as he did so. his logic of starting with a easy one like this was simple, people loved talking about things they were passionate about and perhaps that would open the way for more deeper questions later. if it didn’t, then he was glad enough to have gotten to know her a little more.

“yeah, right. that’s also why i totally didn’t listen,” he mused with a small chuckle. totally not because he spaced out, as it often occurred out of nowhere. his blue orbs darted between their caramelized apples, shrugging then. “i’m not above getting myself all dirty, honestly. it seems worth it.”

“An idealistic realist,” Gianna nodded. She wasn’t an optimist per say, but there were some things she just really was positive about.

“well, when you play actually palatable music…hard not to judge the shit on the radio,” he replied with a shrug. “so nice to see you again, sabine. make anyone cry today or are you saving up your tries for me? stick around for the music, i’m sure you’ll have plenty to critique.” 

( √ ) a long-winded confession text

[ 10:49am → sloane malone ]: jesus christ okay so im high as fuuck right now and im tripping like a mOTherfucker but i just remembered that i may or may not have??? ruined someone’s relationship over the summer??? i mean YES i did it but i was high off my gd ass and i dont even????? remember the details?? but i woke up in his bed still kinda high and i swear to GOD i thought id had some fucking lucid dream about it cos i mean ofc i would hes hot but like .. he was lying there right next to me and i had a second of panic cos it hit me that i fucking did it AGAIN.. i really went and ruined another fucking friendship bc i have no goddamn impulse control when im high and horny i???[ 10:54am → sloane malone ]: it was carter by the way so gia’s gonna put me six feet under for it when she fucking finds out.. NOT that i dont deserve it but fuuuuuck sloane why am i LIKE THIS what the FUCK

( ☠ ) a misguided advice text

magda: why does noone at columbia own a car are u all fred flintstone ass cavemen

magda: the government's more of a slow burner. one of the secretaries at a local mayor's thinks i shit sunshine

sabine: too much work when u can just take a taxi or the subway

( ✆ ) a morning text

[ 08:22am → t. 😍 ]: WAKE UP BITCH!![ 08:23am → t. 😍 ]: im coming to ur dorm and we’re gonna throw down if the door isnt unlocked for me when i get to it

( ♔ ) an angry text

[ 13:07pm → t. 😍 ]: ohhhhh my fucking godddddd im gonna kick his ass!!![ 13:07pm → t. 😍 ]: i cant even properly express my raGE right now!! im calling and you’d better fucKING PICK UP BC IM SO FUCKING PISSED

( √ ) a long-winded confession text

[ 18:31pm → t. 😍 ]: ok so, you know i’m not one for shit like “emotion” and “feelings” and all that bullshit, but it just hit me today that you’re, like?? the only person in my life who doesn’t fucking.. want something from me?? and that means the whole world to me. god i sound like such an idiot, but you’re the most important person in my life and i think i fucking?? love you??? god, you know this isn’t easy for me to say, which only proves my point, so i?? yeah, that’s it! i love you and we never have to talk about it again!

( ☢ ) a desperate text