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                    if  anyone  asked  her  what  she  imagined  the  good  place  to  be  like  ,  it  would  be  this  .  surrounded  by  endless  books  on  shelves  ,  perfectly  sorted  by  genre  ,  their  bindings  in  tact  without  one  inch  of  misplace  .  she  wanted  to  feel  overwhelmed  but  she  couldn’t  ,  she  couldn’t  even  bare  to  take  her  eyes  off  the  books  that  were  just  drawing  her  in  .  slim  fingers  reach  up  to  lightly  brush  against  bindings  of  a  few  novels  ,  a  faint  smile  on  her  lips  as  if  the  books  were  whispering  a  secret  to  her  .  she  heard  them  behind  her  ,  although  she  couldn’t  really  bring  herself  to  care  if  she  was  in  the  way  .  ‘‘  if  you  had  to  read  one  author  for  the  rest  of  eternity  —–  who  would  it  be  ?  ’’  she  asked  the  unknown  person  behind  her  .

the headphones were in. the music was blasting. there were many ways that derek would use to get rid of his stress, one of his favorites? well that was running of course. for some reason it put him completely at ease and made him forget about anything that was bothering him. the sweat dripped down his face as he continued to move down the empty street. he had closed his eyes for one single moment, as he took in a deep breath, yet that was long enough for him to run into the other person, knocking them both to the ground. glancing at the other he offered them a half smile and took the headphone from his ear. “ damn… i’m sorry. are you alright ? ”

- ̗̀ @selectedhq-starters​ 

Her eyes dart around the room in embarrassment. “ I’m acting like a terrible host, aren’t I ? ” She sighs as she looks outside the room behind the other person. The party that she had thrown in an attempt to earn extra credit for the Party Planning class looked like it was going smoothly though it was draining the energy out of her. “ Do you need anything ? Did something happen ? ”

she knew that there would most likely be some faces she knew around here.it was next to impossible for the people she knew that left before her not to end up here. yet she hadn’t seen one single familiar face. it broke her heart a little bit. she had expected that someone from her past would be here. she expected that she would have a friend and some familiar feelings around. but no that was not the case. she had to make nice with those around her and more often than not other’s tended to find her know-it-all ways annoying. it wasn’t her fault though she had a photographic memory. she couldn’t help but remember the things she read and saw. it was a fault that served her well but also made it hard for her to make friends, they either envied her for her brain causing them to dislike her or used her for her brain. all in all it should of been a happy place but she felt more lonely here than when meredith wanted nothing to do with her once upon a time. “ it’s amazing how the clouds can form shapes, though it truly shouldn’t be a surprise considering where i am. it’s almost as if it should be expected. ” lexie mumbled to herself as she stared up at a cloud that was oddly shaped like a stethoscope. @selectedhq-starters​

For the past few weeks, she’d been doing whatever she could to keep herself busy and keep her mind from running. Her newest way of keeping busy was baking, which lead her to having way more treats than she could ever eat. Packing up some of the cookies she’d made during the night into tupperware boxes, she headed towards where the shops were. After spending a few minutes handing them out, her eyes landed on someone new. “Cookie?” Offering the tub out towards them, she put the most polite smile possible on her face. “I may have made a few… dozen too many.” 

with   his   feet   perched   on   the   ledge   of   the   window   ,   he   was   thankful   for   the   boost   that   came   with   the   good   place   –   aware   that   scaling   the   side   would   not   be   as   easily   without   pixie   dust   .   his   being   here   was   entirely   proof   of   that   .   peter   remained   still   ,   his   finger   tapping   against   the   window’s   glass   with   determination   ,   his   face   expressing   the   same   .   “   ’   ello   –   ‘cuse   me   .   ”   perhaps   the   window   trick   did   not   have   the   same   results   outside   of   the   human   realm   –   but   a   voice   ?   a   voice   surely   did   . @selectedhq-starters​

                    she  had  been  doing  so  well  .  she  was  even  making  friends  but  with  the  memory  of  her  father  disowning  her  for  disappointing  the  family  name  while  in  switzerland  ,  then  attempting  to  act  like  father  of  the  year  when  she  had  a  bleeding  wound  in  her  stomach  -  it  was  only  putting  her  on  edge  .  yes  ,  more  edge  than  usual  ,  which  is  why  she  is  standing  across  from  someone  ,  the  argument  getting  heated  .  ‘‘  you’re  only  making  me  lose  brain  cells  as  you  continue  to  talk  .  i  don’t  care  about  that  shirt  –  i  just  want  new  pearls  ,  which  you  continue  to  block  .  just  because  i  can’t  use  physical  violence  ,  doesn’t  mean  i  can’t  make  you  wish  i  could  .  ’’  she  hissed  ,  ignoring  the  noise  that  began  behind  her  .  oh  great  ,  someone  to  come  to  this  imbeciles  rescue  .

                    staying  up  late  was  beginning  to  be  a  regular  for  jamie  ,  but  it  was  her  routine  .  a  routine  that  worked  for  her  ,  &  with  the  routine  getting  set  in  place  ,  it  allowed  a  relaxing  nature  to  fall  over  the  clayton  home  .  dani  had  her  nighttime  routine  ,  while  jamie  enjoyed  to  sit  alone  &  watch  her  plants  from  their  small  porch  .  the  noise  caused  her  to  jump  ,  looking  out  into  the  darkness  with  a  pinched  face  of  annoyance  .  ‘‘  oi  !  you  better  not  fork  anything  up  !  ’’  she  hissed  into  the  dark  ,  slowly  beginning  to  make  her  way  to  where  the  noise  came  from  .  ‘‘  i  mean  it  ,  i’ll  make  the  bloody  bad  place  look  like  paradise  if  you’re  messing  with  my  garden  .  ’’

                    HARRY  WAS  STILL  STRUGGLING  WITH  DEATH  ,  mostly  unconcerned  with  the  good  place  as  a  whole  .  “  okay  ,  so  ,  the  last  time  i  died  —  ”  an  alarming  sentence  on  its  own  .  “  —  i  wasn’t  here  .  this  doesn’t  make  sense  .  mistakes  like  this  can’t  be  allowed  .  ”  he  sank  down  on  the  bench  he  was  occupying  .  “  i  shouldn’t  say  that  so  loud  ,  should  i  ?  you  don’t  reckon  they’ll  send  me  to  the  bad  place  ,  do  they  ?  ”

                    A  LAZY  GAIT  AND  A  CHARMING  SMILE  ,  mark  approached  the  nearest  interesting  looking  person  .  “  hey  ,  good  afternoon  .  i’m  mark  ,  and  all  the  seats  in  here  are  taken  .  you  wouldn’t  mind  if  i  joined  you  ,  would  you  ?  ”  his  eyes  all  but  sparkled  as  he  laid  on  the  charm  ,  an  act  most  in  his  life  would’ve  found  revolting  .  “  i  can  assure  you  i’m  good  company  .  i  have  tons  of  interesting  stories  .  what  do  you  say  ?  ”

 her  hands  begin  to  wobble  as  she  balances  a  gigantic  book  on  her  lap.  the  cover  reads  complete  english  dictionary.  erin  is  sitting  on  a  bench  outside  ,  having  woken  up  sad  in  the  new  year  but  it’s  nothing  new.  now  she’s  reading  the  dictionary.  she  looks  up  as  another  appears  to  pause  in  search  for  a  spot  to  sit  ,  and  erin  scoots  over  quickly.  “this  spot’s  open!”  with  a  loud  slap  sound  the  book  hits  the  floor  and  she  gasps  ,  scooping  it  up  in  her  arms  with  a  laugh.  “oops.  it’s  heavy.  sorry.”  with  one  hand  free  ,  she  pats  the  spot  on  the  bench  next  to  her.  “this  is  my  resolution  for  the  year  ,  to  read  this  whole  book.  do  you  have  one  yet  ?”

                    her  head  had  been  pounding  since  new  years  day  .  it  wasn’t  that  she  hadn’t  been  sleeping  ,  she  felt  like  that  was  all  she  could  do  ,  but  with  the  new  memory  invading  her  mind  ,  she  couldn’t  help  but  feel  like  maybe  ,  just  maybe  ,  she  had  been  crazy  .  she  had  believed  arthur  had  been  the  one  to  help  her  ,  but  it  would  only  make  sense  if  he  hadn’t  with  how  her  siblings  had  treated  her  .  taking  a  breath  ,  she  pinched  at  the  brim  of  her  nose  ,  hoping  that  &  the  scent  of  the  black  coffee  in  front  of  her  would  be  enough  to  make  the  headache  subside  .  she  could  sense  someone  ,  although  never  looking  at  them  directly  to  see  who  it  was  .  ‘‘  the  seats  free  —  if  you  need  it  .  i  shouldn’t  be  here  much  longer  .  ’’  she  muttered  .  /  @selectedhq-starters​

   vanya  felt  out  of  place  standing  away  from  the  crowd  and  tucked  away  near  the  staircase  that  leads  up  to  the  second  story  of  the  massive  building.  they’re  nervous  and  it’s  clear  the  way  their  eyes  dart  around,  taking  everyone  in.  you  don’t  belong  here,  vanya.  it’s  the  voice  of  none  other  than  their  ‘father’  ringing  in  the  back  of  their  mind.  everything  is  almost  too  overwhelming  and  vanya  lets  eyes  close  to  take  a  deep  breath,  blowing  the  air  out  to  relax.  the  sound  of  someone  speaking  surprises  them,  a  gasp  exiting  lips  and  eyes  opening.  the  vase  of  flowers  sitting  on  the  newel  post  is  knocked  over,  shattering  across  the  floor.  vanya  jumps  back  slightly  and  chuckles  nervously.  ❝    that  was  already  broke  when  i  got  here.  wasn’t  me.  ❞