blackwood, al.

 〝 it's an alumni brunch fundraiser, not brain surgery. i think we can afford phoning it in on the decorations without any spinal injuries. 〞

" fundraisers, claire, determine funds. it's in the name. funds are money, and money is how we do things like, maintain our status as charitable gift givers, and host awesome fucking parties with everyone on campus where you can get sloppy drunk off wine coolers and play hot-and-cold handsy games with preston in the corner, and buy cute little matching pink tee shirts for whenever the next fucking fundraiser is. and alumni are connections. connections are routes to the future. so. let's make sure there aren't any more broken necks this semester. yeah? "

 〝 so? it's a respectable profession. pays damn well, too. 〞

" yeah, yeah, you're a man of the fuckin' people with your rolex. "

〝   and miss the opportunity to make some pledges blush ? s'like you don't know me at all , winthrop .   〞 natalie leans against the door frame like she owns the place , her grin wide and her dark eyes curious , head tilting forward — she tries to sneak a peak . 〝   whatcha writing ?   〞

" nothing. notes for class. jesus. " he laughs, to hide how uncomfortable he feels, shoves the notebook into his bag and looks up at her. so much for pledges, it's all vince can do not to blush. he re-calibrates himself, standing up. " did you want to stay here, or go to the library? go get coffee? "

 〝 you are far too narcissistic to kill yourself. 〞  @sinspledge

" way worse people than me have killed themselves. hitler killed himself. "

 〝 why does everything have to be perfect? 〞  @sinspledge

" because we have the option for it to be. accepting second best is the first slippery step on the staircase of mediocrity. do you want to break your neck falling down that, claire? "

  〝 anyone i know, 〞  lee insists. 〝 big cities are littered with trash and junkies. you can't even have a real backyard. how are you meant to work on your tan? something that my mom enjoys doing by the way.  〞

" i wear sunscreen. wanting to be home, home, home on the range isn't exactly a problem for me. you sound like a farmer. "

  〝 all right, maybe not gay. but at the very least, whaddya-call-it, metrosexual. read about that in cosmo, and cosmo's more honest than those people on the news. that's what my mama tells me, anyway. 〞

" metrosexual is stupid. no offense to your mom, who i was out with last night. who wouldn't want to look well groomed? who wouldn't want to live in a metropolitan area? "