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You're so self centred
who else am i supposed to be centred on

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“Pop Tarts? Did you say you have Pop Tarts?”
“yeah, no I said–can you pay attention, i’m trying to complain.” canned sangria tilts precariously between his fingertips as he turns, noting sally’s current position–-black combat boot on bottle-littered counter as she holds cooler in one hand and reaches for top shelf with the other. hallowell twin makes herself a common occurrence, not just at his parties, but ever chaotically in his peripherals–and probably most often; fishing in his back pocket for his wallet.Â
“you’re a parasite, I hope you know that.” graham tilts himself up from where he’s perched on the adjacent kitchen island, reaching to fish poptart box from a different cabinet. eyes narrow slightly– he’s tipping slightly, comfortably tipsy as a loose grin quirks on the corner of his mouth.
he holds the sugar out of her grasp for a moment, pointing vaguely accusingly with alcohol-holding hand. “poptarts when you take your shoes off my counter, hallowell.”
im sexy so watch your tone
graham sliding you a playlist of ariana grande: kill me to this or don’t waste my fucking time
pictured: kaz holding graham's hand as they're sat together at the campfire, her cheek resting on his shoulder. " we're going to be okay, kitty. we survived a fucking dream cult. we can survive some... guys in masks. either way, we're not alone. you still have me. "
“it isn’t fair,” he whispers, eyes lost somewhere on the dance of flames and tinder. “we shouldn’t be here.” these words are useless, and he wishes more than ever he had anything like kaz’s backbone to protect him from the spiraling dread of them. words soft and repeated until they turn to dust around his teeth and he’s silent.
graham’s shoulders shake, but he’s been crying too long for anything else to happen now, so he just anchors himself on kaz’s hand, trying to be mindful of how hard he squeezes--verifying she’s still there. eyes burn, throat stings where voice has broken, dirt and blood decay windbreaker as he looks at nothing--spaced out in a slowly ebbing panic attack.
a soft trembling laugh, eyes finally raising from flame. he lets himself slump a bit against her side, jaw setting against mussed hair. suburban sleepwalkers and underground cults had been beyond suspension of disbelief–this was nightmarish. surreal and filthy and visceral, with monsters moving among reeds--just to hunt them down--just to hurt them. “i better,” he breathes quietly, “i already almost lost you once. you’re not… you’re not allowed to do that to me again, okay?”

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“I hope this is the right road. It doesn’t even show up on GPS. It’s unworthy of global positioning.”
in narrowed peripherals, he’s watching daph lift cellphone uselessly in attempt to catch a signal in what was definitely dead air. not soon after the radio station had lulled itself into an angry static, graham had made some similar conclusions about this particular mission. the others are in varying piles of asleep in the back across furniture and bunks; as far as graham’s concerned, it’s their fault for assigning will daphne as his navigator.Â
grahams fingers tap agitatedly at the wheel of old winnebago, tilting head to squint down abandoned road. “jesus, it better be. we’ve been in the fuck-off backwoods for hours--” whether daph is listening or more interested in their satellite invisibility, graham continues; “--and if this piece of shit breaks down out here, who the hell’s gonna tow us?”Â
driver is visibly agitated as he gestures vaguely at the austere, horrifying little manor among the trees--coming up on their right. rv comes to a jolting stop (as several bodies jostle into one another in the back), and graham directs attention to the ugly fixture. “yeah, and by the way--that looks like shit, so if you think for one second i'm setting foot in that--”
graham: [pointing at the hillbilly] "you’re cancelled"
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94 starters feel free to change gender pronouns content warning: alcohol mention, cussing, drug mention, sexual themes, violence
“You guys better not be messing around in there.”
“It’s gonna be a long weekend if everyone’s that puckered up.”
“Are you even listening to me?”
“Why haven’t you stuck that asshole’s picture on a dart board yet?”
“I can’t believe you did it.”
“I knew what I was getting into.”
“That is the last thing that I want.”
“What is this? What are these? What are you doing with these?”
“I’m shutting right up.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you, bro?”
“People in this town drive in a very counterintuitive manner. That’s what I have to say.”
“_____, honey, that is not okay.”
“Statistical fact: cops will never pull over a man with a huge bong in his car. Why? They fear this man. They know he sees farther than they, and he will bind them with ancient logics.”
“_____, you fetching minx! Do you have any food?”
“I hope this is the right road. It doesn’t even show up on GPS. It’s unworthy of global positioning.”
“Is society crumbling, _____?”
“Society needs to crumble. We’re all just too chicken shit to let it.”
“You sassin’ me, boy?”
“You were rude to my friend.”
“Oh my god. It’s, uh, beautiful…”
“In ten minutes we’re hitting the lake!”
“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me. That’s just creepy.”
“Don’t be an ape, _____.”
“Thanks for, uh, being decent.”
“Oh, ask me that again, only slower…”
“Don’t take this lightly, boy.”
“Come on, _____. Life is risk.”
“I’m gonna kill you!”
“You are so dead!”
“More than anything I just want this moment to end.”
“Seems a little harsh, doesn’t it?”
“Let’s get this party started!”
“I’m living in a womb of reefer. Leave me alone.”
“No, no, no, there’s no need to huff and puff. I’ll let you come in…”
“What the hell was that?”
“What do you think’s down there?”
“Sorry, I just scared myself.”
“I’m not sure it’s awesome to be down here.”
“Maybe we should go back upstairs.”
“Jesus, can we not—?”
“Okay, I’m drawing a line in the fucking sand here.”
“Stop being a fucking baby.”
“They’re like something from a nightmare.”
“Can we not talk about people and pieces anymore tonight?”
“Oh, are you feeling lonely, _____?”
“_____, do you wanna go lie down?”
“Don’t push me around!”
“You seriously believe nothing weird is going on?”
“You’re not seeing what you don’t want to see.”
“Pop Tarts? Did you say you have Pop Tarts?”
“I’m sorry about tonight.”
“Do I lose points if I tell you I’m having a pretty nice time?”
“What are you running away for?”
“Oh, did I get a little beer on your shirt? I guess it’ll have to come off, huh?”
“Your basic human needs disgust me. Get out of here.”
“It’s so dark. Take me inside.”
“Okay, baby, let’s see some boobies.”
“What are you—what are you gonna do to me?”
“_____, man, you gotta wake up. Your shit is topsy-turvy.”
“What are you saying, huh? What do you want?”
“I’m the boss of my own brain, so give it up.”
“I thought there’d be stars. We are abandoned.”
“Where are you hurt? Is all of this from you?”
“We gotta get out of here.”
“Look, we gotta lock this place down.”
“No matter what happens, we have to stick together.”
“This isn’t right. We should split up. We can cover more ground that way.”
“This is where he killed them. This is where he kills us.”
“Let’s move! Come on! Come on, let’s go!”
“What the fuck’s going on?”
“I can’t believe this, man. This ain’t happening.”
“We can’t go back. There’s no way across?”
“Don’t hold back.”
“Please do not go nuts on me, okay, _____? You’re all I’ve got now.”
“God damn, that was close!”
“I don’t understand. You’re celebrating?”
“I wish that I could do what you do.”
“I’m just giving you a hard time. Come on, give us a hug.”
“Turn the fucking music off.”
“What is this place?”
“Yeah, I had to dismember that guy with a trowel. What have you been up to?”
“Somebody sent those dead fucks up here to get us.”
“Where else are we gonna go?”
“Why are you trying to kill us?”
“You shouldn’t be here. This should’ve gone differently, ended more quickly.”
“Get the fucker off me!”
“Fuck, we’re running out of time!”
“They don’t just wanna see us killed. They wanna see us punished.”
“You can die with them or you can die for them.”
“I’m so sorry I almost shot you. I probably wouldn’t have.”
“I’m sorry I let you get attacked by a werewolf and then ended the world.”
“You were right. Humanity… It’s time to give someone else a chance.”
“I wish I could’ve seen them.”
“That would’ve been a fun weekend.”

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i think that... little group things are fun! and i think i would like to do a little plotline of kiddos that are like... a scooby doo gang u feel.Â
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graham:
" they don't just wanna see us killed. they wanna see us punished. "
He’s watching her intently now as she seems to have lifted off into her own thoughts, gaze moving past him into the sway of trees. He’s not unfamiliar with the distance taking on her expression–Kaz had a sort of other-worldliness when she seemed to be thinking deeply. Graham’s eyebrows furrow down in turn, perplexed; sleep cult, not death cult, right? “We’re–we’re in high school, what do they want, my algebra grade?” He pushes himself up from the edge of the train car, pocketing his hands in his jacket. “Don’t–” He trails off, heel scuffing the dirt. “Just. Don’t even say that shit, Kaz. I’m not dying. Not in this shitty fucking town.”Â

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" we just made out a couple times. " dont be judgy abt jason god
“Okay, gross.” Graham pockets his hands, scoffs as he tilts back on his heels. “Like, him? Him, Kaz?” A pause, hands dramatic in their gestures, a grin, half-confounded on his expression. “Guy’s a creep. Look at those… crazy, crazy raccoon eyes.” There had been something distinctly unsettling about Jason’s gaze, like he was always analyzing something, or lost in thought. That, and he was just a little too keen to bump shoulders with Kaz–who seemed to be just about the only one that didn’t see any problems with him. Graham frowns at the asphalt below, scuffing a shoe and wondering just why he was so concerned. “He might be in the club, or whatever, but that doesn’t mean I have to like him.”
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