#acipaer

   when  she  begins  to  steer  in  the  white  sheets,  the  fear  of  getting  caught  here  settles  in.  he  is  not  her  boyfriend,  and  maybe  he’ll  never  be  -  not  if  they  keep  acting  like  this  at  least.  mostly  his  fault.  ready  to  bolt  out  of  the  room,  pushing  the  chair  back  when  he  suddenly  feels  her  hand  wrapping  around  his  wrist,  preventing  him  from  leaving.          ❝  hey…  ❞

gabe  immediately  grabs  her  wrist  and  pulls  her  back  to  him.  she  may  want  to,  but  she  doesn't  get  to  escape  that  easily.  gabe  doesn't  want  her  to  leave  .  .  .  he's  not  ready  to  be  alone.  ❝  don't  go.  ❞  he  tells  her,  looking  up  at  her  and  keeping  his  hand  on  her  wrist,  ❝  i  know  you  are  busy  .  .  .  but  just  stay  with  me  for  a  little  longer.  i'll  make  it  worth  your  while.  ❞

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( CLEMENTINE KERSHAW ): THAT'S QUITE A SCRATCH YOU'VE GOT THERE. eyes move quickly down to the score along his forearm, long with beads of blood bubbling up from the thin opening, but alek's expression doesn't change, not even as it begins to sting. ' would it be cliche of me to tell you i've had much worse? ' the captain glances back up at clementine, and his grin is stoic, nearly charming, as he begins to clean the shallow wound with a damp cloth. ' as you said, it's nothing but a scratch. i believe i'll live. for now, ' the cheeky way he speaks is to persuade clem that he would be just fine, but he does nod softly toward a bundle of cloth not too far from where she's standing. ' would you be so kind so to hand me that bandaging? i can have it covered in a moment's time, ' @acipaer.

pursing her lips to the side, summer allowed blue hues to roam up and down alexis' figure. she knew a thing or two about mean girls. hell, for a good part of her life, summer had considered being one. but it just seemed like too much effort, plus she was not sure she wanted to be mean to people when she knew how much it sucked being on the receiving end of all that crap. which was why summer had decided she did not like mean girls, especially after the whole sorority thing. however, she was not expecting alexis to be one. the girl had looked like so much fun the other night at that frat party, why was she being rude this morning? shrugging, the blonde smiled gently. perhaps alexis was just having a bad day or she was hungover or she wasn't a morning person. lots of options there! right? ❝ well, i just... you looked like you were having the other night so i thought you might want to come tonight. it's gonna be a bit more low key though, my roommates have practice tomorrow morning. just a thought! i'd love it if you came. ❞

             ❝  of  course  it  matters.  you  should  ask  him  about  it,  ❞          hypocritical  advice,  but  maybe  nell  is  better  at  taking  advice  than  she  is.  saw  mateo  at  a  party,  to  the  blonde  the  interaction  with  the  other  girl  seemed  innocent.  but  nell  clearly  saw  something  she  didn’t  see.  

              gentle winds blow through the treetops above and lightly pushes strands of umber curls into her face.  though the sound of the leaves rustling is hardly registered in the forefront of her mind,  it is one she finds comforting.  it is a reminder she is no longer in her cage.  magnolia’s head is tilted down where she sits upon the ground.  a small chick rests in her palm as her index finger carefully strokes along its head.  moments like these make the farm more surreal than ever.  and when the other woman speaks,  she can’t help but allow a small smile to find it’s way to her lips.  her hand lowers back into the grass to usher the creature back towards the rest of the chicks.  once she is freed up,  she turns towards aspen to sign  ❛  i like it here.  ❜  there is a thoughtful pause before she adds  ❛  it’s everything the lab wasn’t...i think out here,  i can start to feel like a person again. ❜