#countersides

“ are you dumb or are you dumb ? “ a rhetorical question , he didn’t expect the other to be capable of replying. body instinctively jerked forward when the male was wobbling; though he caught himself with the help of the wall. lewin remained where he stood , concerned but hesitant to help.

“ do you feel like puking ? “

What had she’d done wrong? Biting her lip, Lydia refused to look Greg in the eyes. Things were going so well and now he was asking her to leave? All because of a stupid phone call. She had been quiet, she had done what he asked previous times before. This time? She didn’t want to. Never questioned him, never said anything. 

Just observed and pretended as if she didn’t know. It was painfully obvious. He was involved in shady shit -- whether or not he wanted to admit it. As a friend....shouldn’t he rely on her though? She wasn’t stupid -- she knew he had more money than he’d showed her but really? Sighing, she took a deep breath before grey orbs stared at the other. Eyebrows narrowed, she stood her ground. 

      with narrowed eyes and a clenched jaw, lydia had to repress the urge to roll her eyes.  did this obviously hungover mess of a boy really think she was attending an ‘AA’ meeting? as if. she’d never let herself get that low.  Staring at the other with an amused smile, she popped her gum loudly, knowing the noise would irritate him further. Grey orbs shined with excitement as the male in front of her put a hand to his forehead. ‘Yup, definitely hungover. How stupid’ 

               scoffing, she walked closer to the other male making sure to stop before she entered his personal space. ‘he wasn’t too exciting, but maybe she could get a rouse out of him.’  digging into her purse, she grabbed a baggie of ginger and a bottle of water. a quick toss to him, not really caring if he caught it or not, lydia finally spoke. 

        ❝ as if, loser. my cousin is the annoying shit that runs the meetings. ❞ her tone dripped with disgust as she spoke to the other and she glanced briskly at the head of the meeting, noting how her cousin put her chocolate tresses into a lazy ponytail and how she was wearing sweats. ‘ridiculous, she doesn’t even look like that after she leaves this place.’

-> First meeting {Sentence Starters} (♡)

@countersides

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Rush hour was probably her most hated time of the day. It felt entirely too congested and taxing to deal with. It was bad enough she was going to be pulling an all-nighter to finish a project thanks to two of her classmates screwing up an important part before it was to be presented. Tapping on her phone impatiently, her attention was only on the message she was typing out in her messaging application. Occasionally, she sipped at her coffee, not wanting to lose focus on what she needed to say. 

Eyes glued to the screen and her mind elsewhere, Juniper walked with her head down. Her pace quickened, wanting nothing more than to get out of this endless sea of people. Suddenly, she felt her shoulder hit another’s and she stopped. 

Juniper lost her balance and a warm liquid dripped down her shirt. Her coffee? Great. Her eyes traveled to her shirt, which was now splattered with brown stains. Her poor coffee cup lay on the other side of her and her phone was buzzing.

@countersides  -  too lazy to look for the prompt 

   “whoa--” yuki yelps as she quickly reaches for a leverage and it so happens to be the arm of the other person. looks like pay back came quick this time. the person she latched onto stumbled a few times due to her struggling to keep her weight up though she doesn’t hit the ground, fortunately, but the bags in her hands did and she’s sure she heard glass breaking. 

   yuki quickly lets go of his arm and there’s a brief moment in which they meet eyes and yuki instantly recognizes him. how could she not? “you!” she snaps and her hands curl into fists by her side. “what is wrong with you!? what was that for?” she’s practically seething while looking up at him. 

   count to three and she quickly backs off, not caring for any excuse he’s going to come up with. she leans down to pick up the bags and looks into the one with the, now, broken jam jars. yuki closes her eyes and breaths out her nose, irritated and disappointed at the same time. 

LOST IN THE WOODS STARTERS

Nikki may not know where there are exactly, but she could find out how to get herself home in no time.  The only problem was, well, him.  She can’t readily shift in front of a human.  Well, not if she wants to keep up the rouse that he is absolutely crazy and he hasn’t seen her do so once before.

While her nose is still far keener in this form than any human’s, her sense of smell is still much stronger when she’s a wolf.  It seems she’s gotten herself into quite the predicament.  She glances at him from her periphery, looses a resigned sigh through her nose before turning her head to fully look at him.