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“It’s never fun to wake up on your ex’s lawn. It’s even worse when they turn the sprinklers on. Especially when you’re just in a pair of boxers and a laker’s jersey.. Fuck say.. I’m gonna fucking die of hypothermia.. someone cuddle up with me.. please..?”
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“Excuse me--” Adyson really did hate talking to strangers when they didn’t have to but there had been a switch up and they’d ended up taking someone else’s drink. “Excuse me?” A tap to the others shoulder and they’re holding out the steaming cup to the stranger. “I think our drinks might have gotten switched.. my name it’s.. it’s on your cup.”
vaughn had been doing perfectly fine on his board like usual, coasting down the sidewalk of town when something had seemed to get caught on the wheel. he had a split second to look down and check it out but the wheels had kept moving, sending him tumbling forward off the board. a curse left his lips immediately as his knees and elbows hit the pavement, skidding across. and, conveniently, he’d landed at someone’s feet. vaughn looked up with a painful sigh and quickly attempted to play it off cool with his hand under his chin and hurt elbow propping him up. “hey,” he said through a hurt smile, “you doing alright, love?”
‘ if i hear the word TRAGIC one more time, i’m going to r i o t. ’
“ some say only the best are able to balance books so perfectly. i guess i’m the best then, yeah? “
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Yungseong set by the bleachers, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that a girl had just been killed. She felt shivers coming down her spine; it could have been her. She knew better than just attending to that stupid homecoming -- she had seasons one and two of Gotham downloaded on her laptop; why didn’t she just stayed at home, under her blankets, watching it with some popcorn? Now she was stuck there in that awful gymnasium with a bunch of people. In a cold way, she didn’t felt anything for the girl that was killed, but Yungie, selfishly, couldn’t stop thinking that it could have been her. Sighting, she mumbled “God. Why didn’t I just stayed at home?”
One minute he’d been hating his life for simple reasons, like being surrounded by idiots, and the fact that his buzz was so light even his grandmother would be ashamed. The next thing he knew, he was frantically being ushered into a confined space with a lot of people he was never hoping to end up stuck with for an extended period of time. He should have left when he had the chance. Mentally cursing himself, he turned to the nearest person, his voice joining in with the scattered mumbling through out the gymnasium. “Great night, isn’t it? Not gonna lie, when I picture myself locked in a room with a bunch of girls, this isn’t quite what I have in mind.”
“Okay, full offense, I’m almost positive that I’m the prettiest girl in this entire place and yet I still haven’t been hit on yet, does anyone care to explain this to me? Because I’m like, legitimately confused.” She rambled, taking a long drink from the diamond studded flask she usually kept tucked away in her bag for hard times. She breathed a slightly relieved sigh as she pulled it away from her lips, tracing her fingers over her engraved initials on the front before sliding it back into it’s rightful place. “I just want an explanation. I feel I deserve that much, you know?”
