#ddrpstart

beatrix: I HAVE A QUESTION

beatrix: [ short pause ]

Sitting in the office at Arcadia, Frank had a souvlaki in one hand ( with that distinct blue and black wrapping around it: HADES’ SOUVLAKI ) and papers in the other. Headphones were plugged into his ears. His fingers drummed along to the beat of whatever song he was listening to. He took a bite of the food and grumbled, leg bouncing up and down as he continued to wait.

makaria: @auradon void yo lmao so make me feel less crazy and tell me my boyfriend's coming back bc the bitch in apartment 3 is really getting on my nerves

makaria: bc like he will come back

makaria: he goes on a trip sometimes and stuff

crimson: (╯︵╰)

crimson: in case u didn't notice

crimson: (╯︵╰,)

daphne slammed the car door and ignored the driver’s protests at how rough she was being. she was still reeling from the argument she’d had with her mother right before departing, and so she wasn’t in the mood to be nice ( though she doubted she would be feeling much better otherwise; auradon was not where she wanted to be ).

Penelope looked down at the tray of food she’d bought from the university’s food court. A huge submarine sandwich. A large Sprite and chips with ketchup on the side. She even managed to snag the last muffin before someone else could. She loved food and had been thinking about it all day. 

the small bunny sat in a patch of grass. in frount of her was a fairly large gift box. she hadn’t opened it yet. she really wasn’t in the mood for her birthday. still, she just kept rereading the box’s tag over and over again. 'happy birthday, baby bunny! ~love, dad' she wanted to open it, wanted to be excited about whatever her dad had gotten her for her seventeenth birthdya, but she just couldn’t.