#enchantedopen

Noel was on his way to his first day at walt university when the itching started. he was already late, and couldn’t really afford to stop and take the smoke break that he so desperately wanted. still, he was sure he could make up most of the material from class anyway. with out another thought, Noel relaxed against one of the buildings and pulled a cigarette from his bag and stuck it between his teeth. as he noticed someone passing, he spoke up in a weak attempt for some human interaction. “want one?” he gestured towards the cigarette in his mouth.

"..."

Ah, summer. The season of carelessness.

"Sometimes I really hate bras, I swear I need it resized so that it doesn't move out of place, but who has the time... or the money to go get new ones almost all the time?"

and I mean..why not?

-sitting by a small campfire in the woods, trying not to freeze it-

I have finally finished my painting of the sunset on the lake!

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