#softpeeps

When her colleagues had told her that her “boyfriend” was visiting again, Willow had decided to cut her lunch break short in order to go see him. Ever since their first encounter, she had not been able to get him out of her head. She had expected it to be a one time thing, but when he had started dropping by from time to time, she could not help but feel flattered. Especially seeing he always seemed to ask for her, or at least bother to talk to her. Her heart had been racing in her chest when she stepped out from the beaded curtain and began making her way towards the bar area. Spotting him from a distance, she gave him a small wave, followed by a bright smile. She was only a feet or so away when suddenly a regular decided to step into her path, blocking it. He began asking her to come with  him to one of the rooms, but she had turned him down. Stepping to the side of him, he had grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. “Let go of me!” She yelled, pulling her arm which was locked into a firm grip.

       another  night  had  arrived,  &&  for  josh,  he  wanted  to  go  out,  go  out  to  the  clubs  at  least.   he  was  a  gay  club  kid  after  all.   and  ever  since  he  was  turned  into  a  vampire  in  his  original  body,  he  didn’t  do  much  of  clubbing  since.   but  now,  he  was  in  a   N E W  B O D Y ,  he  was  a witch,  &&  josh  was  ready  to  have  a  good  time  tonight.   maybe  a  little  too  fun  when  he  spotted  someone  that  looked  exactly  like  him,  to  this  body.   ❛   shit,  i  must  be  drunk  already.   ❜   he  whispered  to  himself.

           a  sigh  escaped  his  lips  the  moment  he  read  the  gossip  blast.   he  wanted  to   E  S  C  A  P  E    this.   that’s  why  he  moved  thousands  of  miles  away.   at  least  people  here  didn’t  know  who  he  was,  right ??   whatever  the  case,  he  was  focused  on  his  studies  &&  basketball,  nothing  else.   the  moment  he  heard  the  door  to  his  room  open,  he  changed  the  tab  on  his  tablet  back  to  the  films  that  they’d  be  making  a  project  on.    he  saw  the  other  male   &&  smiled.   ❛   hey,  so  i  was  thinking,  since  we  got  classic  films  for  our  project,  we  should  add  in  pulp  fiction,  toy  story,  &&  even  clueless.   we  can  state  why  these  90s  films  have  changed  how  cinema  is  today.   ❜   //  ⦗  @softpeeps​ ⦘

+ “ Pancakes ? I will LOVE you for the rest of TIME if you made me PANCAKES . “ 

Standing in front of the mirror, Erika held the two dresses she’d narrowed her choices down to against her body, lips pursing in thought - before she heard the door creak open. Glancing at her roommate in the mirror, she smirked at the other woman in the mirror.” About time you showed up.” Tone teasing as she finally turned around, holding up both the dresses in her hands. “Which one do you think would make me look hotter?” 

Peter shrugged, then chuckled a bit. “Probably because he’s a really popular guy. You know, like those singers or actors all the women like.” But Peter Parker was such an awkward guy; he doubted women would fight for him someday, and it was much better this way. He would probably just panic if that was the case. “And my girlfriend is very pretty, so I guess a lot of people don’t understand what she’s doing with a guy like me.” 

At the sound of the bell, he wrapped up his lesson as everyone rushed out of room. Himself included as he locked his classroom and headed straight towards the locker rooms to Emily’s office. He always preferred the back office rather than his own classroom or the teacher’s lounge. He knocked on the side of the door to let her know he was there before stepping in to his usual seat. Holden sighed loudly as he sat down on the chair. “If one more students asks me to do a TikTok dance with them instead of reading ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ I might implode.” The man loved teaching and his students, but his dream had always been to be a writer. Being an English teacher was just a stepping stone in the right direction or at least he hoped. Though, no amount of training would prep him for ruthless fourteen to eighteen year olds were. “When did thirty second dance routines become more popular than books?” he asked dumbfounded.