#stolenectar

❝ dude , i have no idea what you're talking about. ❞ steve interrupted , clearly lost in whatever henderson was trying to say. ❝ you lost me at dragon , dungeon , or some other d word ... i don't know. ❞

"y'know, i heard a rumor about this street race happening but it's not really that big of a deal. these people think they're going to do something big." jim said with a shrug of his shoulders. "have you seen these streets, though? it's nothing special."

"i'm still not used to this time, having a phone in my pocket," danica hummed pulling the object out with a shrug of her shoulders and gesturing with her free hand as she continued to speak, "and being able to just search anything up i want. it's kind of gnarly." danica tapped along her screen and filtered through as she moved through to get to what she wanted, "though i do like the camera on here. i've been taking photos of my art on here and it's amazing quality,"

"do you ever think about how messy an ice pop is? like, seriously, it's just this frozen flavored ice on a stick and if it melts too fast it's sticky all over and for no good reason?" nash lamented with a face, glancing down at his shirt, clearly covered in some goop from something. "i ask this for no particular reason, obviously."

galleria sat at the piano in the community center, free time was scarce lately but she loved every minute of it. she had music sheets in front of her and everything, but it was all in her head too. she knew the songs like the back of her hand as she had written them. playing came as a second nature to her, and she played like no one was watching or listening. so when she heard a noise, galleria jumped in her seat and turned around, “sorry. i thought this room was free still?”

the prince didn't quite know how to explain this town, and being here for a year it was still feeling like he was here for only days. it also felt like a lifetime, because he was away from his wife. god, the time felt like it was dragging on. he glanced around as he looked through the town. he wished he was home, he wished ella were with him. and maybe he wished that last bit hard enough because he looked as he passed and spotted a familiar face in one of the stores, walking inside he called out, “ella?”

❝ chad ?! ❞ his volume unexpected loud with surprised. troy would recognize his best friend anywhere. how was he here and he didn't know ??? was he truly so distracted with gabriella that his best friend just slipped right by him ???

"do you think it's crazy to plan some sort of spring fling at the schools? i mean... i just want something to have to look forward to besides all these testings that they're going to have to do." padme said with a sigh, shaking her head. "maybe not a dance, but i don't know what else to do. i just think that there should be something to do that's good. there should be good, right?" she felt like maybe she was rambling, but it was at least something that she felt passionate about. helping all of the kids at the school the best that she could.