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‘drives a pt cruiser.’ ‘god, he’s such a loser.’

     the words haunted him as he walked out of the party’s bathroom. he was wiping at his eyes and sniffling, knowing that the near deafening music and his social status would make people not notice. why did he even come? for his best friend who could barely look at him anymore? why was he having to compromise for someone who could to be the other half of his two player game? there was no good reason why he was stuck at a party that he didn’t want to be at surrounded by people who he didn’t want to be near. if there was a time for a loser to stand up for themselves, this would be the time. he puts himself in a secluded corner away from the noise and checks his phone. he sends off a text to jeremy: ‘ i’m gonna head out, you good? ’ 

     a minute passes by. nothing. another minute. jeremy begins to type back.

‘ yeah i’m cool dude just head out i’ll see you later ’

     that’s all michael needs to decide that he’s getting out of there. he shoves his phone back in his pocket and begins heading out the door, feeling another wave of tears welling up in his eyes as he sets his gaze to the floor. just a few hallways from the exit, he feels his body ram against another.

He’s sitting against Michael’s leg, phone clutched in his hand while focussing on the screen ( the video is something dumb and lighthearted, meant to make them laugh and of Christine’s picking ). Occasionally his phone beeps and his focus shifts to feverishly type back, elbowing the boy behind him as he nudges him with his knee. If he’s feeling brave, sparing a glance up towards Christine or Rich, or even commenting on the video at hand with a laugh. 

Fingers tap against the edge of his case, shifting in position, nerves settling in-- was he really going to do this?

“Christine,” 

No backing down now, practically yelped as he pushed off Michael’s leg.

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: You’ve got all the bois under your belt so I think it’ll suffice to say there really isn’t a BMC character I don’t like that you play? I love all of them v much, especially Jake. Seriously, I love that boy so much, I literally started to cry about my love for him last night. He’s a good boy. Deserves the world.How they play them: You play every single character on this blog so well, dude! Seriously, I can’t think of one qualm I have. I’m obviously biased, but you play every single character so incredibly well! 10/10The Mun: Veronica is a sweet, lovely human who I am lucky to know! I’m so glad I know someone so talented and lovely!

Do I:

RP with them: I do!Want to RP with them: ALWAYS!

What is my;

Overall Opinion: VERONICUH open the open the door

I finally have figured out what I’m going to do and I’m combining multiple points of advice that I’ve been given to make this plan. This blog has become overwhelming and underwhelming at the same time. I’ve dropped about 98 percent of what was in my drafts and the only things I’m keeping is going to be the j.archie for @joneshead, the barc.hie for @idylliics, danny/marley for @voicesinmyheadx, and dia/dam for @notreallyablackwell. I’ll be replying to those tonight or tomorrow and then I’ll be reorganizing this blog. I’m going to be a bit more selective

There’s a group of maybe less than ten that I gave my other blog to and that will be kept for those people and our things. This will be my public indie multi and I will try to write a little with everyone. But, I honestly haven’t felt like anyone really wanted me around, or much cares if I am around.

   Michael felt like the luckiest guy in the world. Here he was , laying on his hospital bed , with his girlfriend carefully tucked against his side as they kissed. It had been so long since they kissed. The coma was his worst enemy for making him ... well, be out. He should be blaming the lightening stri-- stop. Michael needed to focus on Brooke. 

Adjusting one of his arms, he pulled her closer in the kiss. As he sat there, though, his body did something weird. It BUZZED in excitement, making him pull away in his shock.

I GOTTA MAKE SURE OK