braveheart.

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magscallaghan:

“It’ll only take a second, I promise,” Maggie said, internally worried the two would get caught.

“Do you remember where you last saw them? I’ll help you look.” 

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adamfrcst:

“I hope you’re a fast runner.”

“I don’t need to be a fast runner.” 

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beverlypierce:

“I know, I know. I just didn’t think they’d lock the school already. Now that I’m here, I might as well not leave empty handed.”

“Well, it is the weekend.” He mumbled. “Schools tend to do that when there aren’t any students around.” 

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astridalstrom:

“Could’ve, should’ve but hey, since when did I ever play by the rules?” Astrid’s lips curled up into an amused smirk, eyes lighting up as she flashed her phone. “Plus, having a dead phone makes that near impossible.”

Porter rolled his eyes, tossing his textbook onto his bed. “The answer to that is ‘never,’” Standing up, Adrian held his hand out to Astrid. “You know, there are these little devices called charging banks that let you charge your phone on the go.” 

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beverlypierce:

“Probably not, but I need my book back. If it takes breaking into the school to do it – then that’s what I’m going to do. Now c’mon, Pooter. Get a move on.”

“It’s Porter.” Adrian muttered, trailing after Beverly with a frown. “You know, any normal person would just wait until Monday to get their book back.” 

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adamfrcst:

“Relax, mate,” Adam said as he picked the lock with experience. “Besides – I never said you had to stick around. So be my guest. If you can’t handle it, scram.”

Adrian let out a soft groan. “I’m not staying behind for you if we get caught.” 

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magscallaghan:

“I sure hope so. If it’s not, I’ll just tell them the truth. I left my car keys in the shelter and so I climbed over the fence to retrieve them.”

“And then you took the poor volunteer hostage.” Adrian chuckled. “You know, this really isn’t looking good for you, Mags.” 

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astridalstrom:

“I forgot the keys to my dorm, your window was open…you do the math.”  

“You know, you could have just texted me.” 

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ctrl-harrison:

Picking up the nearest pillow, Porter lobbed it in the direction of Harrison's head. Desperate times called for desperate measures. “Dude, did you even hear me?” 

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“Are you sure this is legal?”