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Ariana Elira Zeka. 21 years old. Fashion design student. Junior at WSU.

[arizeka]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— wanna go catch a movie tomorrow?

[Text: Stef]: Sure! Did you have a particular one in mind?[Text: Stef]: Deadpool 2 looks good, if you’re into those movies?[Text: Stef]: If not, we can watch something else![Text: Stef]: I’ve seen the new Avengers, but I’d watch it to cry and die all over again.

@pantherstef

[arizeka]

[ 📲 • sms from CHASE ] —— you text me after i upload a bomb selfie i see.

[Text: Chase]: It was just bad timing![Text: Chase]: I ain’t no fuckgirl. 😂[Text: Chase]: You do look good tho. What hair product do you use?

@chasemylincoln

[bowveins-deactivated20181228]

this queen don’t need a king.

DAYA.  (  S.S.L.P  )

[arizeka]

ofalanamatthews:

Alana looked up from her book and offered the newcomer a soft smile. “Sorry but you’re probably right.” She then frowned, shaking her head some. “No, you can absolutely sit there. Less lonely that way. We all need to band together during finals week.” She held out her bag of gummi bears to the stranger. “Bear?”

A relieved smile spread across Ari’s face when the stranger said that she could sit by her. She always worked better when she had company — even if the person didn’t talk to her. Just having another human being close by that was struggling as much as she was, was a comfort. “Thanks! I totally agree. Finals week is a real downer for some people,” she said, then reached into the bag of candy. “How’d ya know I love these?” she asked with a grin.

[arizeka]

pantherstef:

Stef grinned when the girl spoke up, her smile widening even more as she continued. “You’re like a cute little after school special.” She giggled, moving her text book to the side. “I COULD try optimism. Teach me more, wise one!”

Ari laughed, trying to ignore the blush that was tinting her cheeks, just because she’d been called cute. It was quite easy to flatter her. “Thank you, I think.” She was sure it was meant as a compliment, because the girl seemed friendly, and hadn’t said it in a mean way. “Hm,” she said, tucking her pencil behind her ear and closing her sketchpad. “I’m not saying this is my miracle cure... But it’s my miracle cure. Every afternoon I find ten minutes to put on some relaxing music, and just meditate. That and I drink a lot of hemp tea.”

[arizeka]

ofalanamatthews:

Alana kept her focus on her study notes and ran her hand through her hair. She was running on very little sleep and had decided to study outside to keep her spirits lifted. Tendonitis of her foot was stopping her from running and cheerleading which in turn made her miserable. Not looking up from her book when she heard someone approach her, she spoke, “Sorry, tutoring is closed for the week. I think some seniors are helping out at the Lamda house though…”

"I don’t think the seniors at Lamda can help me with my designs,” Ari said with a shrug. Unfortunately for her, her creations had to come from her own brain, otherwise she’d get nowhere in the fashion world. “I was just looking for a quiet place to sit, and here looked like a good spot.” She smiled at the stranger. “Unless you’d prefer to be alone? I can totally go somewhere else, if you would!”

[arizeka]

pantherstef:

“Finals might kill me…I’ll just lie here dramatically and wait for the semester to end. Go on without me.” 

Ari shook her head with a smile, her pencil moving swiftly across her sketchpad. “Have you ever tried optimism?” she asked, adding a couple of details to the outfit she’d sketched. “It’s quite the pick-me-up for when you’re feeling under pressure. Be The Little Engine that Could! You think you can, you think you can! But believe you can.” 

[dualipasource]

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