𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦

𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖜 𝖍𝖔𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉 for 𝑜𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑠𝘩𝑞

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖏𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖗𝖆

alejandra: are you serious

alejandra: CARLA

alejandra: you can't even remember one girl's name ? my god, how much of a fuckboy are you ?

alejandra: self defence ? like what ? karate ? i don't know if i could see myself doing that . it's not the worst idea , but i wouldn't even know where to start or how .

alejandra: odd is an understatement .

andrew: Sorry. Carla. Autocorrect.

andrew: Yes. Like karate ...

andrew: I've been teaching Jace how to box. Dunno if you would be interested in that, though.

andrew: I'm sure there are other, and better options out there, though.

andrew: Ha. Right? Who keeps bleach in their car?

[carneleian]

ft   .       𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖊  𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖘

a  long  ,  lingering  look  dropped  to  the  floor  —-  the  book  was  met  with  a  more  palpable  reaction  than  the  prodigy  himself  . an  eyebrow  raised  in  clear  judgement  ,  basile’s  smile  was  condescending  if  anything  as  his  humoured  gaze  flickered  to  the  smaller  male .  “  RIGHT …  and  in  comparison ,  your  father  hasn’t  paid  for  a  single  thing  in  his  entire  life  ,  has  he ?  aside  from  his  rather  long  list  of  crimes ,  of  course . “   a  pale  hand  contrasted  against  andrew’s  dark  complexion ,  as  it  gently  patted  the  boy’s  cheek .  “  you  should  be  grateful  for  families  like  mine ,  howard .  without  people  like  us ,  your  father  wouldn’t  have  had  anyone  to  steal  from ,  after  all .   at  least  this  way ,  you  got  a  few  years  among  the  higher  class ,  before  you  had  to  return  to … “  an  italian  leather  shoe  pushed  the  scruffy - looking  book  across  the  floor ;  towards  his  prodigy  with  a  disdainful  expression .  “ .. —-  YOUR  RIGHTFUL  PLACE . “ 

      a  storm  brews  behind  eyes  of  the  darkest  brown  ,  there  is  thunder  grumbling  .  anger  ,  building  at  the  mention  of  his  father  .  he ‘ s  already  formulating  his  response  while  he  is  in  the  middle  of  his  loon ‘ s  tirade  :  sharp  ,  and  with  several  points  to  make  :  a )  why  is  he  so  obsessed  with  his  father  ,  b )  must  not  have  been  that  hard  to  steal  from  his  families  like  his  . . .  since  their  family  tree  looks  like  a  wreath  ,  and  c )   . . .  he  never  gets  to  finish  that  thought   .  pale  ,  cold  ,  and  clammy  hand  makes  contact  with  his  skin  ,  and  it ‘ s  all  over  .  in  a  flash  ,  his  own  palms  make  contact  with  villier ‘ s  chest  ,  and  they  shove  .  his  voice  is  low  :  feral  .  a  warning  .  “    do  not  fucking  touch  me  .    ”     a  sullen  look  ,  and  a  glance  at  the  book  laying  infront  of  him  .  he  will  not  bend  .  he  will  not  kneel  infront  of  this  lampost  .  he  will  have  to  buy  another  book  .  he  turns  to  leave  .  “    get  a  job  .    ”

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖏𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖗𝖆

alejandra: i didn't want questions to arise

alejandra: no , i do . we were . . drunk . or drinking . or . not sober . i definitely got carried away .

alejandra: yes. just a game .

alejandra: ok , again , it was a DARE and i never back down from dare's . i am not a quitter . unlike you, who quits girls after 2 seconds , apparently .

alejandra: oh

alejandra [unsent] : stop being so nice it's making this hard i want to hate you

alejandra: thank you . at least you can live knowing i potentially dislike noah more than i dislike you , currently .

alejandra: nothing strange happened to you that day ? at informals ?

alejandra: thank you for . . the concern . and not invalidating me . it actually means a lot .

andrew: That's fair ...

andrew: Look, Carly and I were ... just were not right for eachother, alright?

andrew: Why stick around and waste her time?

andrew: Can't say anything that memorable happened for me at informals, though.

andrew: Of course, it's a serious thing.

andrew: Have you thought about maybe learning some self defense, just in case?

andrew: Noah can be a bit odd, can't he?

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖏𝖔 𝖆𝖞𝖉𝖎𝖓

josie: see, it does, doesn't it ? u always got me in your corner so ✨ ring ding ✨

josie: personally it might be fun to watch you knock some guy out for Fun

josie: me too, have you ever seen a chihuahua

andrew: Hahaha if you want to come I won't stop you.

andrew: But, you've been warned.

andrew: Where should we go after, though?

andrew: Remember that place just off high street? Pretty sure it has its '2x1 pint nights' tonight.

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖏𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖗𝖆

alejandra: hello , this is alejandra barrera. i asked for your number from josephine aydin .

alejandra: anyways.

alejandra: i wanted to apologise for my behaviour.

alejandra: not all of it

alejandra: namely , the . . . things that transpired between us at evelyns party . during spin the bottle . and the . . dare . . the .

alejandra: fake orgasm, thing.

alejandra: that, too . i suppose.

andrew: You could've gotten it from the prodigy groupchat quicker, haha.

andrew: Uh, it's fine... You really do not need to apologize for that.

andrew [unsent]: Spin the bottle was ... Great

andrew: Spin the bottle was ... Just a game.

andrew: As for the orgasm thing, I mean, that's really your business.

andrew: I heard about the rock through your window. That's rough.

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖏𝖔 𝖆𝖞𝖉𝖎𝖓

josie: that'd be fine!

josie: or i could come out and cheer u on ??

josie: idk if it's that kind of match but it's always nice having someone in your ✨ corner ✨

andrew: Having someone in my corner certainly has a nice ✨ ring ✨ to it, doesn't it?

andrew: I appreciate it. However, it's really not that big a deal.

andrew: Plus, the blokes at the gym can truly be dogs.

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖏𝖔 𝖆𝖞𝖉𝖎𝖓

josie: excellent

josie: when are u done with class ??

andrew: Should be done by 6

andrew: But I've got a match at 6:30 🥊

andrew: Swing by yours 'round 8?

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖙𝖔

andrew: Hey! 😁

andrew: You know my friend William? William Byron. He's in your macroeconomics class.

andrew: Very nice lad, a bit shy if anything.

andrew: Well, see ... He's got a proper crush on you. Saw us talking, once, and he won't stop asking me about you.

[carneleian]

ft   .       𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖊  𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖘 

eyes  barely  raised ,  spine  still  straight  as  he  walked  through  the  small crowds  migrating  to  new  lecture  halls  or  simply  huddled  together  attempting  to  find  cover  from  the  rain ;  there  was  no  need  for  the  boy  too  spare  a  glance  to  his  surroundings.  it  was  one  of  many  privileges -  BEING  WHO  HE  WAS  - ,  bodies  voluntarily  jumping  to  the  side  in  order  to  not  fall  within  his  path.  the  collision,  in  turn ,  was  not  as  much  of  a  surprise  as  one  would  think .  frankly,   basile  was  certain  that  his  FAR  too  underwhelming  prodigy  was  capable  of  walking  into  a  brick  wall  as  long  as  it  was  low - class  enough  ( after  all ,  the  kid  was  ambitious  —-  perhaps  he  had  set  his  heart  on  extinguishing  the  few  braincells  he  had  left  with  excessive  force ) .  the  faint  brushing  of  shoulder ;  or  at  least  it  would  be  if  they  were  EQUALS ,  but  not  even  then  did  the  other  boy  quite  measure  up  —-  the  sound  of  something  falling  to  the  ground  as  basile  kept  stormy  hues  on  the  documents  in  his  hand.  PERHAPS  IT  WAS  HIS  OWN  FAULT,  to  halt  in  his  steps  at  the  words  calling  out  after  him.  aquila non capit muscas ,  but  god  —  wasn’t  it  more  fun  to  play  along?   a  slight  turn  of  his  head ,  the  opal  did  not  bother  to  fully  meet  the  angry  gaze  which  seem  to  flicker  in  the  dull  weather  in  attempt  to  attract  him  into  an  alteration.  “ see,  i  would  argue  that  i  am  six  foot  four ,  and  that  only  a  complete  dim-witted  moron  would  be  able  to  miss  me  —-  but  since  that  is  exactly  what  you  are  ,  this  really  shouldn’t  come  as  a  surprise  to  anyone. “ 

     “    name  calling  ?  mature  . . .    ”    seriously  ?  dark  eyes  seemingly  roll  to  the  back  of  his  head  in  annoyance  .  just  keep  walking  .  do  not  engage  . the  words  thrown  his  way  do  not  even  graze  him  .  had  they  come  from  anyone  else  he  could  have  simply  moved  on  .  laughed  about  how  pathetic  they  were  later  ,  over  a  cuppa  . . .  but  basile  villiers  . . .   he  should  have  been  swallowed  .  there  is  something  about  him  that  makes  the  embers  of  his  temper  catch  wind  ,  and  they  flare  .  his  temperament  is  something  he  still  has  to  conquer  . his  secondhand  book  lays  on  the  ground  ,  and  still  a  derisive  scoff  comes  from  the  junior  carnelian  to  his  disappointment  of  a  mentor  .  words  come  cold  .   "   i  believe  it  is  safe  to  assume  that  your  father  paid  your  way  through  primary  school  as  well  ,  then  ?    ” 

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖏𝖔 𝖆𝖞𝖉𝖎𝖓

josie: are you free for drinks later ??

josie: if you say no or react with the thumbs down i'll be sad

josie: so don't do that

andrew: 👍

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖈𝖍𝖑𝖔𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖘.

chloe: i couldn't agree more. i am not very good with "group bonding," but i did think the other evening was successful.

chloe: agreed. a nice study break, perhaps.

chloe: perhaps one of the pubs on high street? not exactly my scene, but it's a casual enough setting.

andrew: A high street pub crawl could be fun, yeah.

andrew: However, not sure if everyone would show up.

andrew: Cannot say I see Hwang at a pub, willingly.

[rihannafenty]

[carneleian]

sms ➤ 𝖈𝖍𝖑𝖔𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖘.

chloe: i think we should plan a night out soon.

chloe: invite the rest of the circlet, perhaps.

chloe: i know this does not sound very much like me, but i think evelyn's party was the start of a solid foundation for us all.

chloe: despite all the other issues afoot, i would like to continue building that foundation.

andrew: I agree. Evelyn's party has been one of the only times we've felt like more of an actual group, as opposed to perfect strangers going through the same thing.

andrew: We've ought to have it before break, lest things cool down.

andrew: Perhaps something not in a dorm this time around, though. Nor on a week day.

[jamesfords-blog]

[pocpopculture]

AUBREY JOSEPH as Tyrone Johnson/Cloak in Marvel’s Cloak and Dagger

[carneleian]

from  pawn  to  king  .  a  mixtape  for  andrew  howard  .  (  you  can  listen  to  side  a  here  )  ♟️

[carneleian]

what's something you wish people knew about you?

    i  am  not  my  father  .  he  wants  to  scream  it  .  house  of  howard  .  once  golden  ,  now  stained  .   i  am  not  my  father  ,  so  why  should  i  pay  for  his  sins  ?  the  looks  of  recognition  .  rage  from  the  common  ,  and  pity  from  the  elite  .  it  makes  his  blood  boil  .  it  has  been  a  lesson  hard  learned  .  he  remembers  the  days  of  the  past  at  eton  ,  broken  trust  ---  and  just  how  cruel  a  few  of  his  classmates  had  been  .  do  not  react  .  stiff  shoulders  ,  he  breathes  .  people  know  enough  .  “    dunno  . . .  i  suppose  it ‘ s  all  out  there  ,  innit  ?    ”