murphy was packing a bowl on the kitchen counter, dangling her legs from the chair, when lindy walked in. “hey, yo, lind, come smoke this with me and then we’ll build a pillow fort, yeah?” / @lindybentleys

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murphy was packing a bowl on the kitchen counter, dangling her legs from the chair, when lindy walked in. “hey, yo, lind, come smoke this with me and then we’ll build a pillow fort, yeah?” / @lindybentleys
“dude, i just remembered there’s a hot tub here,” she said, looking back at eric from the couch. “i will deadass race you to it.” / @ericsmh
“i’ve been thinking about this... all day,” she said, looking up from her phone after what seemed like hours, to turn and see francesca sitting next to her. “do snails have feelings? i hope so.” / @fflores
“daisydaisydaisydaisyyyy,” she called from the couch, where she had practically sunk into from sitting there for the past two hours watching tiktoks. time got away from her a lot of the time, especially when she was stoned, which she was, but her attention quickly shifted when her best friend walked into the room. “come here and love m-- is that food?” @httpdaisies
I know where to go with this: it’s too perfect. You’re literally glowing.
BOOKSMART dir. Olivia Wilde
ericsmh:
chuckling at his friend’s choice of locomotion to his bed, eric cheered at her words with a soft “ woohoo! ”. grabbing murphy’s cup of hot choc, he handed to her before turning to his laptop and asking the most important question of the night. “ what you wanna watch?– you see, this is very important so please, choose wisely. ”
she snuggled in close, cupping her mug with both hands. decisions were not usually her friend, and in the moment, it was no different, so when he asked her what she wanted to watch, she simply stared blankly. “i-- um,” she stammered, knitting her brows in thought. “there’s too many. um. the santa clause.”
of course i meant we'd actually be watching how to train your dragon when i said "do you want to come over and watch how to train your dragon?" why would i lie to you about that
Brittany O’Grady as Simone Davis in Star
ftcobyz:
coby’s eyebrows raised, was that a challenge? without batting an eye he he had tossed it up and caught it by the corner. “dont fuck with the pro.” coby laughed as he swayed back and forth. “now you do it.”
she grinned, stopping the video, and shoved her phone back into her pocket. “me? oh, no, dude, that’d end badly,” she said, setting her soda down, her hand hovered over her pocket, contemplating it. “no. i’m gonna not. i can’t break this shit again.”
fflores:
“imagine the views if that had worked, though,” francesca said with a grin, following behind murphy with her phone camera focused on her. she wasn’t sure where this livestream or this tour was going, but she was having fun, and in the end, that was the main reason she did what she did. “i haven’t,” she said in answer to murph’s question then, “mind giving us a tour?”
“i would have lost my mind,” she said, grinning widely. fidgeting a bit with her sleeves, she started up the stairs. after a moment, she turned around. “duh, follow me, francesca and her little ones,” she said, gesturing with her arm. they scaled the stairs, cut down the hall towards the second stairway, turning around and pointing out random knick-knacks that hung on the wall, making up random facts like she was giving them an actual tour ( “and on your left, you’ll see..” ). finally, she made it to the loft, and waited for her friend to catch up. luckily, her and sabrina hadn’t messed it up too badly. “welcome to my humble abode.”
ftcobyz:
coby peered off the balcony. “its high but not that high.” he paused as he thought to himself. “i bet if i dropped my phone it wouldn’t even break.” coby suggested as he slid his phone out of his pocket, the brand new iphone 11 pro max. the male tossed it in the air before catching it. “i bet i could toss it over the balcony and still catch it.”
murphy watched him flaunt his phone, as she sucked down her soda in her hand, raising her eyebrows incredulously. “do it, you won’t,” she goaded, reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone, holding it up. “i’ll film it, ready?”
ericsmh:
@cavendizh
once he was back in his bedroom, he put back on the comfiest hoodie he’d packed. the boy had been in the kitchen working on two hot chocolates;; one for him, one for murphy, and brought them back to his room with half of the cookies he had baked earlier in the day– leaving the rest in a bowl in the counter so everyone else could have a bit whenever they returned from whatever the hell they were doing outside. he knew he couldn’t avoid going out forever and that eventually he would have to face the cold – it was winter after all – but that was not the day. he’d much rather spend a few hours with murphy cuddling, munching on the cookies and talking over whichever christmas movie she felt like watching, thank you very much. with their drinks resting on the little bedside table and the cookies and his laptop open on his bed, eric sat down, waiting for his friend to show up.
it had been a long while since murphy had enjoyed the simpler things of the holidays. usually, she didn’t do much, until actual christmas, but at the suggestion of watching christmas movies and cuddling, murph’s interest was piqued. she practically bounded into his room, dressed in a flannel onesie, and besides almost faceplanting, made it to his bed without harm. “i’m hella ready!” she called, grinning wide. “let’s do this shit!”
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“We just pour water on them before the fire gets too big,” Sabrina pouted, but she didn’t have it in her to truly fight against Murphy’s reason…plus her ideas seemed pretty funny anyway. “Oooo, I like the idea of filling someone’s water bottle with milk. Let’s use spoiled milk. Or sludge!!”
murphy raised her brows, glancing around the room, as if those objects she listed would magically appear. “do we have either of those things? the milk in the fridge we just bought, and there’s not a lot of... sludge anywhere.”
Brittany O’grady you are my woman crush 😍💋♥️
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“I wouldn’t like it at all. I thought that was the point of a prank war?” Sabrina pouted, disappointed that Murphy didn’t find her idea as genius as she did. “What do you think we should do then?”
“we can do so many pranks without causing bodily harm,” she said, feeling a little bad that she shot sabrina’s (dangerous) idea down. “like... we can plastic wrap the door to one of their bedrooms so they end up getting caught in plastic wrap. or we can.... silly string them. or fill someone’s water bottle with milk.”
ericsmh:
having teamed up with some of his friends, eric couldn’t understand how things have gotten exactly to that point– nevertheless, they have. he couldn’t remember who pulled off the first prank, or which one was it precisely, but he knew they were already on a roll and as he walked to the living room, he glanced around carefully to make sure nobody was watching. having found the air horn in the attic, it just seemed like a too good opportunity to pass– using the bit of tape he found in a drawer somewhere in the cabin, he attached the air horn to the wall, exactly where the door would press when opened. giggling already at the thought of the next person to walk in being scared, eric hid behind the closest sofa and aimed his phone camera at the door, in the right angle to catch a reaction. then, he waited.
she should have been prepared, that’s the point of a prank war, but sometimes she got lost in her own thoughts, like when she was just trying to cross the living room to get to the kitchen. so when an air horn blasted in her face, she jumped out of her skin. “AH!” was all that came out of her, a short, staccato scream. looking around, she caught eric, and pointed at him, laughing. “fuck you, dude! i just had a heart attack!”
fflores:
“shut up, you know you’re hot,” francesca said with a grin, following murphy around with the camera as she spoke. her followers were loving it so far, and while francesca loved being the centre of attention, she was willing to hand over the spotlight for a little while. “they’ve seen the living room and the kitchen,” she said, “but we need something juicy. these places always have weird, hidden spots we’re not supposed to be in. you found anything interesting yet?”
“i haven’t found anything yet,” she said, simply with a shrug. doesn’t mean she hadn’t been looking. she slept seldom, and had a tendency to wander around when she couldn’t sleep. “maybe we can try... this,” she walked to the bookshelf, running her fingers over the spines until she fell on a random book. she pulled on it. nothing happened, and she grinned cheekily back at her friend and her camera. “nope. that was a shot in the dark. me and brina are in the loft, though, have you been up there?”