* OH, WOW !

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THE BEST OF US.

            smile  on  face:  while  he  didn’t  like  seeing  her  so  annoyed  or  irritated,  he  did  enjoy  seeing  her  hate  shakespeare.  ( she  got  her  father’s  brains,  that’s  for  sure ! )    ❛  that’s  usually  how  it  is  with  the  prick.  it’s  all  ‘ooh–la–la  shakespeare’s  so  great’  when  most  of  the  plays  are  just  six  acts  of  dick  jokes.  ❜

           she’d like to laugh, but, on some level, ellie can’t help but feel guilty. starring in a shakespeare play feels like a betrayal.     ❛  you sure you’re not mad ? i’m only going for it so it goes on my portfolio. shakespeare looks good. i’d rather be in your play.  ❜    

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YOU’RE WHO I’M DOING IT FOR.

            ❛  an  actress  from  a  measly  little  town  is  suddenly  the  brightest  jewel  in  england's  royal  crown !  ❜

          ❛  dad ! i don’t know, i hope so. maybe. now you’re just embarrassing me.  ❜        

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THE BEST OF US.

          could  he  be  more  proud  of  his  daughter  than  this  very  moment ?    ❛  what  the  hell  were  you  casted  in  this  time ?  ❜

             the sigh she huffs deflates the tension in her shoulders, half-hearted smile directed at her dad.     ❛  twelfth night. viola. ‘s okay, but no one’s shutting up about it.  ❜

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* PRETTY BOYS ARE IN DEMAND !

                hands join in his lap as he lifts himself to sit on the stage in one easy hop, “ really ? that sounds cool. i’m alright at learning for bigger parts, so- should be awesome. but i’d totally sign up for your theatre company too. uh- equal chance and stuff. really cool. ” he smiles widely at her, glittering golden-boy grin as he crosses his legs beneath him, “ so you wanna do acting when you get outta here, it that it ? that’s awesome. ”

           she emulates his action without thinking about it, crossing her legs on her seat and wrapping her arms around her knees. it makes her feel smaller, less visible -- more comfortable.     ❛  well, yeah. ‘ve done some camera work before, like, so -- shit for the cv, innit ? extra work in programmes and that. though they don’t like to say extra. they call us supporting artists.  ❜    

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          @ofexasperation​  /:

               ❛  that's another thing i hate about shakespeare -- all the dicks that blow the eight about shakespeare.  ❜      

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MY GIRL, ELLIE

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* PRETTY BOYS ARE IN DEMAND !

               he smiles easily, brushing a hand over finely-gelled hair, tilting his head as she names the sections that build theater. “ uh-.. well, i’m good at acting, i think. i can carry a tune pretty well, and i can dance alright too. i’m like-.. pretty versatile. if you ever need anything done, i’m usually your guy. ” a laugh, and he shrugs, “ i’m just kinda here, ‘cause.. it looked cool. and i’ve never done it, and it looks really-.. good ? like, you really put like, all your heart and soul into doing rachel, yeah ? and i kinda wanna just-.. try stuff out. lots of stuff. and keep it on, try to test my limits and stuff, see all the stuff i can do with my life. there’s a lot of stuff i wanna like, pursue, y’know ? ”

         without being too judgemental, ellie comes to her conclusion quickly -- to her knowledge, he doesn’t harbour the same serious passion that she does, but he seems enthusiastic all the same. she’ll never turn away an eager volunteer.      ❛  yeah, cool ! that would be -- great. we could always use more boys, you know ? and i think lads always get the best roles. one day, i’m gonna open a theatre company where girls play boys and boys play girls -- just ‘cause, you know ? well self indulgent.  ❜     while she talks, she forgets to be nervous. easy to be herself when she talks of her passions, no matter who’s listening.

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* BE WHAT WE BE !

               “ YOU’RE the one who stared this whole conversation, you absolute gom ! jeeeesus, mary, and joseph ! niall took part in a song called little things, and you’d be graaaand with him being fucking pedantic in that one, wouldn’cha ? fucking disgraceful. ”

          ❛  arright, arright, arright -- no need to target my ‘eterosexuality in this here convrsation, is there. you just take your break right there and we can forget this ever happened. no need. don’t even talk about it, mate.  ❜    

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“Yeah, but you’re *my* nerd.” oh this is from jared or mike

* NON ROMANTIC FLUFF !

         sentence dies in her throat, protest withering on her tongue as she tries to regulate the blush on her face.    ❛  y’ so nasty to me. don’t think y’ can get away with it ‘cause i’m loving and nice. ‘m still in a mood with you.  ❜    words hold no weight, disproved by the smile she’s wearing, the fond gleam in her eyes.

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“I hate this game so much. Here’s a link, you should totally play it.” this is mike

* NON ROMANTIC FLUFF !

        wary glance cast his way, ellie looks between boy and pixels -- it’s easy to forget that they aren’t one and the same. mike is a physical being, yes, but he doesn’t always act like one. despite her concern, a smile pulls at her pressed lips : she can’t help the grin he always brings her.     ❛  ‘f this is a jumpscare, mike, ‘m gonna go mad, actually. like that old scary maze game, or summat ? ❜    a pause, and then an indignant scoff ;     ❛  ‘m really bad at games ! y’ just wanna see me be bad at it and then laugh ! ❜    

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“We made a pact based on SpongeBob jokes, you can’t back out now.” this is from jared

* NON ROMANTIC FLUFF !

         trying desperately not to snort, ellie laughs into her hands, hiding her somewhat crooked grin.     ❛  ‘s too much for me, jared. i ‘ave to duck out. too intense. then again...  ❜     shoulder knocks lightly against boy’s, a small inkling of affection.     ❛  what would y’ do without me ? can’t jus’ leave you ‘igh and dry like that. alright, y’ve convinced me.  ❜    

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* PRETTY BOYS ARE IN DEMAND !

               “ yeah, rachel ! you were totally awesome. you were really, like- uh, real, and like, not a lot of people in this school are that real, you know ? it’s totally boss. ” winners smile sets his cheeks aglow, his golden qualities shining through as he steps closer, dropping his bag ( quietly ) in a chair as he approaches, “ oh, my lips are locked, don’t worry. shakespeare is kind of old or whatever at this point, right ? something modern would be so badass, like- uh… school of rock, or something like that ? total novice though, sorry if i sound stupid. ” he laughs, a bright noise among his ever-fluorescent tone.

        unable to look up, ellie stares hard at her turning hands, pulling at loose skin on her lip with her teeth. any compliments are met with burning skin, the telltale twinge in her nose that means tears. if she were to cry in front of jake dill.inger, any and all hope for a peaceful high school life is obliterated -- it’s all she can do to keep calm.     ❛  nah, don’t worry -- s-oh-r is good, but, it’s a musical. i don’t dance, me. are you here for musical theatre, or acting, or -- ? do you know ?  ❜    

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mike:  😘 😘

stop that. look at her. she’s so naive. 

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"you've been working too hard and i'm calling a netflix intervention. not taking no for an answer." (badnaturcd!)

* NON ROMANTIC FLUFF !

          ❛  no, fucksake --  ❜     she’s less pissed off with them than she is with the situation : ellie’s tired, ellie’s anxious, and this means that ellie’s irritable. with little regard for the consequence, she launches her pen across the room, listens to the noise it makes as it hits the wall, and huffs when it doesn’t improve her mood.     ❛  let me get some chewing gum, jesus. i cannot sit through a full episode of anything chewing my hands any more, fuckme. right, i’ll have an hour, or summat. what we watching ?  ❜    

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         she might be wearing a tea.vee shirt. maybe. don’t bring it up, please.

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Non-romantic fluff starters

“Here, I saved some for you. Try it?”

“I just really need a hug right now…”

“You. Me. Movie marathon. Get all the snacks you can carry.”

“Join me in the blanket fort. We play until dawn.”

“It’s cake, how difficult can it be?”

“Sure, it *looks* safe, but watch what happens when I do this.”

“I had a nightmare… can you stay up with me?”

“We’re going to have to raid the neighbors if you want more pillows to turn this into a Pillow Fortress Castle.”

“This would look so cute on you!”

“Okay, but if you turn the lights off for this playthrough, I’m not being held accountable for anything I do when spooked.”

“I said we could share a blanket, but if you put your cold feet on me *one more time*…”

“You’ve been working too hard and I’m calling a Netflix intervention. Not taking no for an answer.”

“I’ve got a gallon of ice cream and if you don’t get a spoon my tummyache will be all your fault.”

“Fight me. Pillow fight. And by fight I mean cuddle.”

“My hand is cold. Unless we find somewhere to stop soon, it’s going up your back.”

“Oh my god, just pet my hair already.”

“After that movie you’re staying for a sleepover. I know you don’t want to go home and sleep alone anyway.”

“Is there a reason you’re gnawing on me?”

“C'mon, I need a Player 2.”

“I bet you can’t make it all the way through the movie without screaming at it.”

“If you put that in the microwave uncovered I swear I will beat you to death with a plastic spoon.”

“What was that flavor of cake you liked? I need to know because reasons.”

“When we get that house you’re handling the spiders.”

“Going to the mall alone is boring. Besides, I need someone to tell me how great I look in all the clothes I try on.”

“It’s not MY fault you scream like a schoolgirl on a rollercoaster.”

“It’s an arcade, do you need more reasons to go?”

“Please tell me why you were napping in my freshly dried blankets *while they’re still in the dryer*.”

“Can we please take cheesy best friend pictures in that photo booth? I promise to keep silly faces to a minimum.”

“I’m singing along to this song and you can’t stop me, so either deal with it or join me.”

“C'mon, with anyone else this would be too weird.”

“I hate this game so much. Here’s a link, you should totally play it.”

“I take no responsibility for any smells you may or may not encounter from this point forward.”

“HELP I HAVE A SPLINTER”

“Okay, but consider that if you don’t watch this show with me, I’ll still rant to you just as much about the feels it gives me.”

“If anyone turns that fan off again I swear someone’s going to bleed.”

“Help me, the computer’s making sad beeps again. Make it happy, please.”

“THIS MOVIE MAKES ME CRY EVERY TIME WHY DID YOU LET ME CHOOSE IT?!”

“I have in front of me: One DVD, seven remote controls, and an entertainment center. This will be a voyage of discovery.”

“If I die, you get my cat. So make sure I live through this.”

“I need someone to cling to in the haunted house, and you’re it.”

“Yeah, but you’re *my* nerd.”

“The remote is two feet thataway and I don’t feel like moving. We’re stuck with this.”

“You are aware this was the worst idea ever and you’re lucky you’re my best friend, or else I’d leave you alone to deal with this.”

“I’d say sorry my mom tried to adopt you again, but it was kind of my idea.”

“There is a perfectly good reason I’m eating these mini marshmallows right out of the package, I’m certain of it. Probably.”

“Okay but hear me out: Fluffy. Sharks.”

“Please keep your sick away from me and get better soon. I made you soup.”

“That sounds like a bad idea. I’m in.”

“If you don’t come up and sing with me, I will sing and point at you. The entire. Time.”

“We made a pact based on SpongeBob jokes, you can’t back out now.”

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* CRACK OPEN A COLD ONE !

               “ s’fuckin’ freezing. you cold ? i’m fucking freeeeeezing. ” they pull the blanket around their shoulders, sliding around on the tiled floor in their socks, “ fuckin’ heating is useless. i’ll sit on the radiator the whole day. ”

         too-big  jumper  pulled  over  her  knees,  ellie  sets  about  tucking  her  arms  inside,  hands  pressed  onto  her  chest.     ❛  fuckin’  hate  shivering.  i  get  this  pain  right  in  my  back  when  it’s  cold,  like  some  fuckin’  pensioner.  ❜