MAYBE IT WASN’T THAT GREAT of an idea to feed the birds, especially when her blond best friend, who happened to be terrified of them, was in the vicinity. once he finally turned to face her, hayden froze, seemingly caught in the act of blatant betrayal. in her palm was a tiny mountain of leftover breadcrumbs, probably the reason why the birds were closing in on them in the first place. “ uh.. i swear i don’t know why they’re ganging up on us. “ hayden began as she clumsily shoved the pile of crumbs in her mouth, hiding the evidence with minimal effort. brows furrowing and face morphing into one of false confusion, the brunette huffed while swinging her legs around. “ its crazy, ceej. happens, like, all the time. i bet they have tiny little guns under their wings. they know we got the goods, man. they have eyes everywhere. “ pausing, she glanced over at him and grinned. “ i mean, at least they scare easily… ” she playfully bumped shoulders with him and tried to bite back a laugh. “ like someone i know. “
A look of feigned hurt passed over his features as he took in the sight of his best friend; stood beside him with crumbs littered around her mouth. “I can’t believe this betrayal Hayds, how am I ever gonna trust you again? Feeding the enemy in my midst!” An overly dramatic gasp emitted from his lips, and the blond brought a hand over his mouth to add to the theatrics of the matter. “What would Kit say about this, huh? We bonded back home, he even scared ‘em away from time to time when they came to attack. America’s changed you, I knew it.” A smile crept across his features despite his words however, and the blond leaned his shoulder against the other with a sigh. It was nice having one of his best friends back again -- especially after having spent the majority of the past two years having felt left behind. Most of his friends had been off to bigger and better things, and while they did keep in touch, it definitely hadn’t been the same. CJ shook his head, a chuckle emitting from his lips. “Listen here punk, I’m not scared of ‘em -- they just have it out for me, I’m telling you. You accidentally sneeze on one and they alert the entire bird clan to avenge them.”
“Goddamn.” A brow quirked as the words registered, and CJ couldn’t help but eye the other male. “Those are some fighting words if I’ve ever heard ‘em, man.” The irony was, this encounter itself had played out like an overly dramatic scene from an old Western film in his head -- complete with the staple background music and obligatory tumbleweed floating on by. The reality, however? They were standing in the quad, on a muggy day in Seattle. “Damn, who pissed in your cereal this morning? Yeah, it has a lot of elements of a Western but -- it’s way more than that. Space Opera? Check. War movie? Check. Romance? Check. Epic Fantasy? Double fuckin’ check. It literally changed the movie game forever and people are still talking about and building on the universe, and there’s way too much lore to think it’s just a Western at the end of the day. ‘Sides, don’t you movie buffs lose your shit over good cinematography and badass soundtracks?”
‘‘ Here, you look like you need one. ’’ Josh said to the person who had occupied the seat beside him, holding out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. ‘‘ What’s got you so stressed anyway? ’’
A smile spread across his features upon the sight of the other’s offer. “Well I’ll be damned, a good samaritan in our midst -- Baldwin doesn’t deserve you, man.” He shook his head at the other’s outstretched hand however, placing his own hands in his pockets. “I’m good, don’t really smoke unless it’s to get high. For real though, thanks.” A chuckle emitted from the blond’s lips, and one hand reached up to scratch the back of his neck. “Just keeping up s’all, I was pretty excited to start over ‘round here but classes ‘nd shit are a little harder. But I can’t say I want to go back home, I’m glad to be out of that hellhole for sure. You win some, you lose some.” He admitted, shrugging his shoulders. “How about you though, man? You offer cigarettes to everyone ‘round here for fun? ‘Cause I’m not gonna lie, you probably hear some crazy ass shit if you do.”
“I guess it must be allergy season,” Jacky spoke sarcastically, fishing a tissue out of her purse after she sneezed moments ago, wiping her nose and sniffling a bit. “I swear, ever since I got to college my allergies have been through the roof.”
“College-itis, it’s a real disease J, I’m telling you.” He announced from his seat across from the brunette, one arm propped against the table, a position that was likely leaving a hand print on his cheek. A sigh emitted from his lips as he eyed the papers strewn between them, and he glanced back towards the other. “Y’think we could get some of the STEM majors to diagnose that when they get big and famous? ‘Cause I think I’ve got a real bad case of it, and I hear coffee is a good remedy.”
Daniel had his headphones in, book opened as he walked across campus. Usually he was pretty good at not running to people, but today luck wasn’t on his side as he felt his body collide with someone else. Daniel pulled his headphones out quickly. “I’m so sorry, are you alright?”
The blond had been far too focused on texting as he strode across campus, a bad habit that it seemed everyone shared these days. And just like that -- before he had time to properly register it, CJ had collided with another student. Oops. His eyes widened slightly as he reached forwards, attempting to keep his phone from flying out of his grasp. “Nope.” He paused for a moment after that, only for his next set of words to be far more exaggerated. “I think I’m having heart palpitations, man. I think this is the end. I have one dying wish.. Tell Hayden’s dog I love him more than she does.” A smile broke upon his features, and he clapped a hand over the other’s shoulder. “For real though, you’re good. I should’ve been paying attention too, y’never know what’ll pop out when you least expect it. That’s how horror movies ‘nd shit get started.”
it wasn’t often liv found herself amused while witnessing some type of lover’s quarrel, but the more heated the duo got near the table where she has been working on her essay that day ( for which she had zero inspiration for ), the blonde found herself smiling a little as she tried her best not to get noticed eavesdropping —unfortunately, that didn’t last long, considering one of them noticed just how amused she was. “ —i’m not even here,” she was quick to say in her defense, looking the other way.
Beat up sneakers scuffed against the pavement, causing CJ to lighten his footsteps as he approached the unsuspecting blonde. He’d fully intended on startling her as a greeting, however upon noticing the argument playing out nearby the blond had paused in his tracks, hands hovering a few feet above the other’s shoulders. Yikes. Her response to having been discovered brought a look of amusement to his features, and CJ opted to instead slide himself into the seat beside her. “Well damn, Caspar. I knew I was being haunted, just didn’t think it was gonna be by Briar Rose herself.”
fuck, he hated group projects. the only time he found himself actually able to hold a conversation was with a red solo cup in his hand and someone of his social caliber on the other side. never intellectually. “ so we have to do a ten minute speech? five minutes each. got any topic ideas? ”
Schoolwork certainly wasn’t the blond’s forte, to say the least. But when it came to speeches? If anything, CJ could talk. Even if it was on the spot after having forgotten what he had rehearsed, but apart from on the football field itself, it was one of the few places he felt like he had a skill to show for himself. “It’ll be a piece of cake man, we can do opposing sides on a topic. Or do half and half one one end of it, I feel like it’ll be more fun to do opposing ends though.” He admitted, pausing for a moment to think on the question the other had posed. “Hmm, well I’d say it depends man, you want to go more academic ‘nd shit, or something more pop culture based?”
There wasn’t enough coffee in her system to deal with the idiocy of most of the people at the school. Or the idiocy of most people in general. She was sitting in Le Marzocco Cafe with her laptop, working on a research paper – or playing on her phone while she scrolled through a news article she was reading that was relevant to her topic – when she heard someone loudly sit near her. Violeta looked up at them and sighed. “Could you be quieter please?”
If there were any major cons when it came to wearing headphones, an even more increased lack of self awareness was certainly one of them. That being said, CJ wasn’t particularly good at keeping that in mind to begin with. The blond had expectedly been oblivious to the thud which had rang out as he’d placed his bag on the table -- at least, until the sight of another student’s annoyance caught his attention. “Hm?” He raised a brow in confusion, pulling an earbud out. “You good? I interrupt a really important phone call or something? ‘Cause I’m not gonna lie part of me is kind of expecting you to claw my eyes out if I say something wrong. And I really like having my eyes -- kinda need ‘em to see and all.” He remarked, a small smile tugging upon one side of his mouth.
“Oh shit.” Tripp saw the woman who had the looks of a movie with an aura that screamed important. He just knew her as mom though. He immediately used the textbook to try and cover his face. “Hey if that woman asks you if you’ve seen me, tell her I died in a fire.” He smiled at his fellow student. Tripp was really tryna do the most to avoid his mother.
The blond glanced over at the male beside him, brows quirking in amusement at the other’s almost animated attempts to conceal himself. His gaze followed that of the other’s, only to land on someone who seemed vaguely out of place in this environment. A guest speaker, maybe? “Goddamn, you wrinkle her dry cleaned clothes or something?” A chuckle emitted from his lips, and CJ shook his head lightly. “‘Cause if you’re going that far, we’re gonna have to commit here. Your new name is Julio,” He drawled, putting on his best attempt at a Spanish accent. Which was mediocre at best, to say the least. “Your english isn’t great but you’re a smooth criminal when it comes to the guitar but no one will take you on because your teeth aren’t perfect enough so you’re hoping to save up so that you can finally afford the Invisalign that you’ve always dreamed of and make it big one day.” He concluded the supposed backstory he’d fleshed out for the other by drawing an arm out in emphasis, then proceeded to pat the other on the back. “Onwards, Julio. Off to your new life.” Pausing for a few moments to allow his dramatic spiel to take effect, CJ finally spoke again. “For real though, I’m pretty sure if we walked the other way she wouldn’t notice us.”
Blue eyes remained fixed on that of a pigeon nearby as the blond held a croissant in his hands, his gaze only hardening as the bird swept closer as if to snatch it from him -- just as he moved the pastry closer to his mouth. “I swear,” He mumbled to the person nearest in the vicinity, attention still centered on the bird. “Damn things have an international hitlist or something, I swear to fuckin’ god. If the government came up with some bird harassment protection program, I’d be the first person signing up for that shit.”
*crawls out of the darkness after 5 years of silence* hello pals!! ‘tis i, your friendly neighborhood trash can jasmine (or jas, jace, halo top enthusiast, whatever floats your boat really!!) i’m a book hoarder who needs to actually read something instead of collecting (also if anyone has read restore me?? pls let me love you down??) and a little too unironically addicted to mtv reality shows and cinnamon roll halo top pints!! also it is currently almost 2 in the morning and i may or may not to be up by 7 to get ready to head out buuuut here i am anyways, whoopsie. enough about me rambling though, let’s get to what you actually checked this post out for, my not so ‘lil idiotic son cj:
* ☆ ◞ LUKE HEMMINGS. MALE. HE/HIM. ◟ wait, wasn’t that caleb ‘cj’ sullivan? they’re a twenty-one year old year junior, hailing from ontario, canada. i heard they’ve chosen to study communications and word around campus is that they’re ; gregarious & adaptable but also quite impulsive & frivolous. you know, that could be why they’re labelled as the facetious. if you happen to see them walking to class with their earbuds in, they’re probably listening to harlem by new politics. ( he’s on the football team, and a member of sigma epilson! ) ( jasmine, 21, pst, she/her. )
to put it simply, as i refer to him often times... CJ IS A FRICKEN IDIOT
he was born and raised in a v v small town in canada and legit spent his entire life wanting to get the hell away from it
his dad’s a cop and mom’s a piano teacher, they divorced when he was around 10 though, and dad moved to colorado not long afterwards
his mom kinda?? spiralled into alcoholism after all that and wasn’t a very active mother figure afterwards, and cj p much spent a lot of time on his own even when she was in the house and learned not to bother her after a while
once he got a bit older he learned to spend as much time as he could out of the house and p much tried not to go home apart from to like sleep
anywho cj really isn’t v good at being on his own for long periods of time after he did a lot of that as a child so even today he’s always doing shit to keep from that, whether that’s working, sports, convincing others to go out with him -- he def doesn’t spend too much time on his own as long as he can help it
the town he grew up in quite literally didn’t have v much going on at all so a lot of the time he was getting up to ridiculous shit to keep entertained with friends (trying to make s’mores on school grounds after dark, trying to ice skate in the town pool after it froze over and was closed, etc they did a lot of dumb stuff tbh)
he’s also dyslexic and school was def not his forte, so when he got a scholarship to a uni for football he was pretty stoked since his academics def weren’t stellar and this was his one chance to get away from the small town he’d always felt trapped in
but during his senior year a photo of him drunk at a party surfaced after someone ended up tagging him, and the school well?? they notified him that they’d have to reconsider since that wasn’t the kind of image they wanted for their university and BAM his one ticket to getting away suddenly disappeared
with most of his friends and loved ones either gone off to college or having left town after graduation he ended up at a local junior college to try to work towards transferring to a 4 year university, which is where he’s finally landed as of this school year -- along with the dream of finally leaving that small town finally having come true
also i totally messed up in my app but he would probs be a pledge since he’s a transfer student!!
personality-wise he’s very friendly for the most part and is usually joking around, he’s the kind of person who could literally talk your ear off but 90% of what he talks about isn’t of actual substance -- like you might think you guys are good pals bc he could literally have a 2 hour conversation with you but it’s literally about something completely RIDICULOUS like what would happen if all the fruit in the world could induce superpowers and what superpowers each would have and nothing of actual substance??
100% the person who you could probs call at 2am to do something and would probs agree
HATES being called caleb he literally will pretend he doesn’t know who you’re talking to if referred to by his full first name i stg
all my rambling aside though, please just like this or im me if you’d like to plot bc i 1000% want to get to know all of you and your babes and plot with everyone so?? pls hmu i have plenty of ice cream to pass around it can be a fun ‘lil pow wow and all that jazz. also, some connection ideas since those are always helpful for me reading other peeps posts!!
roommates!!
BROS BROS BROS give me all the broships pls
TEAMMATES!! ones who get along?? ones who don’t?? all of the things pls
A TUTOR.. this boi needs all the help he can with his grades
workout buddy!!
a past fling maybe?? idk man i’m lit throwing ideas out here
someone who maybe doesn’t seem to find cj to be amusing and he’s lit DETERMINED to change their mind and become their pal??
ride or die pls someone who does dumb shit with him
someone he’s literally ALWAYS bickering with ajlflfalfa
opposites dynamic could be fun!!
a good influence/bad influence kind of thing, maybe he helps get them out of their shell more and they ground him when he has a dumb idea
a parent friend pls and thx
an online pal?? like maybe they met through gaming or something else online and are super tight but don’t realize they’re in close proximity and don’t get along irl and complain to each other about the other while talking online??
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