Goodnight Socialite

August Dawson - 24 -  Psychology/Social Work (Dependent RP Blog with Radcliffehq)

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rosasamuels‌:

“Excuse me!” Jogging up to the stranger walking through the campus quad, Rosa was about to start talking but found herself merely staring. She’d always had a bit of a fascination with the extraordinary, so instead of properly greeting herself, she found herself blurting, “You’re, like, the tallest man I’ve ever met, I think. That’s pretty cool,” she said, original reason why she was stopping the other already completely forgotten about, “People say I’m tall for a girl but you’re, like… tall for a human. How tall are you?” @dawsonsfall​

He didn’t stop at first, not until it was undeniable that he was the one being addressed, his one-track mind hyperfocused on the presentation he had to give in exactly 45 minutes. The interaction started out unusual and went south from there - August shifting uncomfortably under her relentless gaze, hyperaware of how her eyes seemed to burn away at his skin. He was used to people commenting on his height, but they were normally more...subtle about their fascination. It was a lot for 8:15 in the morning. 

“I’m 6′5″,” he replied simply, taking a sip of his coffee. “And it gets a lot less cool after the fifth time you hit you head on a doorframe or a low hanging branch.” 

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chiefofallmuses‌:

     “you’re trying to tell me i don’t actually remember the first class i took here but the last time i remembered that class? that’s insane. i remember the class, i was there!” she was stubborn, alright. 

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you. I’m not saying your memories are any less valid, just that you’re remembering the memory which - over time - will likely make them more inaccurate.” He shrugged, as persistent as she was stubborn, shifting his computer toward her to prove his point. “Strange to think you could be unintentionally skewing the truth, isn’t it?” 

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chiefofallmuses‌:

      “when are you gonna figure out that i know everything?“ calliope mused to her friend, ten fingers running through her hair to pull it back from her face and twist it up into a makeshift bun. “stop googling it, i’m telling you i’m right and you’re wrong. don’t make a fool out of yourself.”

@dawsonsfall​ @fishforghosts​

“But that’s where you’re wrong, Callie. If there’s one thing I know more about than you, it’s Psychology,” August replied, his gaze not deferring from his laptop as he pulled up the appropriate article to prove his friend wrong. “When we remember something, we remember the last time we remember it - not the initial memory itself." 

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whats your opinion on socks? wet socks? fuzzy socks?

“Socks are practical and wearing shoes without them just guarantees that they’ll get really fucking gross. Wet socks are the work of the devil and I can’t stand to wear them for long. As for fuzzy socks go, I’ve never owned a pair but they look comfortable, I guess? They’re socks, what do you want me to say?” 

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do u have enough oxygen up there, dawson?

“No, I’m constantly suffocating up here. Thanks for checking in!” 

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what are you most afraid of?

“It’s a tie between death and disappointment - both my own and of the people I care about and respect. Nothing groundbreaking, but there’s a reason they’re both so common.” 

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What do you like most and least about your personality?

“I like the fact that I’m a realist - it’s always convenient to have one’s priorities straight and i feel like I do a pretty good job of that. On the flip side, I hate how hard I find it to adapt to things - to compensate for the unexpected. I’ve been told I’m guilty of micromanaging and I can’t say I don’t see it.” 

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what's the scariest dream you've ever had?

“I don’t remember most of my dreams so I can’t be sure, but the scariest one I remember having was right after my mother died…I dreamt I watched my dad skin her alive while my sister and I were frozen in place, our eyes held open by some invisible force. I woke up screaming. To say it was impactful would be an understatement.” 

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You are elected President. You must swear in for your Oath of Office, but must choose a non religious text to place your hand on. What book do you choose?

“They’re not technically books, but I think the declaration of independence or the constitution would be the most appropriate? They are the most symbolic pieces of text from the creation of our government, after all. That’s a boring answer though, so my intro to psychology textbook because it cost me 200 bucks and it’s doing fuck all just collecting dust on my shelf. I might as well get another day’s use out of it.”

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how do you feel about your ex partners?

“If you’re referring to romantic partners, I’ve only ever had one, and she was and continues to be lovely. We weren’t the most compatible and things ended in a weird place, but I still think very highly of her.” 

@cherieamcur

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chiefofallmuses‌:

     with a yawn parting her lips wide, calliope nodded her head as if he could see her, and it took her a beat to realize she hadn’t said anything. “yes, yes, i’ll see you outside,” she hurried to reply, before ending the call. she stood in her place for a moment, hand running over her face as she desperately looked for a way to keep herself awake. in so evidently on her way to failure, she finally dragged her feet towards the front door of the venue and leaned against the wall to keep herself balanced. she’d never really enjoyed skipping class – but that day, she might make an exception. virtually everyone would miss their lessons, so it wouldn’t be the end of the world. still, she might regret it late – that self-demanding side of her brain would not leave her alone. “hey,” she was snapped back to reality when his blurred face appeared near her and she called at him to see her. “did you have fun?” 

Waiting for Callie to join him outside, August lit a cigarette and watched the smoke curl from his lips and disappear into the early morning sky. He checked his watch - three minutes till - impatience growing under his skin like an itch he couldn’t scratch, his eyes scanning the sparse crowd that had filtered outdoors for a familiar face. 

Spotting her leaning heavily against the wall looking disoriented and off-balance, he sighed, putting out his cigarette and heading over to make sure she didn’t collapse onto the beer-soaked ground beneath her. “Hey. Yeah, I had fun...looks like you did, too. Come on, let’s get out of here before you fall asleep standing up.” 

Offering her his arm, they started toward Moris - slow and steady. “How much did you drink?” 

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chiefofallmuses‌:

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     with the abrupt incident and the girl being carried off in a hurry, calliope had anticipated ( and hoped )that the party would end early and she’d be able to fall head-first onto whatever mattress was available and fall fast asleep. much to her dismay, however, people continued to party like nothing had happened, and so she simply sat in a corner and fought her heavy eyelids to remain awake. with clumsy fingers, she dialled august’s number and waited until the other picked up to murmur, “listen, i’m sorry if you’re enjoying yourself but i’mgonna go now. i can’t stay awake any longer, ithinnk my skull’s been unscrewed from my neck,” maybe she was exaggerating, but who could blame her? it’d been too long with these people and she just wanted to shower quickl and rest her head in peace. “i can go to my room if you want to stay, honestly.”

August’s phone buzzed in his pocket as he watched the party recover from the shock of the disco ball accident with the grace of a bunch of dazed pigeons, immediately deciding the near-death experience was nothing to be hung up on and going back to their drunken festivities. Checking the caller ID, the young man answered, stepping away from the party so he could actually hear what Callie had to say. “Hello?” 

Sighing, he leaned lazily against the facade of the abandoned warehouse, sharing similar sentiments to his friend’s. He’d had his fun at the party but it was late, a little under ten minutes till 2 - when he’d originally planned to leave. “I’m leaving in ten. Meet me outside and I’ll walk with you? You can take a shower and I’ll fix you a place to sleep or something.” 

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📲 august & ferris

ferris: shit. so some of the rumors could be true then

ferris: i thought i was through with this place, but maybe i'm not

ferris: you want to meet every person that goes here? that's...an interesting feat. good luck man

august: There's a chance? They could also be complete bullshit, though, so I wouldn't put too much faith in them.

august: Not literally. I don't have the time nor the patience to do that.

august: But...I'd like to make an effort to broaden my horizons.

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📲 august & ferris

ferris: chaotic ??

ferris: and here i thought those were just rumors

ferris: this place is so fucked

ferris: and somehow that only makes me want to stay longer

august: Rumors tend to be rooted in fact and this school is no exception.

august: I understand where you're coming from. This place has a way of drawing you in and once it's sunken its teeth into you, leaving isn't an option.

august: For me, it's the people. There's an endless cast of interesting characters and I want to meet them all.

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[ Calliope >> August ]: What are you wearing?

[ Calliope >> August ]: Sorry I sounded like the whitest fuckboy

[ Calliope >> August ]: I meant is it savable?

[August >> Calliope]: A white t-shirt and jeans. I bought them cheap from a thrift store beforehand, so it's not a huge deal they've been splattered with paint.

[August >> Calliope]: They are salvageable, though. Surprisingly.