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@dean-o-mac-blog
lyricalmelody:
“The quotes been on shirt, buttons, aesthetic posters. And only a few know where it all came from. Sad.”
“Ryan Murphy’s genius, that’s where it came from. Personally I wasn’t a big fan of Glee, but American Horror Story is great.”
“Look, I know you don’t care or whatever but I’m not okay and I just- Please sit down with me?”
@dean-o-mac
“Sure. What’s up, buttercup?”
“I think Madison Montgomery made American Horror Story famous by saying ‘Surprise bitch, I bet you thought you’d seen the last of me’.”
charlieedaye:
Charlie was wallowing in her own soap opera when she texted Dean. She just needed someone who wasn’t Natalie to vent to. She knew he would tell her he told her so, but she was beyond pride. “IT’S OPEN!” She called from her bedroom above the garage, but she knew he couldn’t hear her anyway. She groaned and climbed off of her bed and slunk down the stairs. She swung open the door and without really greeting him, she walked back up the stairs,inclining him to follow her. Plopping back onto her bed, head hanging off towards the end, she sighed loudly. “You ever wanna kill everyone and yourself but like not want anyone to actually die? Or is that just me?”
The moment she opened the door for him, Dean took a second to realize that his friend really was in a sad mood. The reason he was called over would probably explain why she was. Following her into the home, and eventually into her bedroom, Dean was caught off guard by just how sad she really was. “really?” he tilted his head to a side, crossing his arms over his chest while his eyes stared directly at her. “this is what you’ve been doing?--” stepping further into the room, Dean pointed towards her. “laying there sadly thinking about killing everyone? which i’m not saying would be a bad idea.” No matter what, he had to add a stupid joke. Moving to sit at the edge of the bed, Dean leaned over on one arm. “Why are you thinking that though?” He questioned.
“Uh? Oh, no. I-” Annabel stammard as she sat up. “I just uh, I was blinking and got bored so I fell asleep.” She half chuckled, trying to pull herself together. Looking around after she finally managed to open her eyes all the way she realized she didn’t recognize her surroundings. “How did I get here..?”
“You know, you could die that way.” Dean pointed out, standing besides her but keep his sight straight ahead. “That’s exactly what I’m asking you. I don’t know what you’ve been doing, but it seemed to fuck you up good.” Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Dean still didn’t turn dare look directly at her.
@dean-o-mac
“Okay, Okay, yes. We went on a date. One date! To an art show about the environment, it’s not that big of a deal. Also, tell your mom I found the nail color she was looking for.”
“-- wait you’ve met my mother? my mother talks to you about nail polish?”
jeremy-band:
“Hey, I’ve been behaving too. I know it’s hard to believe but I have. Maybe we just look guilty, maybe you’re the one he’s staring at.”
“Maybe he just thinks I’m pretty and he pedals backwards?”
itsjustayden:
“I would, but as I said, I really don’t have the time.”
“Who’da thought. Planning on becoming the President?”
@dean-o-mac
--- @charlieedaye ;;
When Dean first received such a bland text message from Charlie, he could tell something was wrong. The Charlie he knew, at least with him, never failed to add a playful insult, or guilt him by involving Immy. This Charlie simply told him that he was needed. He replied with a ‘Okay. are you okay?’ but didn’t receive any response, and that was especially odd. Despite everything either of them were put through, they were both always there for each other. It always seemed like Charlie was the one to defend him and believe in him, other than his family. “Charlie?” he called out, knocking at her door. “Are you okay?” he continued asking, the door not even open yet.
danielgraceful:
“Yeah, I just got back. They said that I’m healing alright, but I still got at least three weeks left in this thing. You wanna pass me that pencil over there? This bitch itches.”
“You’re in luck, ‘cause you’re sweet baby brother thought of you during your time of need and he’s got you a cool scratching stick.” As if an incredible surprise, Dean displayed the scratcher before him and handed it over to Daniel. “At least I can wheel you around, right?”
“Do me a favor. Just pretend like we’re talking until the cops leave.”
“What if I become mysterious to them because of you? I don’t want the cops on me. I’ve been behaving.”
“If I’m still trying to structure this equation when I’m fifty, I’ll kindly ask that you put me out of my misery.”
“Structure an equation? Put me out of my misery now.”
“Sorry, I just, there’s so much work I have to do. Right now isn’t really the best time.”
“Sounds like you’re fifty.”
“My therapist said you’re toxic. I can’t talk to you. Sorry.”
“Apology not accepted.”
