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( EIGHTIESPHONE ):

a frown curves onto glossed scarlet lips.

❝ you’re not helping. ❞ ( she’s acting as if she didn’t have enough money to just THROW INTO THE WIND && buy another bag. she’s fortunate enough to be able to buy several of the same bag without a worry. delicate, though frustrated fingers are ran through blonde hair. ) ❝ … DID YOU ? ❞

❛ sorry. ❜

he palms around under the bed for a few more minutes, unsuccessful. he can’t imagine it would be anywhere else, but his words hit him a little harder than he wishes for them to. her question sets realization alight in his eyes.

right.

his head pops back up from the side of the bed, staring toward the doorway as he thinks, HARD, to try and make sure he hadn’t made the dumb mistake of leaving her bag behind.

❛ ... i might have ? ❜

#sam u dumb fuck #↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#↬ I’M SLOWER THAN DIAL-UP ! ( 90s VERSE. )#eightiesphone

( EIGHTIESPHONE ):

she picks up on this, but doesn’t mention it —— she’ll bank it as him being nervous due to being questioned. at his words, she raises a brow in his direction. ❝ oh, so you DO think she’s pretty, then ? ❞

… then he fills her in on what happened in detention. she tries not snicker about it && up jolts a shoulder on one side in a shrug, && she idly picks at her nails to act aloof. ❝ exactly, see ? plus she cheated on dave williams with, like, half of the football team, anyway. you probably don’t want anything to do with her. ❞

❛ i GUESS. she’s pretty but just not my type, man. i’m not into her. she’s a SKANK. ❜

he says this casually, but with a powerful amount of honesty. though he isn’t too big on gossiping, he’s heard p l e n t y through whatever interactions he’s had during school time. sandra isn’t someone he’d like to mingle with, no matter how pretty she may seem.

❛ i heard dave talk about that once - sucks to be him. there’s no probably, i don’t like her. ❜

then, he leans in a little. he hardly notices he’s done it.

❛ bottom line, she’s NOT the prettiest girl in school - and she wasn’t who i was talkin’ about. try again. ❜

#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#↬ CLASS OF 201X ! ( MODERN VERSE. )#eightiesphone

( EIGHTIESPHONE ):

❝ you’re a bad liar. ❞ when he smiles it draws her lips to pull upwards. she’s silent for a long moment, looking over the details of his face while she could. ocean eyes, while fogged over && tired, still stare with a look of adoration.

❝ you laugh at me all the time. but thank fucking god that you don’t actually mean it. ❞ she realizes just how touch starved she truly is when his gentle hands stroke against her gently. she ravishes against the softness —— a lean into his touch && the loop around his neck coming to undo && rest upon his shoulders. one of her hands travels up to his jawline, where she cups his face with a certain care to it. she’s tempted to press a kiss to his lips, but she refrains. ❝ i know you do, baby. i love you too. a lot. ❞ honesty is sugar, coated in her voice. it’s sweet && a timid whisper that’s kissed from her lips. he knows how to enamor her.

❛ sorry, i’m actually the truth..iest motherfucker around, baby, i’d never lie. ❜

his gaze catches hers for only a second, but he looks down a moment later, feeling something akin to BASHFUL while they sit together. it feels odd, considering his confidence, but her smile, her eyes, her EVERYTHING is a bit much to handle. he loves her.

he holds on to her firmly, but softly all the same, and he leans into her hand when it cups his face. he could stay like this forever - it’s almost GROSS how lovesick he really is - but he decides instead to let his eyes fall shut. his words break the short silence following a deep breath.

❛ i know we should prolly go to bed, but .. can i kiss you ? ❜

#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone

( EIGHTIESPHONE ):

his chipper mood draws a petite smile to spread over her features. she could be frustrated with him easily but never for long — how could she stay upset, with a smile like his ? ❝ i love you. thank you. ❞

—— remembering that he isn’t her enemy takes a lot out of her. gentle fingers push blonde locks out of her face to tuck them behind her ear. ❝ that sounds good. i can pay, too. my dad started giving me more extra money to spend whenever he stops by at home. ❞

❛ i love you. ❜

and he finds himself still leaning lightly against her desk, crouched low enough to be looking up at her from where his chin rests on his arms. he snorts.

❛ don’t even think about it -- !! i got some extra cash, too, ‘mands. i gotta pay. i’m a MAN. save your money. i know there’s a-fuckin’-lot, but save it. lemme treat you. ❜

#wow look who's finally here #↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

his chuckle brings a questioning look onto her features, but she dismisses it with a roll of her eyes. when could she ever look to samuel beans for a sense of knowledge ? she knew better than that. ❝ i bet you would. ❞ she blows a sigh from lips the fall into a downwards curve. her arms cross over her chest, && she checks the backs of her nails, thick lashes that kiss red cheeks.

❝ THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN SCHOOL ? who’s that supposed to be ?? ❞ ( there’s an almost concern alongside a mixture of alarm that she slings with her words. insecurity that lingers in pools of blue hues flicker up to him for a brief moment. ) ❝ is it sandra coltswald ?? she’s, like, super pretty. ❞ there’s a need to defend herself. her edge flakes whenever the words pretty leave her lips && it’s alive && flaming whenever she speaks up again. insecurity isn’t pretty. ❝ but she stuffs her bra. ❞

he stands a little straighter when she acknowledges his words, and he can’t believe she really doesn’t know who he speaks of. he shrugs, preparing to explain himself, but before he can she’s making assumptions, and then accusations.

❝ i mean, i guess sandra’s pretty, but not really. also, i knew that. the tissue fell out in detention once and she made me swear not to tell. i don’t like her. ❞

#[ this was so short im an awful partner ]#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone #↬ CLASS OF 201X ! ( MODERN VERSE. )

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ WHATEVER. i know, he wanted to ask about now —— it’s still dumb to go to some cheap psychic that doesn’t even know what she’s doing. ❞

there’s a worry in her tone, a frown that settles onto pouty lips && brows that knit into a subtle frustration. she can’t hold his gaze any longer. ❝ is mike okay ? how did he take it ? ❞ a softness is arisen, like she was unsure about asking to begin with. showing faux concern was never hard - however portraying her real emotions always came with trouble. she twists the ends of golden locks between petite fingers. ❝ that’s fucked up, anyway. can’t you, like, sue her or something ?? ❞

❝ he didn’t really catch it ‘til later. but he was still kinda upset. i could tell, ‘cuz he wouldn’t talk. ❞

not that mike is really a CHATTERBOX to begin with, but sam can just tell when something is off. the air feels different around mike when he is upset, whether he expresses his emotion or not.

❝ i don’t think we can sue her. she didn’t, like, RUIN his life. plus, i can’t... we don’t have money to sue someone. ❞

#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone #↬ CLASS OF 201X ! ( MODERN VERSE. )

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ put it down && forget about it —— ??? would you do that with a stack of fucking money ? that doesn’t make any sense. tell me if you see it in there. ❞

❝ not the same thing. the money’s already spent on the bag. anyway -- ❞

he pauses, searching the bedroom for the forgotten bag. he drops to palm around underneath the bed.

❝ i could’ve left it at the place. ❞

#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone #↬ I’M SLOWER THAN DIAL-UP ! ( 90s VERSE. )

BAD FANFICTION SENTENCE STARTERS quotes taken from various fics i’ve read over the past week or two.

❛ i don’t have what you can call a ‘perfect life’. ❜ ❛ i, like always, didn’t get a lot of sleep. ❜ ❛ i already knew that, you dip. ❜ ❛ people here don’t really like me. ❜ ❛ if you don’t eat, you’ll die. ❜ ❛ you’re okay with dying? ❜ ❛ i love that name, it’s very unique. ❜ ❛ what’s with the confused face? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to make sure you didn’t get mugged. ❜ ❛ i just couldn’t wait to see your beautiful face. ❜ ❛ if they say anything mean, i will beat their asses. ❜ ❛ yeah, who am i? ❜ ❛ i ran over to them and punched their stupid face. ❜ ❛ be nice to her, she’s new. ❜ ❛ i overheard you mumbling to yourself. ❜ ❛ you know you’ve been in this room for about an hour? ❜ ❛ i don’t know what came over me, i guess that’s just my soft side. ❜ ❛ i got dinner from steak n shake. ❜ ❛ WAKE UP! MEET MY GIRLFRIEND! ❜ ❛ i finally get a girl i really like, and she runs away from me. ❜ ❛ they’re... tied up somewhere in a nearby walmart. ❜ ❛ alright you goon. gosh. ❜ ❛ the handwriting, the drawing, the poor choice of words; it’s [name]. ❜ ❛ GIVE ME BACK MY GIRLFRIEND! ❜ ❛ i found some night goggles. ❜ ❛ they beat up my girlfriend. ❜ ❛ you can just go die. ❜ ❛ hey, fuck face, stop. ❜ ❛ he looked at me with a smile that could cause a heart attack. ❜ ❛ haha! you got PRANKED bitch! ❜ ❛ it’s not my fucking fault technology sucks. ❜ ❛ i almost threw up this morning from the fear. ❜

#rp meme #ask meme #sentence starters #if you know where these are from youre cursed #↬ I DO HAVE A DRUG ADDICTION - IT’S NOT FUNNY ( OOC. )

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❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ well, you have said weirder things to me — but i still like hearing them too. it’s cute. you’re cute. ❞ ( her head is swimming, tired eyes that come burnt with redness && a smile that falls goofy over her lips. looking at him makes her heartbeat quicken && hearing him talk makes her cheeks red. )

❝ i dunno, baby. you’re pretty good at dancing - enough to compete with the cheesiness, i think. ❞ words are spoken almost overly-serious. she manages to hold a straight face for a few straying moments until she has to break eye contact whilst her lips curl at the corners. ❝ … you have a cute laugh, too. it’s nice to hear you laugh, especially when it’s not AT ME. ❞

❝ you’re cuter. ❞

he seems a little shocked that she’s admitting to his dance skills, something she’s teased him about since perhaps the beginning of their friendship. but, his next smile is bashful. maybe that’s REALLY how she feels.

❝ i don’t think i laugh AT you, do i ? if i ever did, like, seriously, i’m sorry. i LOVE you, so... i wanna hear you laugh ‘n shit too. ❞

he reaches out for a moment to place his hand on her arm gently. his thumb strokes the skin beneath, and he can’t help but to watch her for another few moments, suddenly very serious.

❝ i know we keep sayin’ it, but i really do love you. ❞

a glance to the clock on her wall reminds him that they’ll need to sleep soon, but he really doesn’t want this to end. he has a feeling at least half of their discussion will be faded and forgotten to her by tomorrow.

#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

at the mention of the party, amanda’s expression goes sour && she flicks a dirty gaze toward bethany — MAKE IT FUN ????????????? ❝ making it fun ?? really ? she needs to stay in her own fucking lane. what a fucking creeper. ❞ her tone falls harsh && frustration is quickly soothed once he takes his hand in hers.

( && her harsh gaze softens whenever he starts his over-the-top display of affection. she watches him, && her cheeks go red in the slightest. he always knows how to cheer her up whenever she needs it the most. ) ❝ i don’t have practice that day, but i’m sure we can find something to do with our free time. ❞ a pause. she winks. ❝ you’re so sweet, sam. ❞

❝ i couldn’t remember if you did or didn’t, i’m bad with the softball schedule. ❞

he can just about feel his heart swell six sizes when she winks. every aspect of her is so .. GOOD. he loves her. he really does. her jealousy, in fact, is something he enjoys. she makes him feel wanted.

❝you’re the sweet one, amanda. HEY - if you don’t have practice, why don’t we go out or something ? i could take you to the new place up the road from the mall. the make, like, scones and shit. ❞

#[ peach scones. ]#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ FUCK, wow. that’s actually kind of funny. ❞ —— she’s not one to laugh at misfortune, but laughing at sam’s misfortune is something she’ll never stop doing. she cracks a grin, pretty && sweet but at the same time sharp enough to deliver cuts of brief laughter. && then he mentions his father && she’s a little bit worried for him - she knows about his home situation - && her humor is a little washed away. she settles on the topic for a brief second. ❝ i’m, like, not that into fighting but i’d totally kick the shit out of her if i had a reason to. ❞

❝ … well, that hasn’t stopped you before. i’ve yet to hear of you sleeping with - or even being with - a single pretty girl in this school. YOU SHOULD RAISE YOUR STANDARDS. ❞

he shrugs then, unsure of the sincerity in her assurance. but, a vague vision of amanda beating the absolute SHIT out of charlotte with one of the softball bats is enough to make him chuckle to himself.

❝ dude, i’d pay to see that. ❞

then, at what she says next, he waves his hand again, a look of faux exasperation washing away his amusement.

❝ see, i’ve been TRYING to. but the prettiest girl in school doesn’t want anything to do with me. sucks, doesn’t it ? ❞

he shrugs again, as if resigned to this fact, though it’s clear to both of them that he isn’t.

#[ sam and amanda both: . ]#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#↬ CLASS OF 201X ! ( MODERN VERSE. )#eightiesphone

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ oh yeah, okay, so some gigantic scam is going to totally get me immersed in a naturistic experience. MY BAD. ❞

( she’s not sure if naturistic is a word either, so she just goes along with what he says. ) ❝ she’s not supposed to have that shit AT ALL if she’s claiming she’s a fucking psychic. i’m sure anyone can fuckin’ do that job, y’know, look at mike && tell him he’s going to be just like his father && shit. i’m sure that’ll get him off just as much as asking questions would. fuck, i could tell mike’s future if i was asked to !! ❞

❝ but that’s not the point. ❞

he isn’t quite sure why it makes him feel ill when she mentions just how easy it would be to talk to mike. how EASY and PREDICTABLE their friend’s future seemed. but, he tries to push the feeling away as he runs a hand through his hair. he shakes his head.

❝ that’s not what he wanted, ‘manda. he had questions he was dead set on asking. he didn’t really care about the stupid far out future shit. he wanted to know about the here and now shit. ❞

he outwardly cringes as he is reminded of dragging mike out of the place; the chick was a FRAUD. maybe they were all frauds, but that doesn’t lessen his annoyance with the woman they had seen.

#[ sam .. protecting mike's feelings .. my kink ]#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#↬ CLASS OF 201X ! ( MODERN VERSE. )#eightiesphone

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ i obviously already checked there. how do you lose a purse ?? && on top of that, it’s a FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR PURSE. ❞

❝ you put it down ‘n forget about it, babe, that’s how. try not to freak out about it, we’ll find it, alright ? lemme go check the bedroom again. ❞

#[ only five THOUSAND dollars! ]#[ sam is useless ]#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#eightiesphone #↬ I’M SLOWER THAN DIAL-UP ! ( 90s VERSE. )

❲ EIGHTIESPHONE ❳

❝ SAM !!! what did you do with my purse last night ? i’ve been looking for it for, like, twenty minutes ! ❞

❝ uhh... i mean, i THOUGHT i left it by the bed. you check the kitchen yet ? it can’t just be missing. ❞

#[ i'm sam ]#↬ THE CON ARTIST ! ( IC. )#↬ I’M SLOWER THAN DIAL-UP ! ( 90s VERSE. )#eightiesphone

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