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kiralukyas:

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Holy crap, that was just perfect. Eating shit in front of the cute guy. Way to go, Kira. Just her luck. She grumbled to herself as she pushed herself up a little, turning around so she wasn’t face first into the grass. Though, her spirits were quick to shift when she noticed said cute guy approaching her. With her board too! Talk about a Prince Charming. Holy shit, maybe her luck was turning around.

Quite the fall she took? Well, yes. She did take a fall. And yes, it was… quite. That… didn’t even make any sense but this guy got cuter the closer he got and her brain was quickly losing the ability to function.

“Hi, yeah. I’m–” Suddenly in such a good mood for someone who took a head dive to the grass. She took his hand and let him help her on her feet. “–good, yeah.” She brushed herself off a little, blowing some hair away from her face before she went, “I, uh, are you okay?”

Wait, what the fuck? Why she was asking him if he was okay? You know what, maybe she wasn’t as okay as she thought after that fall.

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though elijah had mainly asked as a courtesy he was still glad to hear she was okay. well, somewhat okay. stumbling over words but who was to say she wasn’t just shy and embarrassed. it was one thing to stack it on a quiet street with no one around, but in the middle of a college campus with loads of other students around? he’d hate for it to be him. and then she asked if he was okay, and suddenly he wasn’t so sure that she’d been telling the truth. he hadn’t seen it, but maybe she’d hit her head?

“ me? ” he asked, raiding brows a little. easily amused by her question even with the concern of concussion now in the back of his mind. “ yeah, i’m fine. i’m all good. ” he confirmed with a nod, cheeky smile spreading on his features. after a short beat he held out the board he’d picked up on his way over, offering a “ guessing this is your’s, ” with the movement. but he couldn’t just let her walk away now that there was the fear of a concussion, his mother would kick his ass for even considering it. “ you sure you’re okay? ” he teased, though it was also a genuine question “ didn’t bump your head on your way down or anything? ” he checked, charming smile remaining on his features.

#( interactions. )#( ft. kira )

kiralukyas:

✧・ﾟ:* @elijahalvcrsen ;

Life goes on. Asher was dead to her. Jake was right, you know. There will be more chubby cats and moms. It was time to find a new guy. And show Asher what he was missing. Though, considering she was apparently blocked from his Instagram account, she had no idea how he’d see her ‘moving on’ so to speak. Whatever. Kira sighed, pushing her foot on the ground and further cruising along on her skateboard as she made her way across campus. She had shit to do. Like put work in on that substance abuse presentation she had with Ines so the girl didn’t hate her guts or think she was lazy or something.

It was time to focus on school for a change. Maybe it’ll work for her the way it worked for Ines and add to her cool factor. Boys could be put on the back burner for a while. But of course, the second Kira had that atrocious thought, her eyes caught sight of something… interesting. Who… was that? Call her ‘Eagles Eyes’ but she could spot a cute smile from a million miles away. Unable to help herself, Kira swerved toward the boy’s direction. She wasn’t trying to be a creep; it was still on the way to where she was going. She was just… taking the scenic route.

Who was that? She couldn’t help but think again as she skated by him. Though with her attention on the new hottie and not where she was going, Kira failed to spot a rock along the path she was on. Her wheels caught on it and she was effectively yeeted off her on board and onto the grass patch of the quad. “Shit–!”

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gym bag turned book bag hung from elijah’s shoulder as he walked across campus. while maybe he should have been paying more attention to his surroundings, after three years he knew the walk to farrow house like the back of his hand. plus, unlike someone he would meet shortly, he wasn’t naturally clumsy. his eyes instead were on his phone, reading through different messages that he’d missed in class, replying to most of them, a couple of them earning an unknowing smile. totally minding his own business, until ...

the ambient sound of a skateboard rolling on pavement was interrupted suddenly and quickly followed by someone crashing to the ground. he looked up with furrowed brow, spotting the source quickly. some girl. even though she’d landed on the grass, elijah instinctively walked over. kindness was something his mother had instilled in him and his brothers for as long as he could remember, helping those who needed it without expecting anything in return.

first he stopped the board from rolling away, catching it first with a steady foot before he leaned down and picked it up. then quickly moved to the girl, “ quite the fall you took there, ” he said, once close enough. not that he had seen the fall, but he could assume as much. now beside her he reached out his free hand to her, ready to help her up. “ you okay? ”

#gonna need u to imagine some bullshit cw music in the background please and thank u xx #( interactions. )#( ft. kira )

ines-lasanta:

“Legit- as if group assignments aren’t already the bane of my existence- I would rather get stuck with some brain dead kid that make me do all the work than get weirdly intimate with this girl for the sake of a eight minute PowerPoint,” she insisted and it was true enough, she’d taken the reins on plenty of group assignments before, which would likely shock no one that knew her well, “Last semester this guy in my group had to take a few weeks off for some boxing thing- like a tournament out of town or whatever, I don’t know- and then he just never came back and I let him get his fifty-percent credit because it was the best outcome. It was easier having him out of town than trying to collaborate with him,” she confessed, she’d even lied to her professor about how well she and the budding boxer were getting along with one another.

She shook her head in response to his question, “Deadass, I literally don’t think I’ve ever even made eye-contact with her before, let alone talked to her. I had to look her up on Facebook before I went over to where she was sitting because her name just didn’t mean anything to me,” she admitted, certain that that would sufficiently answer Elijah’s question ten times over.

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“ you’ve passed intimate, ” eli pointed out, taking great amusement in nes’ predicament. “ you know how long she takes to shit, intimate is in the rearview fuckin’ mirror. ” he chuckled, gesturing over his shoulder. “ that’s the best case scenario, ” he commented about the boxing story. honestly, he would have much preferred it over a couple weird groups he’d been in over the years. “ like, it’s shit, but better than– one time i was in this group where one guy kinda ghosted so like, alright whatever, we’ll just do it. no big deal, you know? but then the dick showed up on presentation day. we were like, fuck okay, just do this bit, its easy– or it should have been if he’d shown up to a single class. he completely tanked it for us, total bullshit. ” he expressed, he could laugh about it now but at the time he and his other group mates had typed up a scathing email to the professor about the situation.

he laughed again, “ well, look at you now, ” he smirked, not able to hold it back as he continued. “ started the day having no idea who she is, and now you’re basically married. ” he teased. it then occurred to him he didn’t even know the name of the person nes was paired with. not that he expected he’d know them, it didn’t sound like someone eli associated with. but it would be easier to talk about the person in question later on if he knew her name. “ why do i just know she has a weird ass facebook? like, there’s no way this chick doesn’t have something fucked on her page that should’ve been a huge warning sign. ”

#( interactions. )#( ft. ines )

ines-lasanta:

She shrugged a shoulder casually, “Probably a shit idea then,” she suggested, though she didn’t really mean it either way, she was just trying to make him feel better about losing out on the opportunity. She looked up at the ceiling for a moment, as if God was just waiting in the wings to say ‘hey’ but all she saw was a neatly painted surface, they must have touched it up over the break. When he spoke again she chuckled, sitting up slightly, ready to regale him with her afternoon adventure, “I can tell you that,” she confirmed, “I can definitely tell you that,” she reiterated. “So, we got assigned our teams for a presentation in Ab Psych today, it was alphabetical and I’m with the girl who is right below me on the roll. After class I went up to her to introduce myself, whatever, get her email I.D. or something and suggest a meeting time for upcoming study dates. She just stares at me like I’m an alien, doesn’t say a word and then just starts randomly laughing at- I don’t know what? Then she apologises like oh, I’m tired, my bad, whatever, and I’m like cool- thought you an an aneurysm or something- like, I didn’t say that but I thought it. Anyway, we need to get shit done so I’m like yo, let’s just grab a coffee and figure out what we’re doing and she’s like sure- but then tells me she needs to shit first? I’m like- uh, way too much information but sweet, deuces, I’m gonna order our coffee to get this show on the road and then she’s like - yeah, I’ll be fifteen minutes. Did I ask how long it takes you to move your bowels? Like- no cap. Who raised you?” she asked rhetorically, exaggerating the story slightly since she hadn’t actually reacted like that at all but had been as polite as she could, if not a little awkward. “I’m still kind of shook, like- did I dream that or did I actually get partnered with the weirdest kid in the class?”

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brows raised when nes announced she could say she’d had a more interesting day than himself. his day wasn’t hard to beat but she mad it sound like something especially unusual had happened. he settled back in his seat while she spoke, easily intrigued by her story telling. nodding along and even adding a “ right, ” to the more mundane details of the story. ab psych, a group project, getting paired with the girl beneath you on the roll. all ordinary– for a second he paused trying to figure out if he knew who was beneath him in any of his class lists, he didn’t think so. but then the story quickly ramps up and elijah’s lips tug up into a smile as he listens to his friend’s misfortune.

at the mention of bowel movements he couldn’t hold back his chuckle, hand lifting to rub at his jaw while she finished up the tale. “ yeah, wow, ” he said, still processing and allowing another chuckle to tumblr forth as he shook his head. “ man, this is why i can’t do psych classes, there’s too many freaks in there, ” not that such a note would help ines at all, it’s not like she had come to him for help. “ and you don’t know this girl at all? ” he asked, to double check, though it was more amusing to subscribe to the idea that nes had no idea who this girl was, “ like there’s no way that she’d, like, think you’re friends because you held a drink for her at a party or something? ”

#( interactions. )#( ft. ines )

fckcarson:

the booming of the party echoes down the otherwise empty street. instead of enjoying the warmth of inside, carson sits out on the porch. a single dim light illuminates his face as he takes a swig of his beer. it’s one of those nights where carson wants to be alone, but can’t stand to actually, well, be alone. with the raging party inside, he didn’t think anyone would notice him. at the sound of footsteps behind him, carson lifts his head slightly. “what? the party get a little too boring for you?” his voice is harsh for no reason, yet he waits for a response from the other figure.

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it wasn’t unusual for elijah to lose his roommate at a party, or anywhere really. between the two of them he was much, much more a people person than carson. but it wasn’t hard to find him again. just go where no one else was. in this case, the porch. “ maybe i just missed your cheerful company, ” he replied, a playfully sarcastic drag to his voice. it would take a lot more than a bitter tone to scare eli away. “ what are you doing out here? ” he asked, leaning his shoulder against a column and enjoying the cool night air. “ surely you don’t think anything in there’s boring, ” he said, referencing the party with a nod of his head.

#( interactions. )#( ft. carson )

ines-lasanta:

@elijahalvcrsen

After what had turned out to be somewhat of a fever dream of a meeting with her new presentation partner in Ab Psych, Ines retreated to the comfort of Farrow House to detox from the experience. When she spotted a familiar figure sunk into the cushions of the couch in one of Farrow’s common areas, she decided to take a detour on the way to room 103 and hang out with the male for a while.

“Hey Lije,” she greeted with a smile, allowing her bag to fall off of her shoulder and rest on the floor against the side of the couch as she settled into a place on the seat beside him. She set what was left of her juice down on the coffee table, the once brightly colored green liquid now watered down by melted ice and looking a little insipid. “Did you decide on a topic for your paper yet?” she asked, referencing an earlier conversation from a day, maybe more beforehand. She couldn’t recall exactly.

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it was a fairly boring afternoon for elijah. he’d had two classes in the morning, studied for a few hours after lunch, also got distracted and scrolled through instagram for a good portion of that, before he’d returned to his dorm with the plan of starting an essay before maybe catching up with some friends. but he’d gotten stuck, between procrastination, lack of inspiration, and scrolling through the class message board, the only progress he’d made on his essay was formatting his header. ines paying him a visit was a much welcome break and he smiled when she entered the room. greeting her with a friendly “ hey, ” if the universe had decided that the trying to do his essay portion of the day was over, then he wouldn’t fight it. “ nope, ” he announced, popping the ‘p’ for emphasis as he set macbook aside. “ any time i think i’ve thought of a good one, some dick is on the discussion board is already talking about it. ” he waved his hand, being a little dramatic just for the fun of it. while there wasn’t necessarily anything wrong with elijah doing the same topic as someone else, he’d found a need to be more of an individual since starting at holloway, more so since his brother graduated. “ hopefully some divine inspiration will hit soon, ” he mused. though likely it wouldn’t. likely he would bite the bullet and go with a slightly different take on a topic he’d initially dismissed. “ tell me you’ve had a more interesting day, at least a little, ” he smiled.

#cut to me sweating because i dont actually know a single thing about politics nor what a political science major would write papers about #( interactions. )#( ft. ines )

💀 * [ herman tommeraas + cis male + he/him ] —— have you met elijah halvorsen? they are a twenty two year old senior currently studying pre-law political science. they live on farrow house, and word around campus is that this pisces is jovial + empathetic, as well as spoiled + impulsive. i wonder if they’ll make it out alive. owning more than one gym bag and using them far too often, the pricey scotch you got for your twenty first in a red solo cup, sweatpants and a shit eating grin. —— [ ooc: sam. 23. she/her & aest. ]