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@emmysaracen
maddie-chase:
“Oh, don’t worry. I could get one of them easily, but I wanted someone who knows her stuff. Someone that knows my vision, you know? Get me someone like that.”
“I think Liam Newcastle might actually pretty decent at photography. And won’t be all pervy on you either. Got my word on that.”
disneyprinceryan:
“It’s amazing.“ Ryan said not detecting her sarcasm as he continued to eat. “Pizza place a few blocks away duh.“ He laughed slightly.
“I suppose we have different meanins for the word,” she replied, scrunching her slightly in disgust as the boy proceeded to eat away. “the sketchy looking one? Yeah, thanks, I’ll pass. Got anything a little more... Clean?” though her hopes weren’t high. “What’s the occasion for such extravagance?”
sammyboyadams:
“no fucking way” he chuckled, “it’s a horse”
“Well, yeah. We are near the stables, that is where the horses live. Are you new? You seem too excited by this.”
lermnewcastle:
the boy’s own posture straightened, before sinking back down as she talked down to him. ‘ this game you’re always playing with me, making me feel like you want me one second, then the next i’m crawling out your window because you don’t want to sleep with me. ‘ he explained, unfolding his arms to stuff his clenched hands in his pockets. ‘ yeah- well, no. i’m not dumping you. i just, i don’t know. what even are we, emmy? ‘
"Ugh, are you really getting all mushy feelings, and ‘what are we’ on me right now?” Emmy asked the other, rolling her eyes and taking a little step back. “I thought the whole point of this was not to go there.” The girl didn’t handle feelings or emotions like this well, didn’t like feeling vulnerable. It was easier to be distant, safer that way. She swallowed the slight lump forming in her throat and pushed out the words. “I thought we were havin’ fun, but if you’re gonna come around and talk about not wantin to deal with my bullshit,” she said with a glare and putting air quotes around it. “Then maybe this does need to be over, because I’m not a fucking thing you need to deal with. But don’t try to fucking come crawlin’ back to me because I don’t look back.”
hartleysage:
“Not that I don’t agree, but I think you need to word it better, if you sound like you’re insulting the principal she probably won’t take kindly to your petition.”
“I’m obviously not going to go to her like that, who do you take me for? Plus, I know how to handle Paytas. Everyone knows she plays favorites, and I’m well versed in how to get on her sweet side.”
bold which habits your muse has
justanotherrpmeme:
nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders
laylalamars:
“Layla, but I guess Lena’s close enough.” Layla remained, unbothered, something that her therapist didn’t approve of, but indifference was easy. “Oh of course, I’ll leave you alone, your name is like Amber or something.”
“Right, I don’t care,” Emmy replied, smiling at the girl and shaking her head. “Unless you bring me something that’s actually worth my time, or something relevant? Then I’ll learn your name,” she told her. “You’re telling me my name is Amber or something? I’d say nice try, but that was genuinely pitiful,” she said to Layla with a roll of her eyes.
lermnewcastle:
the boy closed the door behind them as she pulled him inside. ‘ it is. this, whatever you wanna call it, is over. ‘ he stated, folding his arms. ‘ i’m not dealing with your bullshit anymore, em. ‘
“What?” She repeated, shaking her head at the boy as her brows furrowed together into a frown. Her posture straightening and growing more defensive. “Not dealing with my bullshit anymore?” she asked on a scoff. “You’re joking,” she said with a laugh, shaking her head at him. “Do you actually think you’re trying to “dump” me right now?” she asked him.
lermnewcastle:
@emmysaracen
‘ hey, we gotta talk. like, now. ‘
Emmy turned to him with a frown before glancing around. “This better be important,” she muttered to him then dragged him away from the hall and into the closest empty room. “what?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
laylalamars:
“Probably because I was thinking about goats.” Layla shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I’m Layla, if you didn’t know, now you know.”
”...Right. Lena, is it? I don’t care. So, hows about you pick up this little breakdown you’re having and take it somewhere else, hmm?”
"Here’s my petition to force Headmistress Paytas to replace the current kitchen staff with actual chefs who know what they’re doing and will actually feed us real food with nutritional value as well as don’t taste like trash. After all, we are people, not animals.”
laylalamars:
“Well no, you don’t look like you care about barn animals.” Layla nodded in agreement, “But I just wanted to let you know that I think goats are superb animals. Nothing more.” The blonde shrugged, unbothered. That was her brand.
“So, why is this conversation about one?” Emmy asked, shaking her head as she looked at Layla with brows raised. “Well, good for you, strange person,” she replied. “Do I know you?”
disneyprinceryan:
“I picked up a few slices anyone want some?“ Ryan asked fellow students who were passing by before flipping the top of the box open and grabbing a slice for himself.
“Grease with a side of dough, how appetizing,” Emmy drawled to Ryan and watched as the boy threw open the box and grabbed a slice. “Where even did you pick this up?”
maddie-chase:
“I need a volunteer to take some insta pics for me. I got a new outfit and I look so good in it, it deserves to be documented.”
“Aww, and you weren’t able to get a cheer skirt chaser to step up? That’s honestly surprising, Mads. Sad face,” Emmy told her with a little pout. “But, sure, I could arrange for someone to come take some pictures of your sweet little ass.”
laylalamars:
“Can I be honest?” Layla asked, even though if the other person said no she was still going to talk, nothing was really going to stop her. “I think goats are the best animals. They’re really cute, very social and goat milk is better for people who are lactose intolerant.”
“Uh... If you’re just going to go ahead then who am I to stop you?” Emmy commented, looking up from her phone at the blonde. “Goats? You approached me to talk about goats?” she asked, scoffing at her. “Do i look like I care about barn animal?” she asked.
