𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

[evphcrias]

∘*₊˚♡ — EVPHCRIAS: a dependent rp blog for timberfm.

NORA VOGEL ♡ intro. musings. pinterest.

OMER CILAK ♡ intro. musings. pinterest.

PEYTON JONES ♡ intro. musings. pinterest.

[evphcrias]

🎶 for all your muses !!

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does you like? do they listen to music very often?

omer

"mostly  dark  r&b.  i  have  music  going  at  all  times,  it's  my  background  noise."

peyton

"indie's my favorite genre but i do mostly listen to lofi because i love to put it on while studying. it helps me focus and it's also good for when i want to unwind."

nora

"is everything an okay answer? i have about fifty different playlists, each one for a mood and of course, it's part of my daily routine."

[ncwheres]

Taking a mental note of her floor and suite, Kennedy acknowledged with a nod. "Gotcha." Since they were heading to the same place anyway, she figured she'd stay close by the other girl as they went up another flight of stairs. Just in case another one of her belongings fell out of her grasp and gave the floor a big hug. "I mean, don't get me wrong: I love an ambitious mover. But yeah, sometimes taking on less is like, the move." She gave a lighthearted roll of her eyes. While it's something she's learned over the years, it's not something she's practiced very well. But hey, Junior year. Maybe third time's the charm. "No apologies necessary," Kennedy assured, offering a warm smile. "This is actually the most exciting part of my day so far, so. Happy to help."

[evphcrias]

"i  needed  you  like..  an  hour  ago.  that  would've  been  helpful  to  hear  then,"  she  joked,  continuing  their  trip  up  the  stairs  and  trying  to  push  past  the  guilt  of  having  kennedy  carry  her  things  with  her.  "oh,  no  way.  well,  in  that  case,  i'm  happy  to  provide  entertainment."  when  they  finally  reached  peyton's  suite,  she  turned  to  look  at  her  new  friend  and  with  a  wide  grin,  she  spoke,  "i  don't  know  how  to  thank  you  for  this,  truly.  let  me  get  you  lunch  and  then,  maybe  i  can  let  you  beat  me  at  bowling."

[ncwheres]

"I moved from our dorm to the library. This is my change of scenery." Kennedy let out a groan before bowing her head into her folded arms. The dramatics lasted all of three seconds, with her tilting her head back up to look at Omer again not long after. "Have you had lunch yet?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at him. "Maybe food is my way out of this." Calories was energy, right? She had half a muffin and three sips of her peppermint tea this morning. She definitely needed a pick-me-up.

[evphcrias]

"oh,  you've  got  it  bad  BAD,"  he  chuckled,  quickly  packing  up  everything  he  brought  with  him  knowing  it  was  time.  neither  of  them  would  be  able  to  focus  right  now,  anyway.  "i  haven't,  actually,  and  i  think  so  too.  in  the  mood  for  anything  specific?  there's  a  place  nearby  that  makes  fantastic  wraps  sometimes  i  salivate  at  the  thought,"  he  joked,  growing  hungry  by  the  minute  as  if  acknowledging  it  made  it  finally  click  in  his  brain.

[teendramas]

THE O.C. ( 2003 - 2007 ) ↳ season 2 episode 9

[marrissacooper]

You guys are up to something.

[ncwheres]

What's that saying... all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy? Has society ever considered changing that to: all work and no play makes Kennedy a very sleepy girl? It was her own fault, really. Taking on too much. Letting loose too little. They may have just come back from summer break, but as someone who spent most of the summer working, she might as well not have taken a break at all. "How early is too early to experience burnout?" Kennedy asked a nearby student, looking away from the laptop screen in front of her. "The first week of school is definitely too early, right?"

[evphcrias]

to  anyone  just  walking  in,  the  sight  of  omer's  laptop  open  before  him  with  a  textbook  laid  out  on  the  table  and  a  range  of  highlighters  and  pens  neatly  placed  next  to  it  —  it  looked  like  he  was  studying  hard.  in  reality,  he'd  picked  up  his  phone  countless  of  times  to  see  if  he  could  find  an  excuse  to  ditch  the  books.  a  voice  nearby  pulled  him  out  of  his  haze  and  far  away  enough  from  his  phone.  he  turned  to  looked  at  her,  her  words  earning  her  a  grin  out  of  him.  "there  must  be  one  hell  of  a  comeback  arc  waiting  for  you  if  you've  hit  your  burnout  this  early,"  he  joked,  leaning  back  in  his  chair  to  stretch  out  his  back.  he  knew  how  she  felt  though,  considering  his  senioritis  was  kicking  in.  "sounds  like  you  need  a  change  of  scenery."

[whichwclf]

"okay — top three horror movies. and i will be judging, harshly." ending up at the same screening at the timber creek theatre had led river and nora here, nestled at a cheap spot to eat at rocky point. they were sporadically picking at their fries, to engrossed in the current conversation to focus on food. / @evphcrias

[evphcrias]

"you  know  i'm  pretty  convincing  so  prepare  to  change  your  mind  anyway,"  nora  started,  waving  her  fry in the air  with  every  word  she  spoke  as  she  organized  her  thoughts  in  her  head.  there  was  nothing  she  loved  more  than  a  back  and  forth  about  films.  "first,  we  have  scream  —  and  i  know  what  you're  gonna  say,  'but  that's  not  horror,  nora',  and  i  understand  but  it's  such  a  classic  it  can  not  be  dismissed.  the  realism  to  it  is  what  makes  it  kind  of  fun,  even  if  the  jumpscares  are  cheap  and  predictable,"  she  stated,  seemingly  speaking  in  one  long  breath  before  she  continued  again.  "nightmare  on  elm  street  —  because  the  idea  of  not  being  able  to  sleep  is  insane  to  me."  she  paused  to  take  a  small  bite  out  of  her  fry,  "and  lastly,  the  blair  witch  project  and  solely  because  it's  so  meta,  it  has  to  make  it  into  my  top  three. with  a  final  bite  of  her  fry,  she  smirked.  "did  i  pass?""

[hcneycomb]

rowan was in no position to elicit laughter at the expense of peyton's struggles when he himself had his manly physique bruised earlier today having been given up halfway on his move to the blue den. but as he grabs the box gestured to him along with the scattered pieces he had taken with him , a teasing smirk plays on his lips as he meets peyton. "you're seriously not thinking of carrying all of that in one trip , are you? i know you're in the presence of a god , but even i rested." he releases a sigh as soon as he was finished relishing on the amusing display and grabs more boxes from her control ... or lack thereof. "how many cups of caffeine have you consumed today, peyton? one , two , ten? it's too early to be in that phase , don't you think?"

[evphcrias]

peyton  should've  known  rowan  wouldn't  make  it  so  easy  for  her  but  at  his  mere  presence,  she  relaxed  instantly  and  it  was  only  then  that  she  realized  how  tense  she'd  been  the  entire  day.  "oh  no,  do  i  hear  an  excuse  already  for  when  you  get  too  tired  of  carrying  all  my  shit  and  suddenly  announce  a  second  trip  is  necessary?"  she  questioned  teasingly,  the  weight  of  the  box  she  could  barely  hold  together  lifted  as  soon  as  rowan  stepped  in.  "not  with  the  caffeine  shaming  this  early,  ro,  it  doesn't  count  today  and  you  know  that.  though,  i  think  i've  hit  a  wall  and  it  doesn't  seem  to  be  working  anymore.  i  broke  it.  i  broke  caffeine."

[ncwheres]

Kennedy knew this struggle and she knew it well. She was guilty of doing it her first year at Timber Creek. She wasted no time bending over to snatch this item or that, the trail of belongings leading her to their owner. "I've got you," she assured the other girl, leaning down once more to collect the item that just fell. "What room are you in? Or I'll just follow your lead. And catch anything else that falls — scout's honor." She was nothing if not absolutely helpful at all times after all, to friends and strangers alike. "You know, no one likes to hear this, but there's no shame in making a second trip. Or even a third." Though there may be shame in a fourth one. At that point, it's just an excess of belongings and inefficient packing.

[evphcrias]

"third  floor,  second  suite,"  peyton  adjusted  the  weight  of  the  box  in  her  hands  as  she  prepared  to  go  up  another  flight  of  stairs.  "which,  i'm  realizing  is  a  bit  ridiculous  to  expect  to  make  it  up  three  floors  with  this  many  things  unscathed,"  she  was  practically  inviting  chaos,  thinking  she  was  being  efficient  instead.  "one  and  done  was  the  ultimate  dream  but  i  think  i  gotta  lower  my  expectations  sometimes. thank you, by the way, i'm sorry you got dragged into this."

[gisxlles]

if giselle could go back in time, she would request to have a suite on the first floor. the whole act of unloading boxes and suitcases and dragging them up to the third floor was burdensome, to say the least. opting for a lighter load this round, giselle walked down the hall, eyes following the breadcrumb - like trail of objects to the person responsible for the belongings. a face from her past turned towards her. "oh, um - yeah, of course!" she stumbles out, moving her small box under her arm. "hand me the box. i should be able to juggle both of them." her hand out to take the item from the other. "do you need me to take anything else or can you get the rest?"

[evphcrias]

at  the  sound  of  the  familiar  voice  she  was  used  to  hearing  frequently  once  upon  a  time,  peyton's  breath  caught  in  her  throat.  a  beat  or  two  later,  she  let  out  a  shaky  laugh  and  watched  as  giselle  moved  to  help.  "i'm  so  sorry,  i  don't  know  what  i  was  thinking —  "  she  started,  feeling  the  overwhelming  need  to  explain  herself  to  her  old  friend.  "a  miscalculation  on  my  part,  maybe,  but  uh,  no  -  no!  that  should  be  good,"  she  nodded,  not  wanting  to  inconvenience  her  longer  and  picking  up  the  items  left  behind.  "thank  you,  i  was  this  close  to  dropping  everything. i  hope  your  move  has  been  smoother  than  mine."

[pen4ltybox]

                   emiliano   entered   his   junior   year   with   nothing   more   than   a   suitcase   filled   with   his   finest   attire   and   a   few   boxes   containing   his   essential   belongings,   embodying   a   simplicity   that   defined   him.   having   effortlessly   transported   all   his   belongings   in   just   two   trips,   leaving   him   with   the   leisure   to   casually   wander   through   dorms,   on   the   lookout   for   friends   or   anyone   in   need   of   assistance.   if   there   was   any   he   anticipated   encountering   with   a   trail   of   scattered   items   in   the   halls,   it   would   undoubtedly   be   peyton.   she   had   consistently   carried   an   air   of   stress   since   he’s   first   met   her,   yet   he   considered   her   a   good   friend   nonetheless.   recognizing   her   amidst   the   chao,   he   didn’t   hesitate   to   extend   a   helping   hand,   swiftly   collecting   whatever   she   had   dropped.   ❝   already   on   it,   ❞   he   reassured,   a   pile   of   items   cradled   in   his   hands.   ❝   put   the   box   down;   i’ll   come   back   for   it.   ❞   as   they   made   their   way   back   to   their   suite,   a   moment   of   silence   hung   between   them.   emiliano   broke   the   quietude,   asking,   ❝   why   did   you   try   to   carry   it   all   by   yourself,   anyway   ?   ❞ 

[evphcrias]

peyton  was  way  past  regretting  trying  to  juggle  everything  in  one  trip.  in  a  matter  of  minutes,  she  felt  as  if  she'd  gone  through  five  different  emotions  only  to  land  at  one;  mortification.  asking  for  help  was  already  a  struggle  for  peyton  enough  as  is  and  if  she  let  her  mind  linger  on  it  too  long,  she  started  to  feel  embarrassed  for  taking  up  space  and  being  a  nuisance.  deciding  not  to  feed  into  her  thoughts  today,  she  eyed  emiliano  as  he  picked  up  all  of  her  scattered  items  with  ease  and  followed  into  their  shared  space.  "i'll  be  honest  with  you,  i  didn't  really  think  it  through,"  she  admitted,  leaving  out  the  part  where  she  knew  everything  couldn't  stay  put  for  the  entirety  of  her  walk  yet  was  too  stubborn  to  accept  she  would  need  help  if  she  wanted  to  get  things  done  quickly.  "in  my  defense,  the  overflowing  tower  of  items  seemed  like  it  would  hold  up  really  well."

[gisxlles]

all of giselle's stuff laid scattered around her room, not wanting to waste her time on the boring chore of putting things away. instead, she was more interested in catching up with her best friend. grabbing the item that she had been searching for, she made her way out of her room, down one floor, and to nora's room. she loudly tapped at the door and waited for the blonde to appear. "want to sneak into the ice rink?" she asked, holding up her skates. @evphcrias

[evphcrias]

there  was  nothing  more  dreadful  than  the  first  couple  of  days  of  settling  in  —  when  all  the  boring  tasks  needed  to  get  done,  nora  ran  into  all  the  people  she  specifically  did  not  want  to  see  and  the  fact  that  classes  were  starting  was  slowly  digesting.  so  when  the  familiar  knock  of  her  best  friend  sounded  through  the  room,  she  rushed  to  pull  the  door  open  with  the  widest  grin  on  her  face.  "you  speak  my  language  so  well,  gi,  it's  honestly  so  sexy."  nora  grabbed  her  own  pair  of  skates,  shutting  the  door  behind  her  and  falling  into  step  with  her.  "anything  interesting  happen  today  yet?  i  had  an  entertaining  morning  myself." 

[evphcrias]

MEMES!

[evphcrias]

if someone were to ask, peyton would easily lie about how many coffees she'd already had today. she didn't want to admit it but deep down, she knew she overdid it. her defense? she needed it. so it was no surprise she was felt a little jittery and was starting to panic a little. there were a few things she'd forgotten to bring in from her car and in an attempt to get it all in one trip, she accidentally left a trail of her belongings scattered in the hallway leading to her room. she was trying to balance everything out when a pair of footsteps was heard behind her and she quickly turned, not missing the way something else just fell out of the box in her hand, and smiled at the face in front of her. "could you, uh, maybe..." she didn't know how to explain herself and knew she probably looked a mess. the word she was looking for was help, but it was hard to get it out. "just a few things over there or uh, maybe you could.. hold this for a second?" she gestured to the box in hand, unsure what to do.

[hcpelessones]

" sorry! " sophie shouted before slamming the door to her shared room shut, expression a mix of mortified and disgusted as she turned to a familiar face, " hey! you want to grab a drink? i have a mental image i DEFINITELY need to forget. first few rounds, on me. "

[evphcrias]

having been used to her own space, adjusting to sharing a room was something nora knew would be difficult. what she was not expecting was someone coming home early enough to catch her and.. was his name harry? she wasn't sure. the shots kept coming in the night before and she could've sworn he looked better then, but the bar lights had a way of making him somewhat digestible. she hurriedly put on her clothes again and urged harry, or whatever his name was, to do the same and leave. a hand smoothed down her hair before opening the door. "you know, i take offense to that," nora started, interrupting the conversation and leaning against the door frame as she watched harry scurry outside with his clothes in hand. "i mean, maybe he was a little questionable." she shrugged, eyeing her new roommate. "not my finest moment and i can't promise it won't happen again, but as a peace offering, drinks are on me today."

[whitemokalatte]

this quote from some kind of perfect will live on in my mind and heart since it perfectly captures why rose calloway is my role model