frenchie

the boyfriend who looked like the girlfriend that you had in feburary of last year

[frenchinhale]

zhang-garza​:

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Great. Super. She’d seen this in one of their advertising pamphlets. Five school dances a year ! As if that were something to be proud of. Staring at the bulletin board with its brightly coloured poster, Olivia sighed. This would probably be a great opportunity to meet people and mingle with other freshmen – which meant a firm and resounding NO on her part. Yeah a 26-year-old high school dropout who threw her life in the toilet? Wasn’t exactly what she would call an interesting conversation starter.

“ Looks like fun, right? I haven’t been to a dance since I was in high school and they told me I wasn’t allowed to wear a kilt. Those bitches. ” Frenchie said as he wondering if he still had the old thing tucked away somewhere.  He turned to the person next to him who seemed totally absorbed with the flyer.  “ Do you know what you’re wearing? ”

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ethanchase​:

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Yeeaaah, it’s really sick waking up for a 7am class after being kept awake all night by my idiot ‘b-f-f’, but you know what’s even better?” Ethan’s head felt like it was spinning as he squinted through the sunlight, but he tried his best to keep his gaze on the silhouette of the person in front of him. Coffee would have been good right about now - any sort of upper, really - but with exactly $1.78 in his bank account, he knew it wasn’t much of an option. Nah, Ethan would have to settle for a nap in-between his afternoon classes… and biting at whoever came too close. ”Trying to make sense of, like, anything you’ve got going on right now. So, why don’t you play that back on slow-mo in a language my migraine can actually understand, and we can try this again - but your second shot is your last one, alright? I don’t play by the whole three-strikes thing.” 

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An elaborate excuse gone to waste for someone who didn’t seem to care and seemed equally hungover from back to class campus parties. “ Late night. Math homework. Me Copy. Pretty please ? ” Frenchie attempted for a second time with much more brevity and hoped for the best. He had already tried two other classmates who told him to fuck off, so he figured what was one more ? “ I promise I’ll buy you lunch , I heard today is chicken tenders. ”

[frenchinhale]

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Frenchie flipped through sheet music music, clicking his tongue one after another, each one seemingly more boring then the last. “ I give up. ”  He said throwing the papers across the study room table in a dramatic mess. Doing vocal presentations always left him in such an anxious state of mind, over thinking every lyric and chord progression for the perfect number to showcase his vocals. He needed to let every bitch in that black box know that he was here to eat them up and yet here he was only a day before it was his turn to perform. “ Why is it so hard to find a song that mixes both the masculine and feminine ? I need something that screams ‘ I can be your leading man AND lady if you just gave me the chance ’ without sounding so . . . desperate. ” He sighed as he slumped into his seat, painful memories from his high school days suddenly resurfacing. If there was one thing he knew about academic theater departments, it was that they hated the stench of desperation and anyone who took a whiff could tell that he reeked of it.

[frenchinhale]

santidleon​:

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It would be a whole lot easier if he’d just transfer to another class, but Santiago de Leon doesn’t back down from a challenge even if that challenge is teaching cosmetology because criminology was right next to it when picking. He has a textbook open in the cafeteria – and really, when does cosmetology need a textbook – when he feels a pair of eyes on him. Defenses prickling, he’s already looking up from where he was reading about primers and why they’re important and locks eyes with the other. 

“What? Can’t a man read a book about makeup? Is this a problem for you, punk? Or am I about to make it our problem?” 

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Frenchie knew a baby Queen when he saw one. No idea where to begin and even less so on what shades to use. It reminded him of his early days trying to navigate the world of makeup. A little bambi shaking as they feared the challenge of eyeliner on hooded lids. He hadn’t even realized he was staring when the older gentleman called him out on it. Frenchie glanced around, unsure if he was in fact the punk being referred to. Apparently he was serving butch today which he would have found amusing if he wasn’t in totally buying for the leading man in this season’s musical. “ Oh not at all. No judgement here. We all gotta start somewhere right ? ” Suddenly he was inviting himself over to sit at the opposite side of the table. He gently tipped the book forward to glance at the ancient material the man was using to gather  “ You know . . . tween girl magazines are probably a much better place to start then whatever dust ridden underground library you excavated this from. ” he informed him with no trace of humor in his voice, simply facts. “ Have you tried watching some of the YouTube gurus yet ? MannyMUA has some excellent videos for someone with a bit more stubble. ”

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