Eternal

Say what you will, but I didn’t think the movie was all that bad.

#c: frederick #HI LOVE #//hugs//

But there was no definitive ending!

esperanzaborden

“I never thought I’d get sick of the library but I think I actually forgot the outdoors existed. Being free to do nothing for a little while is actually great!”

“Any plans while you’re free?”

#c: esperanza #HIHI

gailrubensofoz

“Eeeeeeeeeep!”

#c: gail #just wants gail to be happy tbh

“In case you ever feel like you’re missing home, you know?”

gailrubensofoz

“Not if it’s her super-special seventeenth birthday!”

#c: gail #I HOPE I AM NOT TOO CHEESY

“Well then happy birthday.” She stated, handing her a small pink box.

“If you think you can handle me after an entire cake, go wild. I’m not gonna tell you not to buy me things. Just gonna say I don’t think my mom would like you getting me all wound up.”

#c: henry #//grabs le adoption papers for glory//

“Then I must discuss belated birthday plans with your mother, of course.”

“Well, you missed it. It was in February. You’ll just have to find some way to make it up to me.”

#c: henry #LIKE A PUPPY AWWH

“What about a belated birthday cake?”

gailrubensofoz

“Here I am!”

“Well happy birthday, my dear! Is it against the rules to give presents to students?”

#c: gail

“You don’t even know when my birthday is, Miss Faye…”

#c: henry #BUT GLORY SEES GOOD IN EVERYONE

“Well when is it then?”

“…No, but if it was, would you show up? Or is this just a special Gail thing?”

“You know it hurts my self-esteem when you pick other students over me. And my work ethic. And my feelings.”

#c: henry #GLO WOULD ADOPT HENRY YA KNOW

“Of course, I mean I’d only show up if you wanted me to.”

“Henry... I don’t pick other students over you. I love all my students unconditionally.”

…Why are you here? …No teachers show up to my birthdays…

…Am I missing out on something?

#c: henry #IVE BEEN SO BUSY TOO #but ohh at least were here

“I don’t think it’s your birthday, Henry. Is it now?”

“Oh, where’s the birthday girl?”

#pagesonstarter #CAN I STILL POST THIS?!?!

GLORY: 1 new TXT from: EMI

Emi: NO

Emi: Gloria, how would you react if you were 16 and in a new relationship and you suddenly got ambushed by the Sex Talk, when it's all stuff you already know

Emi: she has the internet, after all

Glory: ... I'd probably have more sex

Glory: But you can't say "like mother like daughter"

Glory: We're totally different...

#txt: emily

Solitude is Bliss| Frederick & Gloria

“Really, it’s no problem, plus the weather is looking like it’s going to get gross,” Frederick said walking up to the spot where he previously laid. He wasn’t oblivious to the fact that she probably felt a bit uncomfortable with him, yet it seemed like they were back in high school at times.

“Glo,” he started, “my car is right there and I don’t want you getting hurt or something like that.”

#txt: emily #WAT #GAIL WAT

Gloria looked up and sure enough a low rumble in the sky caused her to make a decision, “Well... Alright. Thanks.”

She hopped into his car and took in the smell that marked it as Frederick’s. It was a familiar scent she would associate with home. The blonde looked around and noted how much of his vehicle resembled the man. She blushed, remembering the times they did the deed in the back of his car. Gloria smiled as he climbed in, “Nice ride. Very... You. Let me guess, the radio station is all country.”

#p: frederick #sb

GLORY: 1 new TXT from: EMI

Emi: Gloria, Gail willingly spends her Monday nights in meetings for a social justice organization

Emi: I think she knows about condoms

Glory: Condoms don't prevent pregnancies!!!

Glory: I would know...

Glory: I should talk to him/her, right??

Prom (or Nah?) | Glorick

Frederick witnessed a frazzled Gloria trying to add the finishing products onto the prom event though the festivities had already somewhat started. Not to add to his typical stereotypes anymore, but he always did find her adorable when she stomped around all angry, or at the very least frustrated. While she wasn’t looking he pulled out his flask and dumped in a bit more of the vodka he had prepared for the night.

Since making the deal with Gloria, he had almost stopped drinking altogether, but it was a nasty habit to kick cold turkey. At the most three or four drinks rather than a bottle and a half a day–twice that on weekends. Thankfully it was fairly shitty alcohol so he didn’t venture to want a drink as it wasn’t exactly top shelf. He wasn’t paying much attention and allowed his head to fall forward and his hand was pressing against the table for support. Someone ran into him and he looked up abruptly to see none other than Gloria.

Frederick waited until she stopped and realized who he was and grinned widely when she did, “Don’t worry, Glo, I’m here to make sure none of these ruffians get into things too early.” He winked at her and then reached to get the boxes he dropped.

Gloria rolled her eyes, “With prom, anything is possible. I wouldn’t be surprised if some couple is in the janitor’s closet right now. You should go check on that.” She teased, picking up the box from the floor. The blonde passed the decorations to a student and instructed her to place them where she see fit.

She turned back to Frederick and smiled, “You look dapper! Age definitely suits you. But... Here.” She closed the space between their bodies and fixed Frederick’s tie. From the close proximity, she could smell the faint scent of alcohol. But Gloria turned the cheek, she couldn’t involve herself in whatever he was doing beforehand.

She brushed the shoulders of his jacket and nodded approvingly. Taking a step back, Gloria admired the way he looked tonight, “Save me a dance?” She teased.

#p: frederick #pn

Solitude is Bliss| Frederick & Gloria

Frederick scrunched his nose at her in a teasing manner and, in rebuttal, he shook his wet hair in her direction. As inappropriate as he knew it was he couldn’t help but find himself glancing over at the soaring shirt pinned to Gloria’s body. He shook the thought off, not in his wet pants, because if he could see her she could faintly see him.

“Oh, shit,” Frederick panicked and grabbed at his pockets feeling a heavy block in his pocket then sighed in dismay pulling out his drowned I-Phone. “Well, I would let you, but, “he dangles the phone between two of his fingers.

He shrugged, “I could always drive you home.”