Well in that case...

Michael Wazowski || 24 || Fourth Year The name's Michael Wazowski. I don't expect you to get the last name right, so just call me Mike. Currently banned from the library.

[heymikewazowski]

randall--boggs‌:

“What are you doing here Wazowski?” Randall grumbled out, very sure of what he was doing there but still not willing to believe it. “Can’t you just go sleep in Sullivan’s coattails or something? Seems to work out for you most of the time.” 

“I mean...this is my room assignment?” He responded, unsure of how to answer. “I do not! And, uh, you know...he actually flew back to the States for something. At least that’s what Arista said. Something about a call for--well...you don’t really care about all that.”

[heymikewazowski]

richie-shepard‌:

“What? Are you offering?” Richie smirked at Mike, giving him a look that was only half-joking. “I didn’t mean to scare the shit out of you…okay, maybe just a little; just to keep things interesting.” He hummed in thought for a moment, tapping his chin in the process. “Do I feel lucky? Well, do you, punk?” Richie’s eyes widened a bit as an idea formed, looking at the other guy. “Let’s start with the basic stuff we will actually do while sober. You see that nice pack of girls trying to take a selfie? Offer to help them but deny taking a picture without you being in it.”

“W-what? I, uh, no. Not me.” He ran his hand through his hair, cheeks reddening. “Something tells me that I’m not about to be lucky.” Eyebrows furrowing together, Mike shook his head. Approaching a group of girls, sober? No way. Not a chance. “I, uh, what? You, uh, you want me to go talk to them? Are you sure? That’s what you’re going with?”

[heymikewazowski]

alonzo-tito-federico‌:

“¡Hola, amigo!” Tito replied loudly, letting out a laugh. “Hey, it’s cool. as long as you get the vibe you don’t have to understand all the words.” He added happily, running a hand though his hair. “Man, are you hyped up too or what?”

“And what if I don’t understand any of the words?” He asked, eyebrow lifting. “Oh man. I’m super excited! It’s nice to get out of Santa Monica every once in a while, ya know?”

[boo-sullivan]

@heymikewazowski

“Broski…Broseph…Brotato chip…” Bella approached him with a singsongy voice as she tapped on Mike’s shoulder. “Where are we going today? I brought a month’s worth of clothes and we haven’t had any bronding time.” She knew she was overdoing it with the puns…and couldn’t care less.

[heymikewazowski]

“A month’s worth of clothes? We’re here for half of that. What do you need that many clothes for?!” He shot her a skeptical look. “Well...I was going to attempt to use this map, but...” Mike tossed it aside. “I was gonna grab some food...MAYBE see something touristy and then hit up a bar...or several.”

[richie-shepard]

“YOU. Your sweet ass has been deemed the chosen one!” Richie called out dramatically as he pulled on the backpack straps of a guy he was pretty sure he recognized from Santa Monica. He grinned maniacally, looking between Mike and the city in front of them. Richie had always been restless, but this trip and the pills he took before they landed, were pushing him over the edge. “How does a two-week long dare competition sound to you? What happens in Barcelona…will probably haunt you forever, but what the Hell, right?”

@heymikewazowski

[heymikewazowski]

He’d heard the man yelling of course; he’d have to be deaf in order not to. As his backpack straps were tugged on, he let out a scream of surprise. “Fuck, dude!” Mike laughed, dropping his hand from his chest. “A dare competition, huh? Let the record show that I’m a punk but what’d ya have in mind?”

[randall--boggs]

Randall had checked out the list quickly before they’d left for Barcelona, so he knew he was rooming with Barrel, which he didn’t mind… And someone else. He just hadn’t checked who. He walked into the room and decisively threw his stuff over the bed he liked the most, turning around at the sound of someone else entering. When he saw who it was a high-pitched NO seemed to resonate inside his head, but all he let out was a: “You’ve got to be fucking with me…” That was barely above a whisper.

@heymikewazowski

[heymikewazowski]

Fishing his keys out of his pocket, Mike unlocked the door. He stepped inside of it, eyes skipping past the figure in the room as he checked out the room. “Alri--” He started to say as he tossed his bag on an empty bed-- “Ah, what the fuck. This is a mistake right. This is Room...2. Fuck. This is a joke. They fucked up.” Hesitantly, he picked up his bag and moved it to the bed furthest from Randall’s. “Uh...hi?”

[alonzo-tito-federico-blog]

“¡La gente habla español aquí!” Tito screamed out excitedly, garnishing a few weirded out looks from some of the passerby but also a pat in the back from a group of guys walking down the Rambla. He turned to his companion with a grin. “Sorry, I just get so excited when I can speak Spanish freely, it makes me feel at home.”

[heymikewazowski]

“I don’t know what you’re saying but I’m excited, too!” Mike laughed loudly as the group of people cast them glances. “That’s good, I guess. Meanwhile I’m over here with the basics. Hola!” 

[heymikewazowski]

viv-flights‌:

“I’m not gonna comment on that.” Viv replied, grimacing. She grunted out and moved to sink her elbow into one of the dude’s stomach. “All this freaking place. Come on, let’s go to Pleasure Island.” 

“Mike Wazowski waits for no man!” He put a hand to his own stomach, grateful that nobody had elbowed him in the stomach. “Pleasure Island works for me!”

[heymikewazowski]

alonzo-tito-federico‌:

 “Hopefully it will, so he sees he can’t just stroll through life without doing anything just because he thinks people should care about his legacy.” Tito replied bitterly. “It’s not huge, but it is important.”

“Those damn legacies. Can you imagine actually thinking the world owes you something because of who your parents are.” Mike should his head. “Well that sucks for him, I guess. Sorry you have to do extra work.”

[tamxcalhoun]

“Why’re you staring? I was only hiding out in my dorm for a couple of days, I didn’t die.”

[heymikewazowski]

“Has anyone told you that you’re really aggressive? Also...I wasn’t sure if that was a stain on your shirt or a shadow so forgive me for trying to figure it out before I told you about it.”

[heymikewazowski]

kiaralyon‌:

“Great, thanks,” Kiara said. She smiled at the stranger, “I’m okay with loud, I could use a distraction from all the stress of midterms. I’m Kiara, what’s your name?

“Y’know I was kicked out of the library on multiple occasions for being an ‘unnecessary distraction’. Looks like I’ll continue that legacy...although hopefully I won’t get kicked out this time.” He grinned before holding his hand out. “Mike. Nice to meet ya.”

[heymikewazowski]

viv-flights‌:

“I know. Really, who do they think they are? The Rolling Stones?” The girl scoffed and pushed a group of kids back after they hit her back one too many times. “I’m ditching and getting a drink instead.” She decided.

“I don’t even think I’d wait for the Rolling Stones.” He glanced over his shoulder as the group bumped into Viv. The worst part about concerts, in his opinion. “The whole concert or just this spot up front?” After a moment’s pause, Mike continued. “Doesn’t matter. I’ll come with you. I mean, you know if that’s okay.”

[heymikewazowski]

alonzo-tito-federico‌:

“I mean it’s kind of sad, but apart from that we have a fucking project due and he hasn’t done anything to help come through.” Tito mumbled angrily, staring at the boy’s retreating back. “I’m definitely kicking him out of the project.” 

“Oh shit,” he laughed. “How big is the project?” His gaze drifted briefly to the student who was walking away. “Is his grade gonna take a hit?”

[heymikewazowski]

raphilights‌:

“Well, no… I’ve been trying to come up with new phrases all day.” She leaned over the counter, resting her chin on her fists. “Can you come up with a better one?”

“Come on now, Raphi. You know that people love a good pun. Even when they hate it, they love it.”

[heymikewazowski]

kiaralyon‌:

Kiara just got her drink of choice from The Teacup—an iced coffee—and searched around for a place to sit. There was one chair open, but somebody was already sitting at the table. “Hey, do you mind if I sit here with you?” She asked, flashing them a smile.

“Huh?” Mike looked up from his phone, realizing what she’d asked as the words crossed his lips. “Oh, yeah. Have a seat. I don’t bite. I mean, I’m loud but I don’t bite.” 

[heymikewazowski]

alonzo-tito-federico‌:

“Dude… I can literally see you just swipping right on all your Tinder options…” Tito sighed. “Can you focus on the project for a minute?” He realized it was futile and he let out an angry grunt, standing up and grabbing his things. “You know what? You finish your part and send it to me before 10 today, or you’re out of the team. I don’t have time for this.” 

“Is right good or bad? I don’t understand dating apps.”

[heymikewazowski]

viv-flights‌:

Viv leaned back in her chair with a bored sigh. The place was full, the concert was supposed to start an hour ago and even so the band was yet to come out. “Whatever happened to punctuality?” She asked bitterly, followed by a sigh and a grimace. “God. I sound like my mom.” 

“I mean, I don’t think it’s a lot to ask for them to show up at least reasonably on time. Like...I get a five minute window but damn.”