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just a simple country boy from austin, texas

[hucklcbcrry-blog]

it had been two hours after school ended, and lucas had lost track of time, as he was trying to finish his history essay, which was due monday. he finally give in to taking a break for a while (or the rest of the day) after getting a look from another student at the loudness of his stomach grumbling. so, to phoenicia diner he goes.

lucas pops in, sits down at the counter, and orders his usual -- bacon cheeseburger with fries, onion rings, and coleslaw. he also orders a tall glass of sweet tea, a rather bad habit he’s kept from his childhood living in texas. (hey, once a southern boy, always a southern boy.) he thanks the pretty waitress and tucks into his burger. after taking a large bite, his attention is grabbed by someone sitting down next to him. “gwoob eff - nin,” he tries to get out, his words muffled by the food. (translation: good evening) about to continue to say something else, lucas freezes, suddenly unable to breathe. he begins coughing to try and get the food lodged in his throat out, and it only takes a minute or two until he’s breathing normally again. he chews slowly (and silently) before swallowing. “i guess that’ll teach me not to try talking while my mouth is full,” he states rather bashfully. “definitely should’ve listened to my mama about that.” 

[imperfecticns]

                  days continued to be a bit lonely and gloomy - nini wasn’t exactly sure whether it was just because the weather here at walton creek was completely different than utah but.. she supposed this was her home now. technically, this so-called ‘holiday café’ nini has been going to for the past month is probably where she spends most of her time. a sigh escapes her lips as she picks her pink smoothie up, only to find no open seats anywhere.  ❝  um.. hi. do you mind if i sit next to you? i mean - only if that’s okay. i won’t be a bother, i promise.  ❞  this was just another situation where nini was embarrassing herself once again.

[hucklcbcrry-blog]

looking up from his array of history notes, lucas offers the pretty brunette a smile. “you wouldn’t be a bother,” he says, his country accent slipping out along with the words. “go ahead; the seat now has your name on it.” he motions with his hand for the girl to sit down. once she’s settled in, the blond takes a sip from his coffee (black with a little bit of sugar) and lets out a sigh looking at the pile of papers in front of him. “history isn’t my best subject,” he states in explanation to the other. under his breath, he adds, “and it was a lot easier when i had mr. matthews as my teacher.”

[hucklcbcrry-blog]

( peyton meyer, he/him, girl meets world ) 

[ LUCAS FRIAR ] has been in town for about [ FOUR MONTHS ] now and they’re [ EIGHTEEN ], which explains why they’re a [ STUDENT ]. even though they’re originally from [ AUSTIN, TEXAS / NEW YORK ], they’re adjusting to walton creek quite nicely! i can’t wait to get to know them better, since i hear they’re [ LOYAL ] but can also get a bit [ HOT-HEADED ] 

rae/rachael, she/her, 22, est

[hucklcbcrry-blog]

knowbyhart‌:

she jumps to her own defense. “technically, they said ‘wow, those look too cute to eat!’ and i said ‘of course, you can, though! they are cupcakes after all!’ she rolls her eyes at the nickname then quickly corrects, “there were no elderly people.” she doesn’t want to imagine the guilt she would be feeling if… she’s not even finishing the thought. “they were for the workers at the community center who run all those classes, which is almost worse because now who is going to keep that place runnin’ for the old people who come to play their old people games?” 

“alright, but still...you’d have to be rather thick to take a bite of a garnish and keep eating it despite it feeling and tasting real,” the blond states thoughtfully. lucas lets out a murmur of realization. “ah, i see. well -- maybe you can bring them a card and flowers at the hospital?” he offers. “and you could even volunteer there, if you’d like.” a beat. “y’know, that actually wouldn’t be a bad idea. i miss my gamma back home; i’d volunteer with you, if you’d like.”

[hucklcbcrry-blog]

once upon a gumbo

“maya, it’ll be ready in 15 minutes...you know I can see you stealing spoonfuls of it behind my back, right?” the country boy shakes his head, smiling. it felt good to be cooking again, to be making his mother’s recipe for gumbo. lucas used to cook a lot back home in texas; his mom had taught him all he knows, ever since he was a young lad. her explanation had been that every future husband should know how to cook at least a handful of meals for his partner. a healthy relationship included equality — she didn’t believe in the wife doing all the cooking and cleaning.

“I’m glad you like my mama’s recipe, though. she started teaching me how to cook when I was 10 years old. after I learned my first recipe, she encouraged me to cook one meal a week. I loved it so much I starting cooking two and three dinners a week.” as lucas shared his story, he happily stirred the gumbo, adding a few last minute spices into the pot.

“alright, you’ve been quite patient,” he teases her. I’ll let you taste one bite before I serve it, just to make sure it’s to your liking.” and with that, he scoops up some of the steaming gumbo on a wooden spoon and holds it out to her to try. “make sure to blow on it. don’t want you to burn your tongue.”

@knowbyhart​

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knowbyhart‌:

maya’s eyes go wide and arms go up. “thank you! i mean, did i say the cupcakes were entirely edible? maybe. but it was a plant!” this is definitely her fault, but she’ll take putting the blame on anyone else over that in a split second, especially if it’s his idea. “if they die, promise to write to me in prison? send me those little pastries we found last month with the raspberry fillings in like a carved out bible?” she can’t for the life of her remember what they were actually named, but she remembers sending him our on four separate occasions the following week when she craved them. “i’ll obviously be running the prison within hours, so i can send you anything you’d like criminally in return.”

lucas’ eyebrows perk. “you told them the cupcakes were entirely edible?” he lets out a long breath of air and shakes his head. “geez, shortstack. they’re the elderly. as much as i respect them...they’d believe anything you tell them. i’m sure most of them still believe the earth is flat.” the brunet lets out an airy chuckle. “you’re such a drama queen,” he teases her. then with a nod, “yeah, i know which ones you’re talking about.” lucas can recall spending six hours the first trip just trying to find the damn things. “that sounds like a tempting offer,” he states seriously before chuckling.

[waltoncreek]

( noah centineo, he/him, girl meets world ) [ LUCAS FRIAR ] has been in town for about [ FOUR MONTHS ] now and they’re [ EIGHTEEN ], which explains why they’re a [ STUDENT ]. even though they’re originally from [ AUSTIN, TEXAS / NEW YORK ], they’re adjusting to walton creek quite nicely! i can’t wait to get to know them better, since i hear they’re [ LOYAL ] but can also get a bit [ HOT-HEADED ] / rae, she/her, 22, est

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊, lucas friar ! i see you’re eighteen and look a lot like noah centineo. i’m sure you’ll adjust to your new home in no time. don’t forget to check the after acceptance checklist. you have 24 hours to send in your account.

[knowbyhart]

her phone buzzes with yet another notification asking about the batch of cupcakes she’d dropped off at the community center earlier. even though she had assured everyone that they were entirely edible, the day had resulted in a few of them reporting a fever and stomach pains… maybe some hallucinations. grabbing the attention of the first person she sees, maya taps their arm. “okay, hi, so-” she cringes before continuing on, pacing as she starts to panic. “-would you happen to know if mistletoe is actually poisonous to people? because that seems like the type of thing that would make it… oh, i don’t know, not the poster plant for december cheer and exactly why it shouldn’t be the perfect size for a cupcake garnish… right?”

[hucklcbcrry-blog]

lucas’ eyes light up as he turns around to see the tiny blonde. his expression quickly turns into one of concern, however, at her dilemma. he stands there rather awkwardly as the girl paces around him, words tumbling off her tongue at an alarming speed. he takes a calculated pause as soon as she finishes talking. “well -- i believe they’re not poisonous, as in fatal. eating them probably just causes fever-like symptoms.” lucas’ eyebrows furrow. “but if you only used it as a garnish, really, it’s their fault for being stupid enough to eat them.”