issa anderson

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Text | Issa & Harper

Harper: please please PLEASE tell me you saw the AHS season premiere

Harper: I need to talk about it with someone ASAP

Issa: Oh no no no. I like to sleep and not have nightmares

[bonham-in-the-sky-with-gilmour]

[vanessacarlson-blog]

I thought it was a good idea at the time when I was registering for my courses. I didn’t realize how much harder it would be to wake up that early now that I’m not in high school. 

[issa-is-archive]

I’m all about that early afternoon class thing. Nothing before 11. I need my beauty sleep.

[amirbradley-blog1]

I mean, everyone deserves the chance to sleep somewhat comfortably, but it’d be nice to be able to sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee from time to time. 

[issa-is-archive]

Oh, absolutely, but it doesn’t make for the nicest like, work environment. I completely agree. One that isn’t overpriced and tastes like ass, i.e. Starbucks.

[emi-maxwell-deactivated20161105]

Same here, same here. I know it’s coming soon. I can see it now.

[issa-is-archive]

Looming on the horizon right around midterm time.

[amirbradley-blog1]

I think the worst part about living in such a big city is that all the coffee shops are tiny with basically no space to sit and hang out between classes. 

[issa-is-archive]

And if they do have seating, they’re usually gross. Or filled with homeless people sleeping.

[vanessacarlson-blog]

I’m starting to realize why I had such an easy time getting into all of my classes. Morning classes are literally the worst. 

[issa-is-archive]

You signed up for all morning classes? Are you crazy?

[justwithmyfriendsonline-deactiv]

please be nice, please please be nice, there’s enough evil shit in this world we don’t need more toxicity and hatred. please just treat people kindly.

[solsikkepop]

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Manhattan Night Life → Issa & Noah

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TAGGING → Issa Anderson & Noah Abrams 

LOCATION → Around Manhattan 

TIME FRAME → Saturday, Sep. 10th 

NOAH ABRAMS:

“If anyone is showing anyone off, it’s me showing you off.” Noah replied just as teasingly. His eyes scanned the line that they bypassed easily to get into the club. The music was loud, his hand unlaced from hers as he moved it to the small of her back. He leaned in a little bit to hear her over the music, smirking a bit that she was already starting to dance a tiny bit. He nodded then motioned to the bar. His hand stayed on her back, keeping her close as they walked along the outside of the dancing crowd toward the bar.

There was an open spot at the bar that he quickly took for them and a few moments later the bartender came up to them to get their drink order. Noah ordered a zombie and then looked at Issa, moving at of her way so she could give her own order. The bartender made the drinks quickly, Noah grabbed his and took a a quick sip. “Here’s to not being boring for a night.” He said with a laugh, giving cheers before taking a real drink. It had been far too long since they had properly gone out, there were a few times he was out with his friend but even then he had definitely toned it down. Tonight he was not going to do such a thing, he was going to have as much fun as he could with his girlfriend.

ISSA ANDERSON:

Issa enjoyed moving through the crowd with Noah, one of her hands laced through his, the other one of his hands on her back as they dodged people so they could get to the bar. Issa ordered her normal whiskey sour, before turning back to Noah once the waiter slid the drinks in front of them. “Cheers to that,” Issa said with a laugh, taking a big sip and wincing a little. “Strong,” she said with a shudder, leaning back against the bar and looping a finger from her free hand through one of Noah’s belt loops, tugging him a little closer to her.

They both definitely liked to party, it was how they first started hanging out, and in the past couple months that had changed, choosing to spend time in with each other rather than going out. As they stood there at the bar, listening to the music and working on their drinks, Issa was more and more glad that they decided to come out. It was a nice change from their normal routine, and it had been way too long since she had gone out dancing. “Every girl in this vicinity is checking you out right now,” Issa said with a raise of her eyebrow, sipping from her drink again. “I feel like I need to mark my territory,” she teased, still holding onto Noah’s belt loop. 

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violetworthington:

I know that feeling. Classes have been kicking my ass lately.

They’re the worst! Especially after a low key summer. Adjusting to classes just isn’t happening this semester.

[fadedfemales]

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astraesser:

Oh god, don’t jinks me. I’d probably die if I fucked up that bad.

Hey, I’m just saying - if ya aren’t ready to graduate yet, there are definitely things you could do about it. 

[astraesser]

Take advantage of the time you have though. The closer I get to graduation and the “real world” the more I wish I could just go back and avoid it all.

[issa-is-archive]

Hey, there’s still time. You could fuck something up enough that you don’t graduate.

[violetworthington-deactivated20]

No, I just caught you staring at me. That’s all. It’s just funny that you can stare but not listen? 

[issa-is-archive]

Ugh, I’m sorry. I was totally zoned out. Didn’t mean to be creepily staring at you.

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