ro-rivera:
“Kinda late to be out here all alone isn’t it?”
“Is it?” Jackson checked his watch. He’d been running for hours, he didn’t realize how late it was. “What are you doing out here?”
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ro-rivera:
“Kinda late to be out here all alone isn’t it?”
“Is it?” Jackson checked his watch. He’d been running for hours, he didn’t realize how late it was. “What are you doing out here?”
freyahalverson:
“So… What’s up with you? No offence but you look like you’ve been hit by a truck.”
“What do you think? Soccer practice that lasted for hours. Try looking like some other thing than looking like you’ve been hit by a truck after running for hours.”
adrianvanveen:
“Do you ever feel like our whole lives have been planned out for us?“
“Maybe. Do you?”
andrew-murdock:
“What? — Let me live, man.”
“Shame. And you’d expect from your brother to share.”
aleclillard:
“You know, you can get pretty funny jokes on a popsicle stick. Wanna hear one?” Alec asked, not giving the other person time to reply. “What did Mr. & Mrs. Hamburger name their daughter? … Patty.”
“Hilarious. Where did you learn how to make such jokes?”
melxmac:
“You don’t have asthma or anything right?”
“No, although I’d appreciate it if you exhaled in another direction. I don’t like the smoke in my face.”
petal-mitchell:
“God.. I really shouldn’t have drank that much. Now I have this hangover from hell. Can you please keep your voice down?”
“Yeah, maybe you shuodn’t have if you’re gonna be a bitch about it.”
parkermlangley:
“Pinnacle of adulthood – eating chocolate, in my boxers, in bed, while grading papers.”
“Grading papers? You teach?”
rosesarfati:
“Am I the only person who is freaking out about the new Gilmore Girls trailer?”
“What is that, Rose?”
jxhnnywalker:
“I found a couple different recipes online and I can’t decide which one’s the best. What do you think?”
“We’re blessed to have a cook in Lambda. Are these for the party?”
bryan-murray:
“I… I am.” Bryan gulped. “Oh, well, that’s unfortunate.” He smiled. “Because it mixes so many forms of art together! Theater, acting, music, singing, dancing… and the costumes are always great. The stories are exciting, and the music really makes the emotions come to surface.”
“Arts huh.” Jackson raised his eyebrows with an amused smile on his face. “Say, do you think girls like those kind of things?”
magnoliasawyer:
“You know what? I am going to take your advice and do that. Thanks Jackson.”
“Anytime. Whenever you have to deal with dumb asses, I’m here.”
jxhnnywalker:
Johnny wasn’t sure what the look he was on the receiving end of meant, but it amused him to no end. “Have a lot of guys really been hitting on her or are you just really paranoid? I’m just trying to figure out where this is coming from, but I mean I’m happily married so you really don’t have to worry about me.”
“They haven’t and they never will. They can’t hit on my girlfriend, alright?” Jackson said firmly. “It has nothing to do with paranoia, I trust Charlotte. Good, good.” Jack nodded. “How is it going? Married life?”
alec-lillard:
“Treachery. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. If that ain’t the most dramatic shit I’ve ever heard.” Alec replied, shaking his head. He knew that there were quite a few guys on Greek row that thought that strongly about house rivalries, but he wasn’t one of them. “I guess if that’s what Charlotte wants than that’s what she can have. I don’t give a shit about you two being a couple. If she’s happy, whatever. I’m still going to go to Gamma and spend most of my time there because my girl is there, so don’t think you scare me in anyway. You can think what you want, but you don’t know me and to just assume I’d be into Charlotte shows insecurity, man. You need to chill the fuck out and stop trying to intimidate anyone that so much as breathes around Charlotte. That’s what’s truly pathetic.”
“That’s what I said. You repeating to show me that you understood what I said? Let me tell you that once last time, man. It’s between me and Charlotte, and you have no say in it. You don’t get to open that mouth of yours about what’s between the two of us, understood?” Jack hissed. “Do whatever the fuck you wanna do, fuck whoever you wanna fuck, but you’re staying the fuck away from my Charlotte.” The Kappa was pissing him off. “You talk a lot. I’m not here for your lecture. I ain’t gonna learn anything from you.”
bryan-murray:
“I… I d- didn’t say anything! I like it! I think it’s a great c-c- costume.” Bryan lied. ”It’s my all time favorite musical, and if you’re into musicals you’ll like it a lot…” He said. “…but something tells me you’re not…” He muttered.
“Hope you’re telling the truth.” Jackson said with an intimidating expression on his face. He smirked when he saw how terrified the boy was although he had no idea why he was acting the way he did. “I’m not. Once my ex forced me to watch one of those. Slept through the entire thing. Why do you like them?”
text | jackson
Charlotte: i think the changing of the seasons has me a little under the weather, head cold and all
Charlotte: aww, i miss you too
Charlotte: what are you doing right now?
Jackson: u okay babe?
Jackson: why didn't you tell me? want me to take you to the hospital?
Jackson: nothin babe
Jackson: beer.. ballgame reruns..
Jackson: u?
text | jackson
Charlotte: always
Charlotte: i'm okay, could be better
Charlotte: how are you?
Jackson: could be better huh? why is it babe?
Jackson: I'm good
Jackson: missing you