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📱 -- kennedy .

ASHER: a genius idea the guy who created them deserves fckn medal or sumthin

ASHER: english and ya know it's surprising how many college kids spell their name wrong on a daily basis smh

KENNEDY: I don't know why they're so delicious when they're the exact same as regular nuggets... Psychology is weird. Wait, really? That's... strange. I used to spell my name with one N, but I was five.

#ashvcr #( &. only calling cause you're drunk and alone | PHONE )

📱 -- open .

ASHER: come help me grade these papers

ASHER: i'll make it worth your while

ASHER: and by that i mean i'll cook you a nice meal consisting of chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs

KENNEDY: Chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs? Way to my heart. What subject are we talking though; I'm not great at math.

#ashvcr #( &. only calling cause you're drunk and alone | PHONE )

✉️ open

Max: i fucked up and got drunk at work and can't drive home

Max: so im walking home alone on the dangerous streets of bone

Max: wanna join?

Kennedy: You know that's not safe, right? Do you need someone to come and pick you up, instead?

#maxantcnio #( &. only calling cause you're drunk and alone | PHONE )

ffsmyers;

“Oh, I know it’s a first world problem.” The brunette reassured the girl, chuckling whilst doing so. “True, but now all I want is chicken nuggets and fries. You see? I’ve got a dilemma on my hands.”

“Is there an unknown rule about getting both?” Kennedy is slightly perplexed by the girl; wasn’t that a whole meal deal that fast food companies put together, under the guise you needed both? Who was she to go against heavy corporations? “If you need money, I can lend you the $5 or something.”

#food cw #( &. talk is cheap | FFSMYERS. )#ffsmyers #( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

ffsmyers;

“Have you ever been so hungry that you don’t even know what you want to eat anymore? Like if someone gave me money each time I couldn’t come to a decision, I wouldn’t have to work a day in my life. But still — a cheeseburger, avocado bagel or chicken nuggets? Like seriously, it’s hell.”

“That’s an awfully first world looking problem that you’ve got there. I do think we’ve all been there though. I tend to just go with fries; you can’t go wrong with fries. Unless you’re allergic to potatoes... in which case, maybe you can go wrong with fries.”

#( &. talk is cheap | FFSMYERS. )#ffsmyers #( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

vincevt;

his hand reached for the bottle of excedrin and he shook one pill into his hand before popping it into his mouth. “ thank you. “ he whispered, leaning back in his seat. his head was still pounding but in about half an hour, the pill would kick in and the pain would diminish, if not completely disappear. “ a deceased patient’s relative decided to seek revenge. i think i’ll survive. ”

Was there something ethically wrong with just handing over the odd pill or two? Probably. Would it result in her getting fired? If this was anywhere else... most definitely. But he was a doctor, and that meant that there was more leeway. It wasn’t as though she were fuelling an addiction. “You sure? I mean.. I know CPR. That’s about as far as my assistance goes.”

#vincevt #( &. talk is cheap | VINCEVT. )#( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

vincevt;

“ shhhh. ” he groaned. his voice low as his fingertips glided over his temples; eyes shut tight to avoid the sunlight. “ i’m nursing a pounding headache, not to mention a POTENTIALLY fractured nose && i wish i could say the other guys looks worse but he doesn’t because i’m not a barbarian. ”

“Sorry,” Kennedy’s voice is no more than a whisper but there's nothing she can do to help him except hand over medication. “I’ve got Excedrin and Advil---- pick your poison.” Both bottles lay out on the counter, retrieved from the depths of the back area. “Do you mind me asking what happened though? If your nose is fractured, you need a hospital. I can give you so many drugs, but... still.”

#vincevt #( &. talk is cheap | VINCEVT. )#( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

vansweetcn;

“ excuse me? ” briefly does a grin stay on her face as her eyes revert to a barista. “ does someone who doesn’t share a brain with the characters from DUMB & DUMBER happen to be employed here? because if i’m forced to repeat my very simple grande, single shot, 4 pumps, sugar free , peppermint nonfat, extra hot , no foam, light whip, stirred, white mocha latte one more time, i will make the trump presidency look like a BRADY BUNCH episode. ” and with that she slams a wad of cash on to the counter before turning to the closest person to her. “ so, anyway, then i was like, i’m sorry carolina herrera but the only people you’d catch in the same vicinity as jennifer lawrence would be the morons who thought casting scarlett johansson in ghost in the shell was a good idea. ”

They were all waiting for coffee. Those who weren’t, were simply waiting for home time and were the ones serving the aforementioned liquid. Though a petite blonde with a wad of cash seemed to prefer to believe that perhaps it was only her in the establishment. Kennedy wasn’t an outspoken person. She kept her head down, tried to piss off as little people as possible, and ultimately thought that though the blonde was awful in personality ( at least from the snippet she had experienced ) there was a side of Kennedy that empathised---- must suck, having people get your order wrong. A first world problem doesn’t stop being a problem, even if it is terribly shallow. “Don’t you get scared?” It’s a question spoken from behind both patrons, promptly occurring as soon as her rant about famous faces was over. “I get it; empathise with you that obviously you want your coffee order correct, but don’t you get scared? Scared they’ll add sugar or foam or spit in it, or something? Aren’t you more likely to receive a kinder service if you exhibit compassion?”

#vansweetcn #( &. talk is cheap | VANSWEETCN. )#( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

sagewheeler;

“You know, kids say the absolute craziest things.” She laughs, a small sigh that escapes as she shakes her head. Sage has both of her hands around her coffee mug as she lifts it to cool it down with a small blow from her lips. “Like today, a student said to one of their friends that her aunt, a humanitarian, eats humans. How funny is that?”

“How old are these children, though? If it’s someone over the age of thirteen, I’d be concerned.” Kids were something that Kennedy had always somewhat adored. They were... funny and viewed the world with such an innocence, an innocence that was unattainable to those who had lived past eighteen. “Maybe her aunt does eat humans though. You never know nowadays. Might be a new wrinkle-free fad.”

#( &. talk is cheap | SAGEWHEELER. )#( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )#sagewheeler

miloyalvng;

milo crossed his arms, an amused look on his face. he could see where she was getting from. he did acknowledge the trashy interior design, but he just assumed it was the look they were going for. “ i mean, i think they’re making up for it with drinks, drugs, and dancing — the triple d’s, as i like to call it. ” he already knew that no one ( besides this girl in line ) were going to care about the cheap display. milo gestured in the general direction with his hand when she asked to go fix it. “ go wild. i don’t think anyone’s gonna stop you. ” when she walked away, he widened his stance to compensate for the missing person in line. he admired her consideration, something good to have. “ wow, what a good citizen. ” it sounded like milo was teasing her, but he was being sincere.

Brows raise at the triple Ds, as he called them ---- dancing and drinking she could understand, but was everybody in this town addicted to something? It wasn’t as though Kennedy hadn’t dabbled ( everyone did ) but some things you had to grow out of. Wayward youth was exactly that; your youth. “Thanks..” Gratitude falls, but it’s quiet. Silent, almost as the brunette is somewhat embarrassed by the notion that she cares so much and everybody else simply doesn’t. Fastening the streamer to the wall behind it, Kennedy returns to her space and his comment causes discomfort, though it’s simply squashed down and ignored because the idea of being in a bad mood tonight doesn’t seem great. “I don’t think that being a good citizen is simply summed up just by a streamer. Thank you though. I mean... there are certainly worse things to be called than a good citizen.”

#( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )#miloyalvng #( &. talk is cheap | MILOYALVNG. )

bbyfynch;

Layla was nervous; she hadn’t been able to find anyone else she knew yet, and was grateful the other girl spoke up. “God, I know. They tried to slap this together so quickly, they underestimated how many rooms were in this place but still wanted to try to decorate them all at once.” She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “I almost didn’t come tonight, to be honest.”

Such a confession of how she was reluctant in attendance allows confusion to paint Kennedy’s features; it was one that she can tell is attempting for the brunette to push. Get to know the other woman and learn about her hesitation. Luckily for her, that was exactly the type of person that Kennedy was. “Why not? Are town gatherings, imitation of heaven and hell, not your idea of a good time?” A cold beer finds itself into the hand of the brunette now, offering a small smile to the person who gifted it to her, though they’re clearly disinterested as her eyes fall to the ground and she takes a sip.

#bbyfynch #( &. talk is cheap | bbyfynch )#( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

miloyalvng;

milo tapped his foot to keep busy. he wasn’t in a rush to get to the drinks, but he felt like this specific line was taking awhile. he tried people watching at first, but so many people were coming and going. ( too much commotion and activity for his eyes to adjust and follow. ) milo heard a female voice critiquing the decorations, chuckling softly. “ uh.. i highly doubt it. ” he said, turning to look at the girl who was also dressed in white. “ i wouldn’t have been surprised if whoever decorated this place did it five minutes before people showed up. ” milo pointed at a streamer on the wall that was beginning to fall, as if to confirm his statement about the thoughtless decorations.

“Well, that’s highly unfortunate.” It appeared that the general consensus of fellow rave-goers was that they were to relish in the idea of being demons----- this was a fact that made Kennedy grateful for her current companion to instead opt for a similar fashion she had picked. “Why do you think someone would do that? I mean.. isn’t the point of an event to make it the best which it could be for everyone to have an enjoyable time?” Her eyes follow the direction in which he points; Kennedy wants to replace the streamer, fasten it tightly, but losing a place in the queue now would be simply ridiculous. “Do you think you could hold my place, while I refasten that? Just because it’s so hastily decorated doesn’t mean we shouldn’t preserve what ornaments we do have.”

#( &. talk is cheap | MILOYALVNG. )#miloyalvng #( &. when you bite your tongue does it draw blood? | CONVERSATIONS. )

A heavy competition, picking between angels vs demons. Did you go with righteousness, a life of purity, or did you instead choose to seek fun inside of danger? After scouring every inch of her wardrobe, Kennedy decided that good didn’t mean boring and so she chooses a tinsel halo. However it doesn’t stop surprise and unease from gracing her features when she actually arrives at the promoted ‘rave’. Even now, after three months, she was still attempting to get used to the suburban Utah town. Attempting to become accustomed to the idea that everything here always seemed to have a dark shadow beneath. “This is... uh..” Eyes scan the room, looking for something good to focus on. “It’s really something. Was there no formal decorating committee?” The brunette is questioning the person beside her in line for drinks; wasn’t this how you made friends?

#bone:start #bone:event001

hi hey! i’m luna, born & raised in england. big believer in cups of tea. i like dogs, i like the rain, i like cigarettes and whiskey too. anyways, i’m dull; you can learn about kennedy under the cut!

#( &. half ghost half god | OOC. )#bone:intro

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