Something Intersting Should Happen In This Place...
someone throw a party or something please?
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Something Intersting Should Happen In This Place...
someone throw a party or something please?
What? I can take care of myself Jackson! They didn’t get me. I’m still here aren’t I?
You are! But apparently they will keep trying. You have to.. let me do something..
No! Absolutely not. You would get killed. I don't care how strong you are.
To the pures that were trying to get into my dorm room this morning: please just leave me alone.
Kim…..
What? I can take care of myself Jackson! They didn't get me. I'm still here aren't I?
To the pures that were trying to get into my dorm room this morning: please just leave me alone.
Duke doesn't seem too happy after going to the vet.
He’s a whiner.
He's still adorable. So that's okay right?
I have been on a Fall Out Boy streak all weekend.
They are one of my favorite bands.
Mine too! I saw them when they came around when I was in seventh grade. Best day of my life.
Duke doesn't seem too happy after going to the vet.
Aw, poor baby!
I have been on a Fall Out Boy streak all weekend.
I can’t seem to turn them off.
I love them!
Well, if they’re actual douchebags.. I mean, I guess I’ll try to understand why you like them. I just don’t want anyone to end up hurting you, you know?
No one is going to hurt me Jackson...
Alright. Alright, good. Then I won’t have to have a talk with him, I think.
Really though.. you know that if you ever honestly liked a boy.. I wouldn’t chase him away or anything. Right?
I know you won't, as long as you like them.
What? No! I wasn’t gonna make you describe anything.. and I wouldn’t tell you about Savvy. Just wanna make sure that creep isn’t listening to you either way.
Well he doesn't have anything to listen to..
Can we pretend I didn’t say anything?
Um, well..Yes. Because if I ever have to describe any of that, I get to hear about Savannah..actually, no never mind. Let's just forget it.
I like that! ..but then he could still listen to you.. by yourself.. okay, no, I’m not having this talk.
EW! ew, ew, ew, ew, Jackson! Never. Ever. Nor am I ever having that chat with you.
To the bastards parading drunkenly up and down the halls,
No reason, love. Just an interesting fact to have discovered. I was unaware he had a sister.
I-I don't know if that's such a good thing. But then again, Everyone knows my brother, I'm just his invisible little sister. Nothing important.
I don’t— I’m not sure. I guess you don’t have any boy company, right? So.. yeah, maybe not.
I think all the boys know that if they come home with me you'll chase them down, or something. So no...
To the bastards parading drunkenly up and down the halls,
Ah…so, your brother is Jackson, is he? Interesting.
Y-Yes. Why?
To the bastards parading drunkenly up and down the halls,
Fair enough. At least our reputation precedes us.
Apology accepted for now, sweetheart. So, have you always lived in such an anxious little shell? Have you no sort of protector or guardian figure watching over you in this big, bad, oh-so-dangerous world?
Always, I've been protected my whole life, I just didn't realize how real everything was, not just stories I would hear. My brother, Jackson. Jackson Morris, he like's to think of himself as my "protector". In other words he's going to get himself killed protecting me. It's not okay.