Leo Raske

Leonard Harman Quandt Raske Twenty ☩ Simons Hall ☩ We were a sound system turned up too loud. We broke windows every time we kissed. Maybe that’s why when we ended, all we left was a mess.

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wtfxmia:

“It’ll be fun without it, trust me.”

"Dude that does not sound like a trustworthy plan.”

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harlowjfc:

harlow frowned as the guy tapped on his temples. “i’m fine,” she said, ending it like a question mark. she had anxiety but wasn’t the main reason she didn’t drink. 

“You sure? Cause I promise a sip ain’t gonna kill you?”  It might have been peer pressure to a passerby but in Leo’s eyes the idea of not drinking was simply toxic. “I know the gatorade bottle seems fishy but I promise you’ll hardly taste it - I rinsed I swear.”

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beckettrutherford:

“You should think less actually, go with your first impulse to say whatever comes to your mind first.” Beck smiled, assuming the trouble that he could get into running off his mouth more than usual. 

“You think so?” But Leo only questioned a moment before nodding emphatically. “Yeah...Yeah! Fuck this overthinking.  Just say whatever the hell’s on my mind.” He clapped Beckett on the back and chortled. “New life motto 2k17.”

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beckettrutherford:

“You overthink sometimes, Leo.” Beckett reached out once more for the bottle of vodka, taking it back to have another drink. That was his problem, just a little was never enough.

“Swear to god, no ones ever said that shit to me before,” Leo said with a laugh, tipping back dangerously on his chair and drinking the ignored bottle. “Everyone’s always telling me I gotta ‘think before I talk’.” He made the air quotes with his fingers.

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tristakingston:

With her head bowed and her hair concealing both her earphones and the side of her face, it wasn’t clear that Trista was on the phone when she spoke. “Okay, but like, hear me out. I’m super woke. I mean, I have a tumblr account so duh. I just… I don’t really get non-binary? Like, how can you say you feel like a girl some days and a boy others and that’s why you don’t assign to a gender, but also say that gender norms are bullshit and we need to get rid of them? I’m not even hating but it’s like, way contradictory…” 

It wasn’t that Leo wasn’t used to being stopped in the hallway for a chat, it was just usually done with a bit more point.  Instead he had to double take on Trista, stopping midstride. “Sup Kingston. Is that a serious question for me- cause it is super confusing and I got some thoughts.”

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jamesvanderwaal:

“Just one question: why Gatorade? Of all the mixers, are electrolytes really that important?” Unscrewing the cap of one of containers, James shook his head as a mischievous smile came to light. “Who said I didn’t? It depends entirely on what you’re looking for, though.”

“Yeah, okay. so about that,” Leo started, looking at the various bottles differing in degrees of luminescent tint.  “I was tryin’ to be discreet. ....And I may have skimped on the cleaning process a bit there, just at the end.  But, I mean, you are supposed to replenish those electrolytes when you’re fucked up?”

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evieabbot:

Evie blinked, pausing in thought. “On my lips,” she said, a smile spreading across her lips. She leaned in closer. “Could be here too,” she muttered, leaving a lip print on his neck. “Or here,” she went on, moving lower.  Her bag caught her eye then. Her arms reached outward, her body half on top of him as she reached for her purse instead. “Or in here,” she said, dumping out the contents onto his bed before finding a tube to present to him. 

Quickly, Leo fell quiet, the sudden and satisfied smile taking over the calm of his face.  She was leaving a trail of the warm color and he didn’t have the slightest issue. “Mmm hmm, got it.  Where else again?” His words were relaxed, feeling the welcome tingles of his body- half perc, half her, reaching to grab her ass just as she was leaning over him.  She’d found it, of course, but he was far too distracted with other things to immediately remember his plan, trying to tug Evie back instead. 

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beckettrutherford:

“Who says you can’t be both?” Beckett smiled with a shrug of his shoulders. The beauty of friendship was the jokes that could be shared. 

“I....I dunno,” he faulted easy, paused in his own made up fight. “Guess I just figured it was implied in your words or somethin...” 

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“N-No, it’s delicious. I enjoy the taste. Just seems as drinking usually isn’t my best option when it comes to uh–quenching my thirst.” He said, taking the mug and looking down into the drink.

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“You talking in innuendos here, buddy?  Cause I gotta be honest I’m not so good at reading between the lines.”  Leo himself was taking deep swigs of the tequila, leaning back on the lawn chair. “Tell you the truth, this much doesn’t get me drunk anymore either.”

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bastillecarey:

“I’m no too big a fan of drinking but…I guess I‘ll have a go at it, yeah? Rum please.”

“Not too big a - what?? Dude, I’ll have that changed in a night I promise.  There’s a technique!” He poured a generous helping of the spiced alcohol into the mug. “Do ya not like the taste-cause you may need a mixer.”

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evieabbot:

“The entire fucking world,” Evie said, shaking her head. “You know what, fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck the party planning,” she said, lifting her phone. “We’re taking over… here,” she said, her hand sliding over a list of clubs and stopping unpredictably at one. She turned it around to show Leo. She didn’t care if it was closed; it would be open for her. “Our theme tonight. Put it on blast,” she said, opening Twitter. 

Leo was watching her, eyes wide and excited, foot already tapping with a twitch against the air. His chin dug into her shoulder as he leaned in for a better view of her phone. “Top Standard?” He tested the name on his tongue then nodded, “Yeah alright, sounds like the kinda place that could use a lift.” Reaching for his own phone, he opened Instagram. “Wait-where’s your lipstick?”

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drewvasilev:

Andrew took a long look at the Gatorade bottles in Leo’s hands and then looked at him. “If you don’t think I’m picking the tequila, you don’t know me as well as I thought you did.”

“Okay, jigs up.”  He reached into his messenger bag, producing a small, discreet flask. “I brought the whiskey for you, my man. Eleven am jungle juice.”

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evieabbot:

Evie laughed when he jumped forward, her fingers curling around a bottle, but her attention turning as she moved on her side. She bite down on her bottom lip, hungry eyes looking at both capsules. Like a child reaching for candy, she swiped one with her eyes shut. “Adderall it is,” she said, turning the label over in her hands. She shook the bottle with a drink on her lips, sitting up now and settling two pills onto her tongue. “Come on, Leonard. Don’t leave me to party on my own,” she said, tossing the pills back and drowning her own down with booze. 

“Never have I ever,” he paused on the word, drawing it out with drama as he swallowed the remaining percocet. “ever let a woman party on her own.” He borrowed her own drink, clear and deadly, to help the dry swallow along then grinned at her with an almost childlike innocence. “Who gets to come to this shindig, Abbott?”

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harlowjfc:

harlow looked between the two bottles before she shook her head. “neither. i don’t drink.”

Leo’s eyes widened, looking horrified at the girl. “Are...are you ok? Like...” he tapped his temples, with an expression that could almost pass for sensitive.

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wtfxmia:

“I- Uh, neither. Thanks for the offer though.”

Leo sighed, crossing his arms and leaning back against the door. “I’m just saying it would make this a lot more fun.”

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“I hope you’re aware that I take no jokes within topics like this.” She said as she sighed and shook her head. “You think it’s funny, do you? Well, I’m not here to have fun.”

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"Guess I am now?”  He was still smiling at her, never one to take much too serious, tucking his hands into the short pockets of his jackets. “Ah, well whats the point of college if you’re not having a little fun?”