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lucaswolcott:

He rolled his eyes when she pulled her hand away. That was something Lucas should have expected if he was honest with himself. “They’d really get mad at you for building the most awesome pillow fort Pennbrooke has ever seen? I mean, the worst we have to worry about here is someone coming in and deciding to break in without this oh-so-secret password.”

“It really is amazing, isn’t it?” Plopping down to stare at the ceiling, she smiled proudly. “I don’t think they’d get really mad… But I don’t think they fully trust me after my last, let’s say, redecoration of the place.” Her hands covered her mouth, her eyes widening lightly as if she was thinking about some big secret instead of the messed up carpet. “Seriously Lucas? Rule number 2: defend a pillow fort with pillows. Maybe, you should rather wonder how to earn back the oh-so-secret password…”

#(✨lucas)

matthewlevitt-blog

“It’s not exactly polite to stare,” Matthew mumbled, shutting the notebook he was studying from and looking up at the other. “So, what is it? Do I have something on me? Have I been sitting here way too long? Do you just need help or something?”

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“Oh, no, it was nothing of the sorts!” Giggling at her own thoughts before sharing them with the other, whose annoyed tone she barely noticed, as usual. “I was just looking at the symbol on your book and thought it looked like a snake on a stick. Then I wondered how a snake could keep her balance on a stick. Do you think she just wiggles around?“

#(✨matthew)

manimistry

“I’ll do it tomorrow,” Mani said, sharper than he had intended. He had promised to help the other with some basic DIY that evening, but after heading to the hardware store to purchase the necessary supplies, had been unable to find a seat on the bus on the way home. Not wanting to draw attention to himself, he had remained stood the whole way home- and now was suffering the consequences.

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“You know what they say though: procrastination is the thief of time.” She hadn’t meant to tut the other but she’d been looking forward to getting her hands on a new project. Besides, Dodie was a ‘day-to-day’ type of person, there was no tomorrow in her mind. “If you don’t feel up for it, that’s fine though. Can I at least start with the painting already?”

#(✨Mani)#ooc: meet Dodie. Queen of failed DIY projects haha

chloefxwn:

“So? I’m not your mom. If it hurts that bad then pop a few painkillers and fill up a hot water bottle,” Chloe glanced down at her phone, checking the menu. “They do seven inch. Is that mini enough for you?” She asked the blonde.

“But you’re my sister?” Dodie mumbled, not sure why the other was so fed up with her. “I don’t know... I’m not a big fan of taking medicines.” That was an understatement. She remembered her mom trying with force almost to give her cough syrup when she’d caught a cold last Christmas. “Not what I had in mind but uh yeah, sure. Seven inch works. I’ll take a Hawaiian. Oh, with extra pineapple, please!”

#(✨Chloe)

lucaswolcott:

“Oh, trust me, please was absolutely my best shot,” the young man joked before flashing a big smile and slipping right into their spectacular fort. “I have a feeling my roommate could get angry about this being in the middle of our room, but right now he can just deal with it because we built the coolest pillow fort on campus.”

He held his hand up, offering a high-five before asking, “What is the password anyway?”

“Friendliness does get you far, but it’s not going to work every time.” She wanted it to sound like a warning but, unable to hold anything against him for long, Dodie reciprocated his big smile instead. Scooching over to make room for the guy, she nodded vigorously. “Oh, yeah, tell me about it. My sisters would probably have a meltdown if I did this to the pillows in our house! Hence why I’m here.” Excitedly she raised her hand, for once she wasn’t the one to initiate a high five, but at the very last moment she pulled away. “Too slow. And I can’t just give you back the password. You have to earn it back!”

#(✨Lucas)

abbeyronson:

“Oh, sure. I’ll warm it up for you,” Abbey nodded with a small smile. “Do you want anything else, like chocolate or some other snacks.” If there was anything Abbey was used to, it was taking care of people without expecting much in return. She understood it could be hard to be grateful when you were entrenched in your own suffering. Her experiences with her mother had taught her as much.

"Thank you." She managed to get out. It’s the least she could do for bossing the other girl around. “I want a menopause.” There was a pause, meant for a laugh to escape but all that got out was a sigh. “Do you think we got any icecream in the freezer? I promise I’ll pay back whomever it belongs to.”

#(✨Abbey)

nvturcs:

“Oh god, I don’t wanna make it worse,” he cringed. Picking up the pillow, he looked back and forth from it to the female. “I dunno, I kinda like it.” He wore a smug grin, hugging it tightly. “It’s fluffy.” Before handing it over, he raised his brows, “Do I get a ‘please’?”

“Well, it already is the worst. But when I laugh, it’s like when I sneeze, everything just runs out faster. Kind of like peeing in your pants.” Dodie never really made a distinction between personal and too personal, which is why she had no trouble oversharing. “Hey, no! I found it first!” Her disgusted expression morphed into a pout. “It’s the closest thing I could find to hugging a person. Please, give it back?”

#(✨Theo)

lucaswolcott:

“What? You didn’t tell me that there was a password when we were building it… Come on, Dodie,” he knelt down to the entrance giving a small pout. “Is the password please?”

"Every good fort needs a good password, that's like basic pillow fort 101-knowledge, Lucas." Rolling her eyes, a chuckle fell off her lips. She wanted to be persistent and deny him entrance, but who could resist a pout like that? "Fine, at least you took a guess. Not your best shot but appreciated nonetheless. Besides, you allowed me to build the fort in here, so... come on in.”

#ooc: thank you so much!!#(✨Lucas)

If you thought you knew Dodie, then you thought wrong. (or exactly right)

note: everything’s written from her point of view except from the “A few situations” category

#about dodie #thegreekstask #ooc: this is still in time right

nvturcs:

“Oh no,” he said, making a face. “Did you… get your friend?” Her behavior seemed similar to the females he’d taken care of in the past that have been experiencing mother nature’s monthly gift. “You know, the crimson wave? The crime scene in your pants?”

“Carrie at prom?” The guy’s words triggered her laughter in an instant, her own suggestion only adding to it, even though she'd felt mostly pain just two seconds ago. “Okay, yes that. Now stop! Making me laugh is making it worse!” She flung her pillow at him before settling back in. “Okay wait, don’t leave yet, I need that back so I can cuddle it, please?”

#(✨Theo)

If you want to get to know the bubbly Dodie in less than 10 minutes, please prepare for this crash course on the petite blonde. Because we’re taking off in 3, 2, 1...

#headcanons #about dodie #ooc: well damnit this got long

closed starter for @lucaswolcott

“Nu-uh, if you want to come inside, I’ll need the password.” Dodie was just joking, poking her head through the blankets of which her pillow fort was made. “And not to brag, but I do have all the comfy pillows and blankets in here.”

#(✨Lucas)#ooc: if this isn't anything you wanted just let me know and I'll come up with something different! :)#and feel free to assume things like whether he helped building it or if they're watching a movie or something!#or where it is etc.

solivagavt:

“ you have gorgeous curls, how in the world do you not know how to take care of them ? ” there’s a pause & poppy is furrowing her eyebrows as she stares at the other girl’s hair. does she really need damaged hair ? “ shampoo strips hair of its natural oils. you should only be using it once maybe twice a week at most if you can’t stand the dirty feeling. conditioner on the other hand you can use every time you shower. —— you know only to shampoo your scalp & condition everything not on the scalp right ? ”

“Oh, uh, thank you? I- I guess Mother Nature’s been kind to me so far. I usually just have to wash them once for them to bounce right back to life.” A shrug of her shoulders gave away just how little she knew about caring and treating for her hair. Honestly, if the other only knew how many times she used to get twigs and mud and anything else in there and went to bed with it before giving it a proper wash, she’d probably be horrified seeing her reaction now. “O-okay, that’s good to know. Yeah, duh, of course I knew that.” She lied, feeling rather intimidated by the other’s knowledge. “Why care so much about hair though? It’s already dead.” Dodie mumbled.

#(✨Poppy)#ooc: ARE YOU SAYING THIS IS TRUE #let me take notes real quick cause I have curls irl too

abbeyronson:

“Hey, what’s wrong,” she asked softly, moving to sit next to her. Her brows knitted together in a worried frown. “Can I get you anything? Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Mother Nature hates me.” Dodie whined, her words muffled from saying it into her pillow. Looking up at the other blonde, she knew she had to muster up a grateful smile but she was rather selfish when she had a bad day so it verged some effort this time. “Yeah, my hot water bottle ran cold...” She pouted.

#(✨Abbey)#ooc: if it's too confusing to have two threads at the same time #don't worry just let me know and you can drop one if you'd like #for me either's fine :)

chloefxwn:

“Can you do it quietly? It’s annoying,” Chloe said, bluntly. She was probably the least empathetic person in the world at the best of times, and for Chloe, the best of times were few and far between. “I only came to ask if you wanted pizza. I’m ordering in and need to hit the minimum delivery charge.”

“I’m sorry, it really hurts.” The small girl pouted, clutching her stomach. This was not a good moment to get mad at Dodie because either she’d unleash a tantrum or the waterworks. And neither would be very appreciated by the other, she bet. “Oh o-okay. Well, if it helps I can order something, I guess. Do they have those mini-sized pizzas? They’re so cute.”

#(✨Chloe)

abbeyronson:

“Exactly. I’m so glad you understand,” Abbey beamed. “I love how unique purple is. My childhood room was painted light purple. I guess makes me a little biased, too,” she smiled, her eyes glazing over slightly at the memory of her childhood room. Blinking a couple times, she offered the girl a smile. “What’s your favorite color, anyway?”

“A unique colour for a unique friend.” Dodie agreed, though they hadn’t really established any friendship yet. The blonde had a habit of effortlessly mistaking friendliness for something more. “Oh, I miss my room back at home a little. Even though it’s really fun I get to completely redecorate a new one, I guess.” With a rehearsed smile, she repeated one of the sales arguments her mum had brought up whenever Dodie had her doubts about college and being away from home. “I want to say I love all happy colours equally buuuut… I secretly love pink just a little more.”

#(✨Abbey)

cfgcldmedals:

❝ I agree. It’s funny how every body reacts differently. ❞ Ashanti chuckled lightly, seeing her react to the blood that had probably rushed to her head with that turn. ❝ You at that song, ❞ Ashanti rolled her eyes, looking down at her phone and pulling up the song anyway. ❝ You better be glad you’re a perfect roommate, otherwise we’d be listening to my playlist, ❞ the athlete told her, playing the song on her phone’s speaker before syncing it to her little bluetooth speaker. ❝ Now are we ready? ❞

“Just like with tickling!” She piped up, knowing not everyone was as sensitive to it as her. And yet some, were even more ticklish than the giggling blonde that was trying to get out of bed despite the headache. “It makes me so happy. As happy as sunshine itself. Plus, I get to bust some moves on this.” True to her words, the small girl started moving. It was something between shuffling and wiggling and it wasn’t very good but at least anyone could see she was having fun. “Next time we’ll play yours! Promise!” She yelled from behind the bathroom door, even though she knew herself well enough to know she liked getting her way. Not her best characteristic. “Ready Freddy!” The girl jumped out, dressed in the sportive clothes Ashanti had picked for her. “Are we going for speed or endurance today, coach?”

#(✨Ashanti)#ooc: if you don't want to continue this thread just let me know and you can ignore this :)

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