★ 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 / 𝒶𝓇𝑒 / 𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔡

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text 💬 christian & sam.

sam: I'VE BEEN TELLING YOU MAN.

sam: it's about time!

christian: and the rest of the movies weren't half bad either, even if i was a little too baked to be able to tell what was going on half the time

chrisitan: totally gonna dress up as han solo for halloween this year, dude, he was a badass

christian: i've just gotta try and convince some chick to put on that little leia outfit for me

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text 💬 damian & emmett.

emmett: you're hiring me?

emmett: i'm good bro.

emmett: nah.

emmett: unless my assignment is you blowing me?

damian: no, but the payment could be, if you do what i say.

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text 💬 quinn & sugar.

sugar: prada. and of course it was. thanks for noticing.

sugar: i could take you shopping sometime?

quinn: it looked stunning on you.

quinn: i don't think i have nearly the same budget as you do, but i'd love that! maybe this weekend, if you're free?

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“Dude, I swear one of my professors has it out for me.” Christian dropped a textbook on his desk with a thump after kicking the door shut behind him, letting a chewed on pen dangle from the corner of his mouth as he explained his dilemma to his roommate. “I worked my balls off on this paper, and he still gave me a D. Like, is it my fault his wife probably hasn’t touched him in five years? He’s seriously got to get over himself. It was a quality essay, and I stand by it.” Finishing his mini rant, Christian settled down on his bed, looking over at Buck as he slipped out of his sneakers. “Are you high or just thinking?” @lhqanna​

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"Please remind me why I ever thought dating a professor was a good idea.” Quinn looked over expectantly at Meredith, hoping for some level of validation for her increasingly stupid sounding decision. It had been a few months since the break up, and trying to avoid bumping into him around campus was just getting more and more difficult. “I thought older men were supposed to be mature, not show up at your dorm room in the middle of the night, crying and begging to be taken back after they decided to cheat on you with their estranged wife!” Okay, so... as she said it out loud, the ridiculousness of the situation she’d gotten herself into became more and more clear. “I really must have a thing for putting myself into the worst possible situations when it comes to guys, huh?” @lhqallie​

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Christian wasn’t entirely sure if Kitty’s agreement to eat cake off him had been a joke or not, but he figured it’d be better to be safe than sorry. At least if she’d been joking, he’d still have a some cake to eat, right? After a quick trip to the closest grocery store by campus, he now had a slice of cake resting in a small, plastic container on top of his desk. He’d never had a girl eat cake, or anything, really, off of his body before, but hey, maybe that was just one of the many exciting experiences his twenties would bring him. It was only moments after he’d set the cake down that he heard a knock on the door, and he quickly - but not too quickly - made his way over to answer it, pleased to see Kitty standing on the other side. “Come on in, Kitten, the water’s fine.” @lhqallie​

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The fact that Buck thought that he was totally pulling off hiding the fact that he was hooking up with both Sugar and Damian behind their backs was absolutely hilarious to him. Even if he and Sugar didn’t tell each other everything, it’s not like the dude was very good at hiding it, and seeing just how far they could push the limit had become his new favorite hobby. Well... second favorite, after fooling around with Buck. The guy might not be the brightest, but he wasn’t kidding about his skills in the bedroom. Besides, he appreciated how dedicated the guy seemed to be about remaining on Damian’s good side. Watching Buck crawl out of the window of the dorm room he and Sugar shared, in nothing but his underwear, had been a sight Damian had enjoyed witnessing on more than one occasion. Today, however, there was no need to rush. Sugar had classes all day, and Damian had decided to ditch his afternoon one to spend some time with Buck, after really not much convincing at all. 

As it turned out, it took less time than either one of them had anticipated, to get the job done. Maybe it was because they were so used to rushing, maybe it was because they both knew just how to push the right buttons, or maybe it had something to do with them being as young as they were, but either way, they were both finished and redressed long before Sugar was due back. “So...” Should he tell Buck to leave anyway? It’d seem a little off brand to invite him to hang out, but the thought of it didn’t really sound too bad. Buck was cool, funny, and though they typically didn’t spend all that much clothed time together, the brief moments they did weren’t ones he hated. “Are you sticking around for a bit? We could watch some TV. Ever seen The Simple Life?” @lhqanna​

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Quinn Fabray was someone who took pride in her ability to carry herself with grace and poise - at least most of the time, anyway. She hadn’t been forced to spend a good number of weekends in etiquette classes as a young girl, to not follow those rules. Besides, she liked the reputation acting in that manner came with. It made her seem confident, even on her worst days, and definitely helped out her posture. Unfortunately, any amount of classes couldn’t stop unexpected catastrophes - like getting whacked in the head with a misplaced frisbee, and knocked directly into another student. The small scream that came out of her was embarrassing, but not nearly as much as losing her balance and toppling onto the ground beside the poor, innocent bystander was. After a second, she was able to get her bearings together, and sat up carefully, gently rubbing her temple with her forefinger as she looked over to inspect the damage of the young man she’d knocked over. “I am... so sorry about that. Are you okay?” Seriously not her best moment. Not her worst, either - something the tattoo hidden under her dress would never let her forget - but... definitely not her best. @lhqanna​

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lhqallie​:

I was practicing the art form known as sarcasm, but right now my options are getting tipsy off cheap beer Puck buys me, read the paper for my cultural identy class, or eat cake off you. I choose cake. But not at my place, my bed is my spiritual place and I’m not sure you’re that good. 

What if I told you that you could eat cake off me, and get tipsy off some cheap beer? Yeah, that’s right, didn’t know you were talking to a triple threat, did ya? 

I’ll be here. You want spiritual, huh? Spend a night with Christian, and he’ll have you calling God’s name before you know it. What’s more spiritual than that? 

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text 💬 quinn & marley.

marley: you don't have to explain but if you want to talk, i'm always here.

marley: i think you should! i can promise he is a good friend.

marley: kitty said yes, so we are at least four. maybe if we make a post?

quinn: it's a long story.

quinn: one i'm trying to move past.

quinn: but i appreciate that, thank you.

quinn: if you say so.

quinn: i don't know... maybe. do you think opening it up to the general public is really a good idea, though? i guess maybe if we don't let anyone know that snacks will be involved, maybe there's less of a chance of getting people who aren't serious about it showing up for free food.

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text 💬 christian & catalina.

catalina: It means that I can read your future. Or try, at the very least.

christian: oh

christian: uh... yeah, you can do it, but like... don't tell me

christian: i don't want to know that shit

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text 💬 damian & maria.

maria: what if i help you? we can sell notes too.

damian: what do you mean by that? selling notes? like ripping the pages out of the notebooks and selling them separately?

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MARLEY 📲 CHRISTIAN

MARLEY: It's also to make friends, you know? I wanted to have the whole experience.

MARLEY: That's true, but I sort of meant romantic feelings.

MARLEY: Like I said it's not that I don't find you attractive. It's just takes a while for me to get there.

MARLEY: But we are still friends, right?

CHRISTIAN: i guess that's fair.

CHRISTIAN: what, you're not in love with me?

CHRISTIAN: i mean... i didn't know we were friends before today, but yeah, that's cool with me

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lhqale​:

Don’t have the mental space for that. RIP you. 

Or like, a cheap pizza, but yeah, KFC too. I think so? I don’t cook but it looks like chicken when it’s on the kitchen. Tbh if they were other thing I wouldn’t be able to tell you. Oops?

You say that now, but...

Because they’ve made you sign some sort of NDA? That sounds hella fishy, if you ask me. I think I might have to take my twelve dollars elsewhere. 

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( 📲 matthew & damian )

MATT: I've heard through the grapevine to come to you for a good time.

[ ... ]

MATT: Wait.

MATT: I MEAN, to go out and party and have a good night at a bar or nightclub.

DAMIAN: 😒

DAMIAN: who told you that?

DAMIAN: who's talking to you about me?

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lhqallie​:

Wow, Christian. Your mind-reading abilities are on point today. Let’s celebrate. I’lle at chocolate cake over your perfectly sculpted body. 

Yeah? Let’s rock and roll, baby. My place or yours? 

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lhqale​:

I didn’t, but you are being annoying so I may wait for your next birthday to do it. 

Twelve dollars is still twelve dollars, dude. Worth for something. 

Sure, if you haven’t fallen in love with me by then.

Like more fried chicken? Wait, is KFC even legally allowed to call their food chicken? Because I’ve heard some rumors. I mean... I’ll eat it when I’m stoned either way, but... just wondering. You’ve gotta have some insider deets, right?