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melaniehq:

“Come on,” the doe-eyed girl will allow the words to flee her lips for what seemed like the thousandth time. “There’s nothing to do around here, besides deal with the torture that comes with being around..–well, people that aren’t me,” she added, gripping the other’s arm and batting her eyelashes, as if the simple gesture would cause them to join her. Melanie knew that cajoling the other into wreaking havoc with her would cause them to face a myriad of consequences, but having fun seemed to be quite high on her list of priorities, as the adrenaline would serve as a stress reliever. “Alright, alright. Give me at least one good reason why we shouldn’t go car surfing. I mean, imagine how much fun it’ll be if we do it while we’re fucking high.”

“Shit, Mel.” Marina muttered as the other grabbed her arm. Sure, she was into doing stupid things, but the idea of car surfing made her a bit nervous. “Trouble could be my middle name at this point, but this is dangerous..” The fact that she was acting as the 'good’ one in this situation was strange and honestly, Marina didn’t like it. Still, she wanted to hold her ground. “Death isn’t on my to-do list, y’know? How about we just get high?”

#c;melanie

johnwhat:

Broad daylight and yet John opted for a black hoodie, as if that made him invisible to the rest of the world. Then again, he was far from eye level. The only sound filling the block were the zooms of passing cars and the click of a spray paint can. The clicking noises silenced when the can rolled off the roof and onto the ground. “Shit!” he held on to the edge of the roof. Thinking he spotted someone around his age, he called out, “Uh, you!” he shot them a pleading smile. “Can you bring that back up here?”

Hands shoved in her pockets, Mimi was minding her own business when the sound of something metal falling to the ground caught her attention. A paint can rolling towards her feet made her raise an eyebrow before a voice from above made her look up. The familiar face forced her to swallow back a mischievous grin, and looked back down to pick up the can of spray paint. “What you’re doing up there is awfully illegal, sir! I don’t wanna become an accessory to your crimes.”