We watched a lazy world go by

I fear no fate, (for you are my fate) But it is hard, and I have so much — so very much to learn.

[lovesgoesonandon]

“The doctor said that the strep test came back negative, but I’m extremely skeptical. I mean, my glands feel swollen, and I can’t swallow a thing...”

[lovesgoesonandon]

Is it possible to die of heat? Because I might be.

[lovesgoesonandon]

ericparkcr:

“Oh, my bad!  I thought it was mine.”  Eric offered an apologetic smile and grabbed the cup sitting next to the one in question.  

“It’s fine. I just thought I’d warn you.” Mary wrapped her hand around her cup, tugging it towards her. “I like my coffee strong. Very strong.”

[lovesgoesonandon]

junkyard-jailbird:

Your caffeine intake must be crazy, then. I’m Bryan. But I’ll still probably call you princess, okay?

It’s not that...It’s a perfectly normal amount, thank you very much. Bryan. Right. Hi. Do you have to? I really don’t like nicknames.

[lovesgoesonandon]

handwritten-highway:

“How do you just not eat tater tots for years?” Penelope laughed, but there was clear shock in her voice, “I’d go crazy not being able to eat them. They’re just too good!”

“I don’t know.” Mary shrugged, a little confused at Penelope’s reaction. “I just...didn’t? There are plenty of other foods to eat, so I eat those too. Not that there is anything wrong with tater tots.”

[lovesgoesonandon]

handwritten-highway:

“Oh my gosh, yes, potatoes. They’re my absolute favorite food ever. They can be so many things: french fries, tater tots, mashed… it’s mesmerizing. Sometimes all I need to make a bad day better is curly fries.”

“A beautiful root. I feel like I read somewhere that they’re technically a fruit, but that could be totally wrong, so ignore that I just said that. Ooh. Tater tots. I haven’t had those for years.”

[lovesgoesonandon]

handwritten-highway:

“I’d have to agree,” Penelope replied, “I personally prefer more of those frilly drinks that aren’t actually coffee, but are branded as coffee. They’re more sugar than anything, but I like them; it’s a guilty pleasure.”

“It’s interesting how much variation there can be to one simple food. Coffee, potatoes, chocolate and cheese are all like that. Maybe that’s why I like all of them so much.”

[lovesgoesonandon]

junkyard-jailbird:

Relax, princess. I was only joking. I’m not going to steal it or anything. Here’s your coffee.

I don’t joke about coffee. And it’s Mary, thanks. Not princess or anything.

[lovesgoesonandon]

but-theylovehim:

No problems, miss. I was hopin’ so anyway, I asked the gal at the counter if it’d be alright for me to bring it over since I was headed this way with mine. You need any sugars or are ya already sweet enough?

I...Thank you. Um, no. No sugar or anything. I like it plain. People who take their coffee with milk and sugar are weak. Not that I’m saying you’re weak or anything. I’m sorry. I’m a little tired...

[kinneyandreedus]

Tess Larson in every episode: 1x13 | Past, Prologue & What’s to Come

[lovesgoesonandon]

handwritten-highway:

Penelope set down the cup quickly. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize… totally thought it was my order,” she said, her voice filled with nervous laughter.

“Oh. It’s totally fine. Innocent mistake, right?” Mary picked up the cup, looking it over with a smile. “Just most people don’t love a triple shot of espresso without warning, right?”

[lovesgoesonandon]

junkyard-jailbird:

Does it have your name on it?

I...No. But I paid for it. I have the receipt. 

[lovesgoesonandon]

I...Coffee? Oh. It’s mine. Sorry.

[lovesgoesonandon]

evenbo:

Ugh, dude. I’m sorry, but this is my jam.

Do not apologize, Bon. Never apologize.

[lovesgoesonandon]

itsjustrachelgott:

“I’m fine. My head just-ow.” It felt like someone was using a jackhammer inside of her skull. “Mary, can you please help me?”

“Do you want some aspirin? I have some in my room.”

[lovesgoesonandon]

itsjustrachelgott:

Rachel was in pain. She’s been having headaches for the past few months but this one was definitely the worse. The world was spinning and her head was pounding, sharp and heavy. She grabbed onto the person nearest to her, “I’m sorry, I-”

“Rach...Are...Are you okay?”

[lovesgoesonandon]

When do classes start again? I’m bored.