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#just in case #[ shut up alicia ]

mcraki

“Life is already a big theater, people are always acting.”

malcolmharper-blog

“I can’t argue with that.”

#c: all #c: zoeyfischer

thefosters-brallie

#baaabe #[ face ]

❀ — ░ imessage - Malcolm

Malcolm: I don't think so.

Malcolm: Who is this?

claire: Claire Kent

Claire: Y'know the little blonde girl who wears flower crowns alot at the beach

Malcolm: Oh, hi.

Malcolm: This is Malcolm. The long haired guy that works at Best Buy and never can get the cash register to open properly.

#she's so cute omg #text: all #text: oopsieclaire #mobile

zoeyfischer:

“I always do the dramatic things.·It makes things more exciting.”

“Well, that makes sense to me. Maybe you should go into theater.”

#c: all #c: zoeyfischer #this gif is so random

❀ — ░ imessage - Malcolm

claire: Did I end up calling you last night thinking you were the pizza place?

Claire: someone renamed my contatcs

Malcolm: I don't think so.

Malcolm: Who is this?

#text: all #text: oopsieclaire #mobile

noaxxatal

She nodded, trying to be strong. “Y-yeah. I’m sure.”

malcolmharper-blog

“Okay.” He nodded back, trying to think of something to say, but nothing came to mind. It was obvious she was upset. But he couldn’t make her talk. And he had no right to. “Well, I hope that-- I hope that you’re better than okay soon.”

#c: all #c: noaxxatal

adcir-blog

“Would it be less nice to meet me if my name wasn’t Kit?”

malcolmharper-blog

“Oh, yes, totally. If your name was Justin, I would hate meeting you.”

#i mean i get it #a cute mess awh #c: all #c: gtgkit

alaskaxxreed

Janie watched him, and her head tilted to the side slightly. After a moment or two, she took a deep breath, and spoke. “You know what? How bout you put your number in my phone.” She said, taking her phone out of the pocket and unlocking it. “Just so if I ever want to check up on you to see if you bumped into anyone, I could.” She suggested awkwardly.

malcolmharper-blog

The words she said were almost as unexpected as the smile that lit up her face at his offer, but it was a big city and he’d sort of made a friend -- he didn’t want her to get away from him just yet. He wouldn’t think anything else of it, even if he was afraid that he would, and Malcolm nodded, took her phone and typed in his number, double checking it before holding it out to her. “Done.”

#c: all #c: janiejordan

mcraki

“I’m dramatic, sorry. Oh, being allergic to chocolate must be the worst thing on earth.”

malcolmharper-blog

“No need to apologize. I don’t know about the worst, I think you’re doing the dramatic thing again -- but it would be pretty bad.”

#c: all #c: zoeyfischer

alaskaxxreed

“Exactly.” She smiled, and ran her fingers through one of her curls. “Yeah..” Janie said, nodding softly. “Maybe.” She didn’t want to come on strong and ask for his number or something but she didn’t want to loose touch with him. Though she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to see him again.

malcolmharper-blog

“Okay then.” He laughed once, taking a step away. This was the part he was bad at -- socializing when there was no longer anything to talk about. His mind was drifting back to its usual thoughts, and he just stood there for a minute, not sure if he was supposed to just walk away or not. Why did he have so much trouble acting like a normal human being these days? “Maybe.”

#c: all #c: janiejordan

noaxxatal

“Wha–?” Noa nodded and wiped away the tears. “Yeah, I’m f-fine.”

malcolmharper-blog

“Are you sure?” He hated the question himself. But he had to ask. “Because... when I say I’m fine, I’m usually not. And you don’t... look fine.”

#c: all #c: noaxxatal

mcraki

“Those people who doesn’t like chocolate should just die. I mean, how can you enjoy life without chocolate? And why would you even be alive if you’re not enjoying your life?”

malcolmharper-blog

“Well, that’s kind of dramatic. But they’re missing out on a lot. There are people who are allergic to it, too, you know. That’s really sad.”

#c: all #c: zoeyfischer

averyisok

“Yeah, I think it is. Never met another one therefore to me at least it is original. Well, thank you I think. I’m sorry but I’m not exactly sure what to say now - I’m not exactly a people person.”

malcolmharper-blog

“Well, there is that show -- Malcolm in the Middle or whatever. You’re welcome, I think. It’s okay, neither am I. I kind of used to be, but things change.”

#c: all #c: frickingcarter

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Feeling someone close by, Malcolm pushed himself to his feet, stumbling slightly. He didn’t know where he was, but he knew he had been in the bar five minutes earlier, tossing back one too many shots of --- whatever he had paid for. He didn’t know. It didn’t matter. His throat burned, the same familiar stinging that bothered his eyes when he tried to hold back tears. “I didn’t realize I was sitting in y-- your spot... place... I’m going to... I guess I’ll just...” Gesturing around them, trying to find his answer, trying to remember where he would go, he shook his head, his mind echoing the words that were always a constant, words his mother had told him time and time again until he had learned to shut up. No one cares what you do, Malcolm. “I’ll-- I’ll just-- you don't care, do you? I'm sorry.”