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milly, 23 always dress like you're going to see your worst enemy.

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gtfoforrest:

“She was wonderful,” Forrest said with a small nod, fingers tightening around the bottle of wine. He shook his head as Milly apologised, something he wasn’t expecting from the girl, “It’s fine, honestly. It was a long time ago, you know? I just,” the man sighed, placing the wine onto the bedside table. “I don’t often talk about her, so I suppose it’s still quite raw.” Forrest was pretty thankful that she didn’t press him any further on the matter, although he was certain this would probably come up in future conversation. “Favourite band?” Now this was something worth answering. “Fuck, that’s hard. I have so many, and they always come and go.” The man babbled on, considerably more cheery than in those past few moments. “Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers is definitely up there, as are The Smiths and The Replacements. With newer bands though, can’t go wrong with either Beach Slang or Moose Blood.”

“I bet she was.” Milly smiled at him. She was kinda jealous of the relationship he had with his mother, that wasn’t something Milly had and she’s always been jealous of people who had a good relationship with their parents. All Milly had was her aunt and she took her own life when Milly was nine. “Well, that’s understandable.” She nodded her head, shrugging her shoulders. At least he answered her question. Milly noticed his enthusiasm about music and that impressed her. “The Smiths? Come on, their songs are so depressing. I mean, yeah they are great and everything but the songs? They are so sad.” She pouted playfully. “I’ve never heard of Beach Slang or Moose Blood though.”

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sethscohen:

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anwen-larksawyer:

Lark turned towards the redhead and smiled. “Please, he doesn’t look very imaginative. I doubt he can come up with anything worse than lesbian bitch to make himself feel better about being shot down.”

“Probably, or he is gonna tell them that he shot you down -- which is pathetic.” She grimaced. “God, some men are so useless. It’s not even funny.”

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gtfoforrest:

Forrest smirked, “Yes, cage fighting. Helped me cope with teen angst.” The man chuckled, lightly brushing his fingers through the girl’s hair. He sighed a little as she pushed for five questions, but figured it would be best to just go along with it regardless. “Fine, but that’s it.” Forrest said firmly, tilting his head a little to rest more comfortably on his pillow. Of course, she wanted to talk about his mother. The man closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, exhaling slowly through his nostrils before nodding, “Okay. So, she raised me all by herself. My dad cleared off long before I was even born, so it was always just me and Mom. She was the role of both parents in this beautiful, bubbly person and she never failed to light a room up the moment she walked in. She didn’t believe in sadness, not really, felt life was too precious to be negative and pessimistic and she strongly believed that we could do anything we wanted to.” Forrest smiled some, breaking his gaze away from Milly as he sat himself up, propping his back up so he could reach over for the wine bottle. “But then everything changed. Not long after I got my first teaching job, I got a call that she’d been involved in an accident. Drunk driver, hit and run. For a while we didn’t know whether or not she’d make it,” the man tilted the bottle to his lips, taking several swigs because fuck, this was so much harder than he thought it would be. “She pulled through, but was paralysed from the waist down. I dropped everything and became her full-time carer. That is, until she died.” He wasn’t going to explain how she died, nor did he want to talk about it any further so as he gulped another mouthful of wine, he firmly said, “Next question.”

“What a great way to cope with teen angst.” Milly said sarcastically, rolling her eyes at him. Her expression softened once he brushed his fingers through her red locks. “Deal, that’s it.” Nodding her head in agreement, Milly smirked at him. The red head didn’t interrupt him, just listened to him carefully. She listened to every word. “She sounds great.” Milly admitted with a soft smile. Honestly, Milly felt bad that she brought up his mom -- maybe she shouldn’t have asked in the first place. Being considerate has never been her forte, but this time she asked about his mom out of curiosity, she wanted to get to know him better and that was it. “I am sorry.” Milly said, her tone was surprisingly sincere. “I didn’t mean to upset you or anything like that.” She murmured, avoiding the eye contact. “I shouldn’t have asked -- sorry again.” She repeated herself. “Okay, this one is not gonna be a serious one. I swear. Umm, who is your favorite band? I saw the vinyls, so I know you are into music.”

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uquint-devereaux:

“It’s like a snow angel, but in the sand. Not as fun but hey, don’t knock it till you try it.”

“Are you high?”

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professorselma-arcadia:

“A couple sweets and you’ll be fine.”

“Nope, I am not going to eat that.”

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anwen-larksawyer:

“Let me stop you right there. If you’ve come over to buy me a drink as a pretence to hitting on me then you can get lost. If not then you’re more than welcome to take a seat.” Anwen-Lark stated bluntly before turning back to the bartender. “I’ll have another lemonade, no ice.” 

The red head watched the other blonde while she was putting the dude in his place. Honestly, she was impressed. After the guy left, Milly approached the blonde. “Ouch, I bet he is gonna bitch to his friends.” She smirked, taking a sip from her drink.

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gtfoforrest:

“I’m literally a comedian, like if  didn’t go into journalism, I would have pursued my stand-up career and that’s a fact.” The man chuckled. “Either that, or I’d have just stuck to cage fighting and been a bad ass.” Despite not wanting to show much of his personal life, it was far too easy for it to slip out into conversation with Milly, small details being aired without him even realising. “Of course I want to sleep! I’m tired as fuck and I need to be up early,” the man whined, nuzzling his nose into her head. “Alright, how about you can ask me three questions and I’ll be completely truthful. Then I’m going to sleep.”

“No, you are not. I’ve met a girl once. She majored journalism but now she’s working for SNL. And, unlike you, she was hilarious.” She teased him, letting out a soft chuckle. He was actually funny but Milly wasn’t going to give the satisfaction to him. “Cage fighting?” Raising her brow, Milly asked. “Aww did I tire you?” Asking with a playful smirk, Milly giggled as he nuzzled his nose into her head. “Make it five.” Pursing her lips together, the red head tapped her finger on her chin and started thinking. “Alright,” Milly paused, locking her eyes with his. “Tell me about your mother. We were actually talking about her earlier but you got distracted.”

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gabe-anderson:

“Maybe one mimosa wouldn’t hurt.” Gabe offered a small smile. It was probably a little taboo, but what hurt could it do? He switched the leash from hand to hand, debating to go through with it or not. “Alright, let’s get a drink and talk. I could use that.” 

“Amazing! Can we just add macarons in our list too?” She grinned again. God, she was being so fake, it was painful. “Perfect. I promise we are gonna have so much fun.” Beaming with a huge grin, Milly clapped her hands. “Lead the way please.”

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gabe-anderson:

Gabe opened his mouth to say how kind it was for her father to buy her a dog, before wondering if that that was the ‘daddy’ she was talking about. His face tinted red, embarrassed by his own thoughts. “I do love a good mimosa, I must admit.” He nodded. “I don’t know really the rules when it comes to that sort of thing. Have you drank with other professors?” 

“Do you? God, we should totally drink mimosas then. It would be our little secret.” She smirked, tossing her hair aside. “No, I haven’t.” Milly lied. Of course she has. She has done a lot worse with professors actually but he didn’t need to know that. “But I am sure, we can go out and drink. We used to do that back in Columbia.”

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gtfoforrest:

“I’m real happy with boring, when you’re boring people don’t want to pry into your life. I’m content with not being special.” And it were true, Forrest didn’t want to draw too much attention to himself, if anything he wanted most to stay at an arm’s length distance away from his personal life. “I feel like you just don’t want to admit that I’m funny.” Forrest lightly kissed her back before groaning loudly, “I don’t have to do anything! And what do you want to talk about anyway? The weather?”

“God.” Milly rolled her eyes, trying to hide her laughter. “Everybody is special in their own way but fine, if you think you are not, I can’t do anything about that.” She huffed, smiling lightly at his next statement. “Fuck no. You are not funny at all.” Please... Milly pursed her lips together, shrugging her shoulders. “Yeah that would be a good start.” She chuckled. “I can’t believe that you just wanna sleep while I am here. How rude!” She gasped playfully, placing her hand on her chest.

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gabe-anderson:

“Awe, she’s lovely. She’s definitely a Chanel.” Gabe handed back the phone, noting her Dior bag. Milly really did have style. The offer caught him by surprise. Most of the time, he felt as though he was wasting people’s time but it seemed it wasn’t the case with Milly. He briefly wondered if having coffee with a student would be strange but shook the feeling. He was desperate for company. “I’d like that! I know a cafe close by that’s dog friendly, too.” 

“I know right? Daddy brought her home few years ago and she looked like such a Chanel to me.” She smiled again. “Do you?” She placed her hand on her chest, then placed her phone in her bag. “That’s perfect. We should totally go there.” She grinned. “I would’ve suggested mimosas but I don’t think you would drink with a student, would you?” Milly joked, pursing her lips together.

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finchisms:

            she takes the phone but doesn’t click it on, instead just peering at the girl. ‘ i don’t….. have my card or anything on me. i’m not gonna make you pay for my ride home. ’ even though it really looks like the girl can afford it - so can harper, and she’s not a fan of owing people things.

Milly sighed, tossing her her locks aside. It was fine, honestly Milly didn’t even know how much Uber cost usually. “It’s fine really. I don’t mind, just call the Uber.” Shrugging her shoulders, Milly crossed her arms over her chest. “You can buy me coffee later, then we’ll be even.”

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aidenkng:

“You mean… outlet malls?” he raised an eyebrow before letting a small chuckle slip from his lips. At her question though, he just glanced down at his shirt once more before shrugging, “I’m not sure… it’s a hand-me down. It was my cousin’s and I mean, how can you tell? All shirts look the same.”

“I really don’t know their name are. Never been there, they look a little bit depressed to me.” She sighed, pursing her lips together. “What? All shirts definitely don’t look the same. You think your t-shirt is white, right? No, it’s not. It’s actually ivory.”

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hunter-on-locke:

Hunter smiled wide and held up the first one, and nodded in agreement. “Yeah the first blue one is much better. I agree.” She said, placing the navy blue set back on the rack. “Shoes and makeup and outfits, god, I love the mall, I’m in heaven.” She said with a laugh, walking over to the counter to pay the cashier for the two sets. “YSL has a new highlighter?  Is it really pigmented? I want to sparkle like a fairy.” She said with a laugh.

“Ugh same! I wish, the mall was better but meh, what can you do? We are in Chicago, not New York.” Milly rolled her eyes, following her friend to the counter. She was going to buy the three sets she’d her eye on. “Mhmm.” She confirmed with a simple nod. “It’s really pigmented, I highly recommend it. Then you should definitely try it.”