isn't love lovely?

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horrendous-henryhaddock:

“This girl said she hated dogs, Noelle. Dogs. That’s like a million points in the ‘no’ column.” Elara had always been a social butterfly; meeting new people gave her energy. Still, she cherished every moment spent with Noelle. “If they can’t handle you, they’re idiots and they don’t deserve you. You’re awesome, okay? The right one isn’t gonna leave, Noelle. They’re going to stand by your side no matter what and with them you’ll believe that everything is going to be okay again…and it will be.” No matter how she felt about Noelle, Elara just wanted her best friend to be happy. 

“What can I say. I’m a sucker for accents. And he’s a good time. And a writer. He’s just not marriage material at all. Fun, but not marriage material. Or really boyfriend material. Like…one night stand material. See, this is why you and I work. Cause we’ll fight for the other.”

“Oh shit, she hates dogs? I take it back, you’re not allowed to see her anymore. Who hates dogs? What even is that?” Smiling, Noelle squeezed Elara’s hand, this time not loosening her grip for several seconds. She was Noelle’s lifeline, and when her thoughts drifted to their current subject, Noelle didn’t want to let go. “I’m not... whole anymore. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be. I wouldn’t blame someone for leaving for that. It’ll just slowly kill me on the inside, it’s fine. Thanks, El. Ah, writers.” Noelle laughed lightly. “We’re all tortured souls, I can see the appeal. Like I said, whoever you date, I won’t judge. Dog hating excluded. You’re my best friend and I love you. I’ll always fight for you.”

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outta-the-junkyard-angel:

He smiled softly at her comment, but didn’t comment on it. His eyes slid shut, lips still curled up in a gentle grin as the song continued. Henry had never been overly talkative. Music had always been his number one focus and few seemed to understand that. They claimed that music was powerful, but it had consumed him completely. A few people were milling around the common room; his attention was not on them. It was split between the music pouring from his phone and the girl sitting next to him on the sofa. “It’s, uh, good. I, um…I had a gig a few days ago. Nothing big, but…it’s, um, something you know.” He hesitated for a moment, fingers tapping along to the beat on his thigh. “I, uh, there’s another one coming up in December if you’d, uh…you know, what to stop by.”

One corner of her mouth perked up in a small half smile as Noelle watched Henry for a moment. He was quiet, but she didn’t mind. The quiet between them was broken just enough by the music drifting only to their ears. She couldn’t let her mind wander to places she wished it wouldn’t when it had something else to focus on. Noelle settled back on the sofa and pulled her legs up beneath her. It was nice, sitting her with Henry. “No, that’s great. You’ve got to start somewhere, right?” At his question, her smile returned. “I’d like to. Just tell me when and where, yeah?”

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tianasluogo:

“All sorts of things. Predominately current events, social issues, world affairs. We don’t really know the subjects ahead of time. It’d be too easy to formulate an argument that way.”

“Oh, I see. Like... debate club? I would be curious to see you in action.”

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tianasluogo:

“What, you want to try it?” He laughed. “Okay man take the reins. But be warned I haven’t tried it here yet so this could easily go very wrong.”

“Hell yeah! My sister and I used to the same with smaller things, like pillows and couch cushions. Never thought to try mattresses. I am more than willing to be the first to try it out.”

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doniciax:

“Rory!” She gasped, folding her arms over her chest. She was teasing, but a small part of her was offended. “You’re supposed to be on my side, y’know.” She shook her head, a small smile peeping through. “Nice save.”

Rory couldn’t help but laugh lightly. “I’m on your side, Vic. Promise. But I can’t resist seeing you get all worked up. It’s cute.”

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torinpascal:

“Tarts? Is that what these weird cookie things are with the stuff in the middle? I’m just gonna warn you, my brother’s not an expert on those yet and there’s no money back guarantee, but you’re more than welcome to take the risk.”

“That’d be them. They’re like baby pie crust-cookie crossovers. I’ll tell you a secret though: the stuff in the middle is the best part. Hm, I might be willing. Do you have any other suggestions?”

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genevievebaxter:

“If you keep in mind that I am new at this and take it easy on me, maybe I will.”

"Anything for cupcakes. Scout’s honor.”

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outta-the-junkyard-angel:

“Yeah…they haven’t done me wrong so far….um…I was listening to Seafret…but, uh, if there’s you know something you’d rather listen to I don’t mind changing it…”

“Oh no, no. Seafret is great. They’re British so, naturally.” Amused by her own joke, Noelle let a pause fall between them as the music drifted softly through the ear bud. “How’s your music doing, by the way?”

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horrendous-henryhaddock:

“Okay, so sometimes it’s dating just to date but it doesn’t have to be like that, you know? I’m tired of dating just to date but I feel like that’s the only way to figure things out.” Reaching out, Elara took her best friend’s hand. “You know it’s not always going to be like that…not everyone is going to…hurt you. I’m not saying you should rush into anything, but…whenever you’re ready, whoever it’s with, I’ll be here to support you. But if I need to kick somebody’s ass, I will.” She let out a soft huff. “My standards aren’t too high. Look at the list of people I’ve dated. Hell, I even with out with Aidan Hood once.” There was only one person she knew who would match the picture in her head. Noelle.

“Of course not. You’re not wrong, but you won’t figure anything out if you don’t make it past the first date with anyone.” The list of people Noelle was truly comfortable around was slowly getting longer these days, but Elara had always been at the top. The blonde accepted her hand easily before giving it a squeeze. “I know. I’m just...” Noelle sighed. “Not ready for them not being able to... handle me. I don’t know if I’m ever going to be okay, El. I know that’s a lot to deal with. But people leaving because of it...” Noelle shook her head. Maybe she was ready to try dating again - and she even had an idea of who - but her anxieties were well founded. She still hadn’t even told her twin brother for fear of what his reaction might be. “I’ll cross that bridge when I get there, I guess.”

Even without meaning to, Elara never failed to lift Noelle’s mood. “Okay, so maybe you need to find some better people to date,” she laughed. “Oh god, Aiden. I don’t know what prompted you to attempt that, but you know I’d never judge you. Unless you were dating someone who didn’t treat you well, and then I’d have to kick somebody’s ass.”

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fares-are-for-tourists:

“I wouldn’t worry, a lot of people are like that. But if you let yourself get to far behind then it just makes things harder on yourself when you have to eventually do it.  If you start backing them up now, you should be okay! There are a couple of online things to help you but if you don’t trust the internet you can get a usb to store them on and just more them over when you get a new one.”

“Damn, when you’re right you’re right. That’s gotta be my new project then: backing up everything important. I think we’re past the days of internet crashing conspiracies, so if that’s gonna make my life easier, I’m all about it.”

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outta-the-junkyard-angel:

His shoulders lifted in a shrug as he smiled. “I, uh, don’t know. Whatever Spotify sends our way I guess.”

“Fair enough. Spotify is one of the things I still trust. They know what’s up.”

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littlecinders:

Company he could do.  He shook his head as he creased the corner of the page, then tucked the book back into his bag.  “No, it’s perfectly fine.  I’m barely even paying attention to this thing.  It’s kind of hard getting into a new one, you know?”

Giving one last look around for her brother, Noelle smiled before taking a seat next to the boy. “Oh, I totally understand. I can’t even remember the last time I read something that wasn’t a script or schoolwork.” Actually, that wasn’t exactly true. Noelle very vividly remembered reading and rereading her statement to the police last December. But that wasn’t exactly small talk material. “I’d ask if what you’re reading is any good, but if you’re barely reading, I have a feeling I already know the answer.” 

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trueraretalent:

“I’m happy to be your entertainment and provider of dumb humour, then.”

“Okay, I’m just going to choose to lean into this: What else’ve you got?”

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naveeninmaldonia:

“I need different perspectives of this city. Whether they’ve lived here forever or just moved here. I want to know the good and the bad.”

“Well this is Los Angeles. I’ve no doubt you’ll be able to find plenty of different perspectives.”

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horrendous-henryhaddock:

“See, I always thought the point of dating is figuring out who you want to marry. Noelle, you could get a date no problem.” Elara let out a soft laugh. “Me? Why would I sabotage dates? So I can be single forever?”

“I don’t think that’s always the end game. Maybe I’m just jaded. No, I’m definitely jaded. I mean, I could, but dating... I don’t see it ending well...” She knew Elara would know what she was talking about, so Noelle didn’t bother elaborating. “I don’t know! You tell me. Maybe your standards are just too high. Not everyone’s gonna match the perfect picture you painted in your head.”

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kandace-roo:

“Well sure, but I’m not really satisfied with Google. Like, is Google really the answer to all of life’s questions? If everyone just relied on Google, would there be any invention? Any ingenuity? I think not.” Of course, Roo was being completely facetious. He used Google at least five times a day if not more, and he’d never thought so much about clouds until this very point. It had more to do with the type of person he was, always a goofball, always looking to get a laugh out of people. And with Noelle, that desire only increased tenfold because god knows that girl could use all the smiles she should get, and as a best friend, he was more than happy to take that job. Rolling over on his stomach, he finally propped his head up with an arm to look at her with a sense of mock seriousness, commenting lowly, “I have a really troubled mind that Google simply can’t satisfy. Is this what it feels like to be a genius?”

“Google has fairly sufficiently out search engine’d every other search engine. I think Google is as good as you’re going to get, Roo. But you’re right, it's not a brain. Besides, without creativity, where would I be?” Noelle gave Roo’s shoulder a bit of a teasing shove. It certainly wasn’t enough to knock him over, that boy was mostly muscle and let’s be honest, Noelle mostly wasn’t. Their current conversation was absolutely ridiculous in nature, yet Noelle wouldn’t ask for it to be any other way. Roo was a good friend and she sometimes didn’t feel she deserved how much he was always looking out for her. Hooking her pencil around her papers to mark her place, Noelle met Roo with the same level of seriousness he directed toward her. “I hate to break it to you, but I’m pretty sure you’re not what most people would refer to as genius. I think you’re a genius in your own right. Remind me that my next script should be less depressing and that I want to pick your brain for jokes when I’m writing it.”

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outta-the-junkyard-angel:

“Uh…that might work better actually.” He plugged the earbuds into his phone before holding out one of the pieces to her. “I mean…if you want to…”

Noelle smiled softly before accepting the offered earbud. “Yeah. Thanks. So what are we listening to?”