Dreams Are For Rookies.

The name's Phil. If you call me Phillip, I'll ignore you. Maybe make you run laps. Physical Ed. Put some muscle into it or I'll make you.

[uhyesitdoes]

myonelasthope:

“Beauty sleep is hard to acquire and even harder to wake up from.” Phil said as he got to his feet, quickly straightening the front of his clothes. “But look who I’m talking to. Food? Low on fat, high on protein? Game.”

Originally posted by kingdowney

“Well, good morning sleeping beauty. I hope you had a good cat nap.” Attie couldn’t help but chuckle as she leaned against the doorframe. “What are you in the mood for today? Something different?”

[myonelasthope-blog1]

“As long as it fits the criteria I literally just said, it’s on like Donkey Kong.” Phil exclaimed a bit cheerily before making his way out the door, giving her hip an appreciative tap on the way out.

[uhyesitdoes]

myonelasthope:

Phil snorted awake, sitting stunned in his rolling chair as he realized that someone was knocking hard on his office door that was, thankfully, locked. Student or teacher, it’d be hard to reconcile sleeping on the job.. or drooling on the desk. He reached over and unlocked the door. “Whaddayawant?”

Originally posted by theperkybuttofrdj

“Were you sleeping?” Attie asked with an accusatory tone as she opened the now unlocked door. “I feel like you’re sleeping every time I show up here. I just wanted to say hi and ask if you wanna get some food or something with me.”

[myonelasthope-blog1]

“Beauty sleep is hard to acquire and even harder to wake up from.” Phil said as he got to his feet, quickly straightening the front of his clothes. “But look who I’m talking to. Food? Low on fat, high on protein? Game.”

[myonelasthope-blog1]

Phil snorted awake, sitting stunned in his rolling chair as he realized that someone was knocking hard on his office door that was, thankfully, locked. Student or teacher, it’d be hard to reconcile sleeping on the job.. or drooling on the desk. He reached over and unlocked the door. “Whaddayawant?”

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"Hey hey hey! Break it up or it's the lifting bench or the track for the rest of the day. What the hell is going on?"

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"Think I'm sweet now?"

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"Then I have to do something to keep up my bitter reputation." Phil turned around and picked someone's drink from their hands and chucked it into the trash across the room. "There. I feel better."

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"Only if you denied it."

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"I tend to make my coffee just like me: hot and bitter, actually. But you can call me sweet if you want to. It'd just be a lie."

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"You're not going to hurt my feelings or anything, you know. Just spit it out."

[uhyesitdoes]

“No, no, no. It’s good. It’s okay. It’s fine. Don’t you worry, it’s just … scalding hot coffee. I’ll survive.”

[myonelasthope-blog1]

Too hot?

[pure-as--snow-blog]

Okay, so I’m weighing up my options here.

Zoology has always been the number one thing for me, but theatre has been fun, you know? I honestly don’t know if I should switch majors. Or maybe I could do a joint major? But what if it isn’t worth it and I just end up putting more stress on myself? And then part of me wants to post videos of me singing online, and the other part thinks I’m crazy and need to just stick to academics.

I’m sorry, this was more information than you ever needed or asked for.

[myonelasthope-blog1]

I'm sorry, I tuned out what you were saying as soon as you said Zoology.

[myonelasthope-blog1]

No. You know who's amazing? Sade. She's amazing.

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"If things go well, I might give you some of my cruller." Phil grinned mischievously.

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"Surprised that I'm asking you for a breakfast date? I should work on my flirting."

[myonelasthope-blog1]

Ugh. Beyoncé. Don't you all have better music idols? Like.. The Bee Gees or something?

[evenbo]

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

[myonelasthope-blog1]

Do you have better moves than that, dude, or am I being grossly optimistic?

[myonelasthope-blog1]

"Exactly. Bachelors for life." Phil nodded doggedly as he stowed his hands in his jeans, chuckling as he reminisced with his old friend. Suddenly, the college seemed like a familiar and welcoming place rather than the hell-hole it's been.