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@ladymalevxlent liked my starter!
Knock, knock. Jay would’ve just let himself into Mal’s room, but there was a locked door in his way. “Hey, Mal. You busy right now?” He didn’t want to be intrusive, but he also wanted to avoid another bad grade. “I could use your help with some homework.”
it is wednesday, my dudes. and i’m going to try and get a post out by the end of the weekend.
bornefae:
The poster’s rolled up now, tucked under her arm as she watches his approach with her lips quirked into something of a shit-eating smirk. “Yeah?” she asks, amused. “Good, I didn’t make it for nothing.” At his question, she rolls her eyes, tries to look casual and deflect with an, “It’s a poster, Jay, it’s not like it’s exactly all that intensive.”
—But then, of course, the pride at her mocking handiwork kicks in, and she admits— “Like, two hours to get the shading right on your jersey and the designs in the letters just right. Used only my best markers for you, of course.”
Jay’s eyebrow raises. “ Two hours, huh? Sounds pretty ‘intensive’ to me.” It goes without saying that both of them could keep trading banter back and forth like this for hours, and Jay doesn't need to test that fact as he glances back towards the poster.
“ So did Evie sign off on you being so rude to me?” The pout on his face is artful in the way that it illustrates his definitely very genuinely wounded pride.
i promise i’m usually an active RPer (lmao)! i’m just going through a good old (temporary) period of Procrastination and lack of Wanting-to-do-anything
@soughtbirthright liked my starter call
" Oh, shit!” A loud crash, and suddenly Jane’s supplies were clattering to the floor, Jay's hands whipping out in a failed attempt to save at least some of them. "Aw, man--" He knelt down to clean up the mess he made, leaving Jane with as little trouble as he could. "--Sorry, Jane. Here, let me help carry this stuff to your locker--or wherever you’re headed."
and here we have visual of me preparing to write starters and realizing that this is for some reason much more difficult than i remember
@bornefair liked my starter call
Most of Jay’s weight falls on the doorframe as he coughs to makes himself known. " Evie, come on. Have you actually even left your room for anything but classes this week?" He moves on from the doorway to her desk and gently sifts through some of the drawings and designs on it, before tucking them back where he found them. " The new clothing line got you tied up, or what?"
@bornefae liked my starter call
Jay's uniform is still clinging to his skin as he hurries up the stands to Mal, the rush of his winning goal still in his mind. He's just a little out of breath from all the victorious cheering, and his team's leaving the field, but seeing Mal comes before hitting the locker room. " Hey, Mal! Couldn't help but notice the poster." A grin tugs at his lips, just as wide as when he'd first caught a glimpse of it in the stands. " How long did that take you?"
S T A R T E R CALL!
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