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lucaisms:

* // * luca once again reminds themself that things are not easy right now & the circumstances are hitting some harder than others. admittedly , they didn’t know for certain if the other had known spencer or not , as they didn’t really keep tabs on the ins & outs of most of the student body. however , if they had to guess by the way noah is acting , they’d assume that noah had. either that or luca had somehow just failed to notice this type of attitude before. so with a sigh , they try to ignore the tension radiating from the other & sit across from them. “ that’s the one , ” they reply with a short nod. “ i just need to know what format the professor wants for the response. i had to step out early last class. ” — ( hover for ooc note )

they nodded as they silently wondered what type of person luca was. they weren’t really that close, but he wondered if luca was one of those don’t ask types - one to keep i’m sorry’s and my deepest condolences to a minimum. regardless, it wasn’t like noah expected much. still, they felt like their name was attached to the lips of half the student body right now. or not their name, per se. but their title. how’s the boyfriend taking it? made noah want to punch someone’s face out. but maybe luca didn’t know. and that definitely made noah look worse. not that they cared. “500 words, discuss the physiological impact of a certain symptom of your choice. how he expects us to fit it into 500 words is beyond me, but...”

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hqmilo:

the shit - eating grin was so QUICK to spread across the young male’s lips as he watched the president pack his things up . “ no money in the world would convince me to try to understand your homework or studying , noah , ” mainly because i already have all the money in the world ; not something milo was just going to flat out say , but the thought was definitely there . “ what kind of trouble are you wantin’ tonight , pal ? ” he hummed to himself for only a moment before standing up & putting the chair back as he had found it . “ you wanna do something physical , ” phrasing , “ you wanna stay inside , or do you wanna go explore something ? ”

it only took a few moments for noah’s things to have been haphazardly shoved inside their bag, glasses included. he slid them off their face expertly and tucked them into their casing. it wasn’t like noah hated the way they looked with them on, but they knew that whatever milo had planned, noah was not about to shatter hundreds of dollars worth of insurance coverage for no reason. “you know what... pick your poison, milo,” they said, sighing, a gentle grin looping onto their face. “i could... care less.” the less decisions they had to make right now, the better. god knows they’d be bad - not that milo’s would be better.

// replies coming sporadically today! xoxo

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hqmilo:

the corner of milo’s lips pulled up into a tight smirk as noah shot back a sarcastic remark . his hazel eyes studied the other for a moment , before pulling a chair out & sitting on the it backwards . “ i hate to break it to ya , noah , but i don’t need to know any of this science - stuff . i can however , show you a really good time if ya wanna quit all this . ” he knows how his words must sound to any ease - droppers in the library ; but milo hardly cared - it was fun .

noah chuckled under their breath. part of them always wondered what they were getting themselves into with milo, but it was never... completely unexpected. over the last little while, noah had gotten used to the energy of his vice president - partly because it seemed so vastly different from his own. but they worked. somehow. maybe it was because noah was also a mess... just a different kind, usually. “honestly, i’d pay to see you try to understand half of what i’m doing right now,” they chuckled as they closed the textbook in front of them and shut their laptop. “god, i hate how much i want to get out of here,” they mused to themselves as they packed their messenger bag.

// online and gonna be popping in and about all day and am super excited to get to replies and plots! also gonna be working on a detailed wc page for noah and brainstorming around with another character! like this if you want me to pop into your inbox and i haven’t already !! - o

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ovdaniel:

denial was a regular reaction for daniel. walking meadhow’s halls while thinking his best friend’s going to show up soon was an unhealthy habit, yet he couldn’t manage to think otherwise. as he entered the library, a place where spencer and daniel spent many hours together, noah caught his eyes. daniel knew spencer’s boyfriend didn’t like him that much. however, he loved seeing his mate happy while teasing his best friend’s boyfriend in the process. “ noah, my man. ” daniel sneered and patted his shoulder, ignoring noah’s tone. “ always nice catching up with you. how’s it been? ”

noah narrowed their eyes, not even looking up as he heard daniel’s booming voice and - moreover - felt his hand hit noah’s shoulder. if noah had any restraint in place, he wouldn’t have rolled his eyes, but the perky tone of daniel’s voice sent noah over the edge. the... happiness. or at least, it read that way. not in a million years could noah have that kind of energy right now, after what had happened. “we’re not friends, daniel. you don’t have to... i don’t know. do whatever this is,” they said, eyes still trained on the paper in front of them.

rosetms:

noah’s words made her laugh , for the first time today actually . as much as she would hate to admit it , they really knew how to make her smile. “ you know more than anyone how much the power has already gone to my head . ” she replied honestly , with a shrug of her shoulders . it was no secret that rose used her power to get whatever she wanted & 9 times out if 10 , it worked in her favour - she loved it . the girl gave a sigh , she had all of this pent up emotion inside of her that she had no idea what to do with - so she was kind of grateful that she heard part of that girls conversation , so that she could take some frustration out on her . noah’s reply provoked a smirk to spread across her lips . “ as long as that other HBIC takes me along for the ride. ”

hearing her laugh was strangely soothing - but then again, any sense of normalcy was. when the entire campus was having a conversation about a dead body, anything was. “you know what, that’s a fact. i’m not going to dispute it,” they poked back, full well knowing she was more than already there. “maybe the other hbic thinks you’ll spoil all the fun... i don’t know... my style is a little less... jackson pollock.” a beat. a breath. the wave of the gravity of the situation hitting them once again. “i just... can’t believe he’s gone.”

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hqmilo:

boredom had struck at the ripe time of four & to milo’s dismay , none of his typical hobbies sounded all that entertaining . painting would be too messy seeing as the male had to work later that evening & clay ? that was completely out of the picture if painting was . so , with nothing else to do , milo went to his guilty pleasure of places : the library . a place he was hoping to not be seen at by anyone who he deemed ‘ close ’ to him . lucky for him , milo managed to see noah in the library before they could see him . “ sorry bud , i don’t have any other reason than i’m trying to help you ‘cause you look miserable right now . ”

if it weren’t for the fact that milo and noah were close, noah might have thrown their neuroscience textbook right at milo’s head. or maybe they would have because they were close. even so, the books stayed on the table, and noah leaned back in his chair when he heard the familiar voice. “wow, what an accurate guess - how did you figure that one out?” noah said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “how are you going to help me, milo? really, because i’m fucking all ears at this point,” they sighed, closing their laptop to have a conversation with their friend, pushing the glasses back onto the bridge of their nose.

kanonize:

a look at kanon’s stoic face would never give you the idea that she’d been admitted to meadowbank on a rhythmic gymnastics scholarship. sure enough though when her proud nose wasn’t buried within the pages of a book it was usually looking down at the floor of the severely underfunded gym that she trained in. her nose scrunched uncomfortably as the door to the gym swung open. too bright light poured in illuminating the dust that covered most surfaces. “i rented the gym for the hour.” her face showed no willingness to compromise on the subject. “did you hear me?” @meadowbankstart

noah chucked their bag into the bleachers of the half of the already tiny gym, sitting down, pulling out their shoes. they heard kanon talk and had figured she had caught her mistake, though even if she had, noah’d be hard pressed to believe she’d give in that easily. their basketball shoes replaced their boots, ignoring her until she spoke again. “you rented the gym for 45 minutes, and half the gym for 15,” noah said, a sly smirk on his face. god, they loved pissing off kanon. “don’t worry, i’m not gonna play until you leave, if you’re worried about your precious ears and the sound of a basketball on the court,” they sneered.

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fineastin:

fin shook his head in response to a few things, first being the apology. but mostly it’d been in regards to the situation neither had yet to directly address. spencer. figuring he’d have to address it with them in some shape or form one day or the next, fin said ‘one, two, three fuck it’ and shrugged his shoulders before opening his mouth. “listen, i’m not gonna come at you unless you want me to.” because if fin was good at one thing it’s playing dumb. addressing the issues was never quite his style. “i mean, i’m fine,” he answered simply, hiking his bag higher up his shoulder. “think my western civ t.a. might hate me — “ pause for finger guns, “ — but just smoked a blunt with my poetry professor. which, you know, speaking of if you want some just, you know, i gotcha.”

noah wasn’t one to make a scene about apologies - it was something he rarely did. but he knew when he was in the wrong, when a simple word would make the tensions a lot better. granted, that counted on noah actually wanting to make things better. if he had been in any other state of mind, he might have retorted back with something along the lines of a don’t get used to hearing it, but today was too much. he nodded, noticing how both of the two skirted around the name that hung in the air that surrounded them, but didn’t say anything about it. “your poetry prof is definitely cooler than my psych prof,” noah laughed gently. “and i... might take you up on that. god knows i need it,” they said, voice heavy with a streak of despair.

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lucaisms:

* // * luca narrows their eyes slightly at the hostility that they’re met with , but other than that , they remain entirely undeterred. without giving an immediate verbal response , luca places their bag on top the other’s table & begins to shuffle through their items for a specific book. “ i’m only here because i have a question about the assignment due tomorrow , ” they start curtly. despite knowing that things around campus are understandably tense at the moment , they couldn’t help but be a bit irritated by the snappiness of their classmate’s tone. it had instantly put luca in a poor mood & they’re not too sure how well they managed at keeping that fact from being obvious. “ sorry to bother you. but if i could ask anyone else , trust me , i would. ” — ( hover for ooc note )

noah raised his head, glaring through their glasses to spot the other psych student standing in front of them. they smiled curtly at luca. it wasn’t anything they had done, but the tension and weight on noah’s shoulders was heavy, and it was hard to piece out, especially when he was trying so hard to otherwise keep face when everyone was trying to drag him to hell and back. “oh yeah, i’m sure i’m the last person anyone wants to talk to right now,” noah said satirically. “you mean this one?” they prompted, pointing to the papers, sighing in a slight defeat. “what do you need to know?” noah asked, though they weren’t a hundred percent sure they’d even be able to answer it.

#omg idk how you did the hover thing but that's so cool #ftlucaromano.txt

fineastin:

his forward momentum ceased the second noah spoke. fin even flinched, mind transporting him back to being a kid when he’d used to bound into his father’s office and receive lectures instead of attention. the whiskey was doing a number to his memory— and liver — but fin could have sworn he’d heard those exact words before. and so he went on the defense, just like he’d learned, lifting his hands up in surrender. “i mean, i was just going to pay you last month’s dues but, i mean… hey,” fin shrugged, retracing his steps backwards, “clearly a bad time. i’ll just catch you later.” and for anyone that knew fin, later wasn’t in a few hours or even the next day. later often meant weeks or never.

noah silently cursed themselves for coming off so defensive. it wasn’t like they didn’t have a reason, but they had barely even... let the person in front of them get a word in. and when he heard fin’s voice, noah visibly winced. he didn’t mean harm. “i... sorry,” noah whispered. “i didn’t mean for... i just thought you were... coming to talk to me about something else,” they said. if he had been, it wouldn’t have been the first time today or in the last 24 hours that someone had (problematically) asked noah what he knew. “no it’s fine. i’m sorry - really. how are you doing?” noah asked, desperate to make amends - at least with his own fraternity members.

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rosetms:

her heart was still pounding 5x faster than it’s normal rate & she could swear that it was loud enough for those around her to hear . she always had a short temper & went from 0 to 100 much quicker than a normal person . but something lately , just made everything worse . when she heard the voice from beside her , she rolled her eyes & gave a laugh . noah . something about his presence lately , brought her comfort & peace. not that she would tell him that of course . “ sometimes karma has to come in the form of not just a bitch , but a HBIC … ” she replied , referring to her position on the cheerleading team & in kappa . “ if i didn’t do it , no one else would … ”

noah didn’t like rosalind - the whole school knew that. but watching her snap and yell and scream was... cathartic. suffice to say, noah was, well, a little bit jealous. it was everything he had wanted to do and everything he had kept himself from doing. after three years of working up an image, there was no way they were going to ruin it by turning into the hysterical boyfriend, even though all they wanted to do was dump a venti starbucks frappucino onto some girl fake crying about how close she and spencer were, the same way rosalind had. “you’re gonna let all that power go to your head,” they said, leaning back, watching people skirt around the social crimescene. “who knows, maybe a different HBIC would have,” they winked. she wasn’t the only one who could flex a position.

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rosetms:

a red mist had descended over her & she just lost herself . how could they stand their & cry for someone who they - on more than one occasion - told to & kill themselves. the last thing she remembered was dumping her double chocolate frappuccino over the girls head before shoving her really hard & screaming in her face . now she was getting carried away . once set down , she slumped down on the nearest bench & took in as deep of a breath that she could. “ fucking fake contradicting bitch ….. ” she muttered , more to herself than anything else as her eyes began to sting from the tears that were threating them. @meadowbankstart

he saw it happen from the corner of his eye, the drink splash and her screams. noah couldn’t help but put a hand over their mouth, just too far away to intervene - and not like she’d have listened to him anyway. besides, it was nice to see people get what noah so badly wanted to do sometimes. after he watched her move to the bench, he sat down on the other end, just far enough away to maintain a distance. “you know really know how to pick your battles, don’t you, rosalind?” they chuckled. “she’s deserved that for... god... ages,” he laughed quietly under his breath.

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INT. LIBRARY -- [ open / @meadowbankstart ]

Noah sat in the library, papers sprawled out around him on the desk. It wasn’t unlike Noah to find himself in the library to study. It was just... easier. Something about the bookstacks encouraged Noah to work instead of slack off. If only Noah could wrap their head around their work. But ever since the... accident, Noah’s mind had been drifting back and forth. The pictures, the reports. Everything all over the news. The only thing that shook them out of their daze of replaying images was the sound of someone else approaching his table. “If you’re going to interrupt me, you better have a damn good reason,” Noah said, partially snappy, not looking up from where his eyes were trained on the paper in front of him, glasses on the edge of his nose, blonde curls falling around their face, coming loose out of their messy bun. He was just... agitated.

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