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[ 'don't you forget about me' plays in the background ] hello hi sorry i wasn't on yesterday it was v busy but i shall catch up on my replies tonight !! (-:
Man, I hate high school.
elvyras:
❛ do you really think i’d take your money for ‘em ? —— nah, man. jus’ take ‘em. ❜ they try to smile, but end up wincing at their attempt. swiftly, they take their hair tie from their wrist & make a tiny ponytail at the back of their head. ❛ —— the only hangover recipe i know is MORE ALCOHOL. like, beer with an egg in it or something. so, i’ll take whatever you’re offerin’. ❜
❛ it was worth a shot, i don’t want to just take things for free. but thanks. ❜ petrov quickly answered in regards to the kinder eggs before shrugging off her backpack to pull out a piece of paper and pen. in her MESSY, slanted handwriting she wrote down a short remedy. ❛ ok, so you’re going to need peppermint tea, if you don’t have that you’ll need some ginger tea and if you don’t have that then whatever sports drink you have. you gotta throw it back like a shot, then eat two bananas, preferably with peanut butter. ❜
loganwright:
“The force? Like from Star Wars?”
“Well, yeah. What other franchise relates to something as iconic as the Force? I’m guessing you’re not big on it?”
bchatti:
behti awkwardly laughed, trying to laugh away the tension that was brought on with the naming of her ex. “it’s okay! i know you guys are friends,” she admitted with a reassuring smile. behati dipped her brush into the yellow paint, showing her friend the proof. “i do know that! you wear it like all the time, you know. it looks really good on you, which not a lot of people can say.” her lips curved up into a smile, making the last couple strips against her canvas to finish the painting. “um, absolutely? that sounds perfect.”
“good, i think i’ll have the largest size they have. keep telling myself i’ll try something new but strawberry-banana is fucking heaven sent.” from this point on she refused for there to be any sort of awkward tension. kai had slipped right out of her mouth without a second thought, she figures maybe that’s why friends of an ex-couple have to choose a side so things like this doesn’t happen. except petrov isn’t the type to dive into jersey shore like drama, choosing instead to be zen and friends with everyone. “you know, i’ve missed hanging out with you.” she confessed after a pregnant pause, “what’ve you been up to, b?”
klancasters:
A rut. Yeah, that’s exactly what he’s in. Jesus, if Petrov had known him before — if she had any idea what he’d come from to be here… Well, then perhaps she’d understand it a little better than she likely does now. It has less to do with homesickness (although that’s a large factor) than it does to do with wanderlust, and he’s got no resources here to indulge in it. Hell, back in the UK he hadn’t had much either, but at least his large network of friends and near-acquaintances had kept his head above water. If he tried that now, he’d be washed up in days. No, the nine to five is sadly necessary, and though it’s pretty much fucking killing him, giving up his job to go gallivanting about the countryside just isn’t realistic anymore. “It’s not so bad.” He says, swallowing down the storm of negativity like it doesn’t exist at all, and allowing his lips to curve up into a sort of smirk that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’m used to having dirty claws in me — corporate or otherwise. And hey, you know, for once I don’t actually think it does have to do with your stolen crush. Not everything revolves around your should’ve-would’ve-could’ve’s, pal.” He’s teasing her; they’ve long since gotten past the point of even pretend animosity about that particular situation. It’s easy-going, smooth-sailing. “Why? I don’t reckon I look anything like a sculpture, let alone a Greek one. Is that meant to be complimentary? I feel like it’s meant to be complimentary.”
“You sly dog.” Petrov grinned, silently laughing at his sneaky innuendo. Humor was something she deeply believed in, if someone made her laugh they were a keeper and it never took much to get a shit-eating smile out of her. Perhaps it was the marijuana she’s consumed over the years that turned her into this...positive hipster socialist with a yellow beanie on her head, or simply because she tended to avoid situations that would place her from the chill zone into the stress zone. Despite her risky nature when it comes to physical activities such as doing an ollie down a fourteen step staircase knowing there’s a chance she’d break an arm; Petrov would choose that a million times then come to terms that sooner or later she’ll have to face uncomfortable choices and accept her fate as an adult who doesn’t know what the hell she’s doing. “Easy for you to say, pal. Sometimes at night I wake up with this terrible pain in my chest and you know what it is? Heartbreak.” She jokingly responded, her crush on Behati had been long forgotten knowing that it was never going to happen she soon got over it when more girls trickled into the picture. “Yes you fucking doofus.” She mumbled, picking up her pipe once more, “Greek sculptures are supposed to be like...art and shit. You got some fucking sharp cheekbone, you can kill someone with those.”
lostcausc:
“Hey, at least I didn’t describe in DETAIL my favorite dicks that I’ve blown. What beautiful MASTERPIECES. Well if we’re not going to talk about DICK, what should we talk about? Polar bears? Certainly not VAG. No thanks.”
“Thank god, I would’ve DIED. I think i’ll just take your word for it. I’m kidding, please tell me all about your feverous AFFAIRS. Oh! I love polar bears, we need to talk more about them everywhere. They’re losing their homes it’s actually very sad -- also, I don’t kiss and tell, so don’t worry about that.”
jcsephines:
“All I’m saying is I don’t believe in aliens like they’re always portrayed in movies and stuff because that doesn’t comform with like any scientific evidence. Otherwise yeah, sure we’re not the only planet with living organisms on it.”
“When did I say I agreed with their mainstream made-up appearance? Is it because I call them Aliens and not living organisms, Miss Future NASA Astronaut? I mean what about Area Fifty-One? Or The Fourth Kind, that shit couldn’t have been made up that mother looked torn as heck her daughter was totally abducted. The owls know it.”
outgoing text to :: PETROV
JETT: i'm coming for all of the serial killers. they will write stories about me, tell em to children in order to scare em so they'd go to bed early
JETT: oh i don't know, maybe cause im the oscar killer and ill spare your life if you do this teeny tiny thing for me ??
JETT: yo i got some spliffs rolled, they're dyin to be smoked
PETROV: yeah yeah, you're the next bye-bye man we GET IT. i'll tell my future kids about how u spared my LIFE
PETROV: "teeny tiny thing" LOL in this weather it's like Death but i'm coming over, just stuff a whole bunch of bug repellents in my backpack
PETROV: sick !! IMMA coming !!
imessage 📲petrov
CARTER: I think both are equally gross
CARTER: my mouth hates me if I eat too much pineapple
PETROV: pizza is meant to be pepperoni and bacon only
PETROV: it STINGS like hell dude
PETROV: also how much for a new muffler? for my dad's truck?? it's a 2015 ford f150 idk if that matters
✉️ TEXT → PETROV
MAISY: great, thanks. i hadn't thought of that! now i've gotta watch out for larry the psycho serial killer
MAISY: basically
MAISY: nah, i'll still take that
PETROV: you're gonna have to look for a white male, 5'8-6'0, late twenties to mid thirties, probably has cowboy yee-haw accent. oh shit that's 98% of everyone here !
PETROV: ummmmmm
PETROV: red at 2:26 a.m ✔
PETROV: *read akshdlkhf
@beetlejuices: friendly reminder that coffee is gross and the govt is watching so put a band aid on ur webcams also i'm gay af
vvrens replied to your audio post: The Growlers - Black Memories
LOVE THE GROWLERS
YES omg they’re so great
✉️ TEXT → PETROV
MAISY: i knew it!
MAISY: but really. i don't either. no card
MAISY: oh yeah yellow would have been better
MAISY: pinks not really my thing
PETROV: huh, lets hope it's not a creep like in criminal minds
PETROV: yellow is the color of happiness and cheese on pizza, ahem, the same thing
PETROV: damn, guess i have to take back that pink lamborghini i bought you too