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like this if u down for ur muse 2 drunkenly make out with fletcher

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FLETCHER WEST // end of summer staff bash

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PENELOPE WEST // end of summer staff bash

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writing the event desc: what’s a nice way to say that everyone gets trashed?

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homegirl just got dumped so imma be on my indie for the rest of the night

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Day 61: A song you liked when you were younger.

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     A SURGE of adrenaline rushed through him – like a mother lifting a car off their child – and he threw aside the planks, thankful they were one of the few things in the area not on fire. once a path was cleared, he shoved through the rest of the way, a weight lifted off his chest when he saw penelope. he dropped to the ground in front of her and threw his arms around her, pulling her against him. ❝ thank god, ❞ he breathed, a relieved laugh slipping from his lips.

      IT’S PURE relief when she finally hears some shuffling and the planks start to move. she takes few steps back to let him in, coughing as more smoke rolls in. a small smile paints her mouth from the sight of king and she wraps herself around him, giving him a tight squeeze. “ never been happier to see you. ” she murmurs –– more like  i didn’t think i’d see you again. she pulls back to assess to the damage, eyes flickering around to make sure king isn’t too hurt himself and finds herself relieved when he’s got nothing but a few bumps and bruises.  her gaze turns up and her smile grows. “ i’m so glad you’re okay. ” she breathes, her hands holding onto him to keep them from shaking.

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“ DON’T  tempt  me.”  he  mirrored  pip’s  tone,  winking  at  her  as  the  smirk  on  his  lips  grew  wider.  eliot  knew  she  was  covering  her  concern  with  sarcasm.  not  that  he  planned  on  calling  her  out  on  it.  hell,  he  was  guilty  of  doing  such  a  thing  himself.  “ yes  mother.”  his  words  were  accompanied  with  an  eye  roll,  “ RELAX,  i’m  fine —  although  i  do  love  the  idea  of  you  kicking  a  doctor’s  ass.”

    NOW that the initial worry subsided, pip actually allows herself to laugh at eliot’s stupid remarks. “ do you have an answer for everything? ” as if she weren’t guilty of the same habit. “ i would do it and you know it. all you have to do is say the word. ”

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“ PLEASE  you  couldn’t  kill  me.  you’d  miss  me  too  much.”  a  smug  grin  spread  across  his  face  as  he  spoke.  truthfully,  he  knew  he  should’ve  told  her  but  in  between  being  too  proud  to  admit  he’d  been  injured  &  SLIGHTLY  scared  shitless,  he  just  hadn’t  found  the  time.  “ i’m  sorry.”  his  usual  tone  dropped  as  he  gave  in  to  her  gesture,  wrapping  his  arm  around  her  gently  before  allowing  himself  to  pull  away,  “ sometimes  i  just  get  tired  of  dumping  stuff  on  you.”

      “ DON’T try me. ” she retorts, though it lacks any real conviction. despite being angry for not knowing, her primary concern is always the wellbeing of her friends. she might not voice it ( the corniness might kill her ) but, well, it’s clear in her actions. “ don’t scare me like that, okay? are you fine now? or do i have to kick a doctor’s ass to make sure of it? ”

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     ❝ – AND then they asked me how i feel about ‘colan’, ❞ he said, football perched between his fingers as he recalled his most recent convention experience. ❝ i thought maybe they were talking about the punctuation mark, or maybe the organ, but then glenn leaned over and whispered ‘they mean the ship’, and i remembered why i hardly go on twitter anymore. ❞

     “ NO OFFENCE, ” penelope begins, which only indicates that she’s about to say something offensive. go figure. “ but colan has to be the worst ship name since the hunger games’ potential for penis. do your fans love you or hate you, sometimes you gotta question these things. as for twitter, as entertaining as it can be, the fanbase part of it is ... quite scary. ”

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“Oh, I’m sure she’s definitely found something, not sure if she’d be giving it up though.” He murmured. “Well, you’ve just paid someone’s rent today. Guess someone’s benefiting.”

      “ YOU don’t think? i’m sure she would –– it’s only fair.. and she seemed like a fair lady. if she needs it for her rent anyhow, i’m glad it’s going to her. much better use than something trivial, you know? ” 

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“ PLEASE  you  couldn’t  kill  me.  you’d  miss  me  too  much.”  a  smug  grin  spread  across  his  face  as  he  spoke.  truthfully,  he  knew  he  should’ve  told  her  but  in  between  being  too  proud  to  admit  he’d  been  injured  &  SLIGHTLY  scared  shitless,  he  just  hadn’t  found  the  time.  “ i’m  sorry.”  his  usual  tone  dropped  as  he  gave  in  to  her  gesture,  wrapping  his  arm  around  her  gently  before  allowing  himself  to  pull  away,  “ sometimes  i  just  get  tired  of  dumping  stuff  on  you.”

      “ DON’T try me. ” she retorts, though it lacks any real conviction. despite being angry for not knowing, her primary concern is always the wellbeing of her friends. she might not voice it ( the corniness might kill her ) but, well, it’s clear in her actions. “ don’t scare me like that, okay? are you fine now? or do i have to kick a doctor’s ass to make sure of it? ”

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Kit lifted his head and blinked for a long moment before he actually took in what the other was saying. He felt exhausted, a little strung out maybe. “At least you got it free.” He smiled, taking the bottle and eyeing it. A brand he’d never seen before. “Huh. It smells kinda nice to me. Not too overpowering but not gross. Do you like it?”

     “ TRUE. can’t complain about that. ah, good –– i like it, but i didn’t want to be that guy, you know? ” he shrugs, eyeing kit carefully. “ everything okay? you look .. really tired. did you sleep alright? ”

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“ men are p r e d i c t a b l e, that’s why. what’s a picture online when you can see it live and in color? ” lips tucked between her teeth in an attempt to keep from laughing, arielle gave him a pitying look. “ oh, honey. you’re so clueless it’s adorable. ‘ FLASHING ’ —— as in pulling up my shirt and showin’ my breasts real quickly. it’s a thing we girls do on occasion and only when we choose to do the absolute most for no reason at all. and in regards to your wallet, maybe you should consider a purse or a fanny pack. ” she grinned at her last statement, tongue between her teeth. “ y’know, for convenience. ”

    “ I MEAN i guess –– not sure if it’s worth the slap to the face, though. ” he blinks at the word clueless; it’s not the first time he’s been called that. “ he asked to see your breasts in exchange for that? jeez, that’s scummy. what a cheapskate. the least he could’ve done is given you something worthwhile, though from the sounds of it he doesn’t seem like he had much to offer. ” he laughs at the idea of a fanny pack, though it doesn’t sound like a half bad suggestion. “ convenience, yeah. i might have to –– i lose things way too often. ”

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“I have no idea where that wall came from - has it always been standing there? And how much would it cost to keep you from acknowledging you just saw me walking straight into it?”

“Do keep in mind I’m nothing but a stylist around here.”

     “ PROMISE i didn’t see a thing. your secret’s safe with me. i run into walls probably on a daily basis, so there’s no judgement. stylist, gotcha –– hey, you wouldn’t happen to be a hair stylist would you? my last hair cut went a little.. awry. ” he pauses, reaching up to fiddle with his hair. 

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“ YEAH,  who  knows  what  you  might  find  in  there.”  the  corners  of  his  lips  perked  up  at  the  thought  before  dropping  again  as  he  sighed,   “ it’s  no  big  deal.  apparently  i  had  a  mild  brain  contusion.  fucked  up  my  vision.  they  reduced  some  swelling  or  some  SHIT  — i  was  distracted  by  a  hot  nurse  so  i  wasn’t  really  listening  when  the  doctor  explained  it.”

       “ COULD be anything, knowing you. ” her gaze stays narrowed as she listens, though the venomous look finally leaves her eyes. mild brain contusion. pip wants to smack him just hearing about it, but she’s too relieved to bring herself to do it. “ of course you were. i swear if you keep something like that from me again, i’ll kill you. ” she sighs, pulling forward to squeeze eliot in a hug. “ but i’m glad you’re okay. ”