don't you sweat it , baby .

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#𝐎𝐏𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 ⸻ an exclusive rpg blog dedicated to campusl1fe and home to a collection of muses as created , written and adored by becca .

summer portman: 23, theater major.

[puckbunnics]

open starter for anyone @ the hockey house party!

gianna had probably had about four, maybe five, drinks at this party and she was already at that point where she was extremely exhausted, but also kind of hungry. she decided to lay down on the couch to take a quick nap, but then felt her stomach grumble, which caused her to let out a small laugh. "did you hear that? it sounded like a damn motorcycle on the highway." she asked, not fully expecting an answer. "i could really go for some pizza right now, do you want a pizza? i'm getting us a pizza, i don't care." she added, dialing the delivery guy's number on her phone. "wait, what did you want on yours?"

[opclites]

summer had been doing a perfectly good job of pretending gianna didn't exist until the word pizza entered the conversation . gaze lifted immediately , though her expression remained unimpressed . " yeah , i heard it ... half of the house heard it , actually " she glanced overly briefly before settling back against the couch . " and why are you asking me like we're friends ? " the question came out bluntly , perhaps more so thanks to her slightly intoxicated state that left her with even less of a filter than usual , " whatever . pepperoni with extra cheese " a beat passed , " and if you like ... poison this or something to try and make sure you get the lead in the next production then i promise you i'll come back to haunt your ass . "

[lxvebgs]

Mitchie was happily providing for the people who couldn't drink beer or just preferred something sweeter, shamelessly flirting with some of the jocks as he saw a tiny figure flagging him down with a look of desperation. "Summer, y'know people have compared you to Cinderella before, but I doubt this is how you find your prince." he teased lovingly, before inspecting the heel. "I'll send them to a cobbler, but I might as well just get you the new ones, you like anything from the jimmy choo collection?" he asked as he scrolled through his phone. "Also pretty sure one of my girls has a set of spare shoes somewhere, they might be flats, are you okay with that?"

[opclites]

for a brief moment , summer's entire crises was forgotten " ... people compare me to cinderella ? " she asked immediately , visibly distracted as her eyes widened slightly and a soft grin lifted her lips , " like enough people for it to be a thing ? " the compliment settled in quickly , and despite herself , she looked entirely pleased before remembering the broken heel she was still clutching in her hand , attention snapping back to him . " wait , what ? " she blinked at him , " what's a cobbler ? isn't that the place that miss trunchbull sends all the kids to ? " hues narrow suspiciously before the next suggestion hits her , " flats ? " the words left her mouth like he'd personally insulted her entire family , " be so serious , right now . i'm emotionally devastated and you're offering me flats to wear at a party ? " despite the offense , her harshened expression drops for only a second , " ... i'll still take the jimmy choos , though . "

[delicatewhims]

caught in the crossfires after trying to escape the noise of the crowd, natalia knew she walked into a disaster waiting to strike. “me?” she points at herself, nail digging straight into her chest. natalia allows her nail to leave behind a mark before waltzing over to the damaged girl with her shoe. “love, i hate to break it to you, but it is…broken?” natalia hates to be the bearer of bad news, especially with someone like summer. she was well aware of her reputation and her talent: she’d written stories about her performances multiple times. “what size shoe are you? perhaps we can switch? i know my shoes aren’t exactly what you’re wearing, but they match at least! right?” natalia’s brows furrow. “or we can come up with something else? there’s plenty of solutions.”

[opclites]

summer stared at her for a moment , blinking as though she was genuinely considering the offer for a moment . gaze drifts down towards the other femme's shoes , before quickly snapping back up again , a strained smile pulling at her lips . " okay ... first of , that's like ... really sweet of you " she opened it up on a gentle note , clutching the broken heel against her chest . " but ... " the blonde hesitated , visibly racking her mind in search for the nicest possible wording , " they're just not ... the vibe , you know ? like don't get me wrong , your shoes are so cute for you ! but they're just not ... me , you know ? "

[icedruins]

....................there’s  a  cackle  of  laughter  that  leaves  her  throat  as  she  leans  in  close  ,  barking  softly  at  the  blonde  before  laughing  again  .     ❝  oh  sweet  girl  ,  puppies  ,  dogs  ,  whatever  .  ❞     fee  hummed  ,  shrugging  .     ❝  oh  goody  ,  i  wear  a  seven  ,  you’ll  fit  these  though  ,  they’re  a  bit  big  .  ❞     she  was  purposely  ignoring  the  complaint  ,  the  denial  ,  the  refusal  .  she  didn’t  care  ,  a  sticky  house  floor  was  the  least  of  her  problems  .  hell  ,  it  was  surprising  she  still  had  her  shoes  on  to  begin  with  .     ❝  the  way  i  see  ,  sum  ,  you  wear  my  shoes  and  enjoy  yourself  ,  cause  you  looking  hella  cute  ,  girl  ,  or  you  go  barefoot  and  whine  all  night  .  and  really  ,  just  take  the  damn  shoes  .  ❞     fee  uses  a  flat  palm  against  the  wall  ,  untangling  the  strap  of  her  shoe  with  ease  ,  left  foot  ,  right  foot  before  holding  them  out  to  summer  .     ❝  and  your  puppies  will  look  great  in  these  .  ❞

[opclites]

summer stared at the shoes being held out to her , " fee ... " she groaned , dragging out the other's name dramatically , though there was an unmistakable warmth creeping into her expression . " you're like impossible , do you know what ? " gaze of baby blues drop to the shoes , then to the femme's now bare feet , and back again . for a moment she looked ready to argue further before letting out an exaggerated sigh of defeat . " fine . but if you step on something gross and get foot disease , it's not my fault ! " carefully taking the shoes from her hands , summer clutched them to her chest before flashing a soft smile , almost reluctant smile . " but for the record , this does not mean i approve of them being called puppies " even as she said it , she was already slipping the shoes on her feet .

[hclenshivers]

Madelyn Cline & Odessa A'zion via Instagram

[s0vereignz]

open for: anyone !

where: off campus hockey house , mid party

what had started as a casual game of beer pong had rapidly evolved into something far more serious, mostly because sofía refused to lose. a small crowd had gathered around the table, every successful shot met with cheers loud enough to compete with the music, and she was having entirely too much fun. after sinking another cup, she placed the ping - pong ball on the table and flashed her opponent a grin. " should i start celebrating now, or do you want to pretend this is still close ? "

[opclites]

summer leaned over the table , squinting at sofia like she'd just been personally offended by the question . " oh my god , don't be so full of yourself " she slurred , perhaps having already had consumed one too many cups of alcohol to be considered a fit opponant at the game . not that she was planning on giving up . " you're not even winning by that much " lifting the nearest cup without much thought , she hesitated for half a second like she was considering strategy before shrugging it and downing it in one go and slamming the empty cup back down on the table . without really lining anything up , the femme picked up the ping pong ball and immediately threw it a bit too hard , sending it bouncing off the edge and skittering away somewhere behind them , " that still counts ! " she said instantly , like there was no debate to be had .

[ofjuv3nile]

fear etches itself behind pupils, gazing towards the blonde with a sense of anxiety. summer's dramatics were well known but it didn't stop elijah from feeling his heart rate race when he didn't have a logical solution to her chaos. normal day, he'd just intermingle himself into the intense emotions, egging her on from behind the scenes with encouraging words: you tell him, or that's right, sum! but with the demands being shoved towards him, it's a newfound territory that's causing distress. “  uh ... i mean, i got like some steeltoe boots in my closet, but i doubt they'd fit. or like ... some crocs, they're pink, if that helps. ” a brief pause, before he's closing space between them and bending over, a light tap on her leg before he's hoisting it up and taking the other shoe into his grasp. it takes two seconds before the identical crack can be heard and he's standing up to hold the other heel in his hand. “  there. now you got two broken heels that match. problem solved.   ”

[opclites]

for a moment summer simply stared at him . then at the heel in his hand , then back at him , her mouth falling open in genuine horror . " elijah ! " she shrieked , clutching the remaining piece of her shoe to her chest as though he'd just committed a violent crime , " what is wrong with you ?! this was already an emergency and now you've made it a double emergency . do you realise how expensive these were ?! " she gestured vaguely at her feet , balancing herself awkwardly as she tried not to move too much , " and don't stand there looking proud of yourself . you are officially not allowed to help , ever again ! "

[petalsonice]

sloane  was  on  the  blonde's  side  the  moment  she  caught  her  limping  to  the  wall from the corner of her eyes  "  oh  just  a  heel,  thank  god !  you  scared  the  shit  out  of  me.  "  she  lets  out  an  exasperated  sigh.  sloane  takes  a  beat  assessing  the  situation,  her  brain  not  at  full  capacity  after  so  many  drinks,  eyebrow  scrunching  together  in  thought  before  she  smiles  "  i  would  never  suggest  that,  "  she  waves,  head  tilting  with  a  sheepish  look  on  her  features  "okay,  i  would,  but  just  so  you  can  put  mine  on.  "  the  brunette  bends  to  shimmy  her  boots  off  to  offer  them  to  her  friend  "now,  baby, " she starts slowly, "  i  know  i'm  less  sparkly  than  you  ...  but  they  both  have  their  heels  intact,  so  what  do  you  say  ?  "

[opclites]

summer's expression softened almost immediately , a dramatic hand held to her chest as she looked at sloane with visible appreciation , " wait that's actually so sweet . " her gaze then dropped to the boots in offer before shaking her head , " but absolutely not . i'm not stealing your boots because mine decided to have a public breakdown . then we'd both be victims " she declared dramatically , " besides ... you can't walk about barefoot in here . you'll catch something " despite the catastrophe at hand , she manages a laugh at that . " seriously though , the fact you're willing to sacrifice your outfit for me is kind of everything ... " the femme says , the generous amount of alcohol she'd already consumed making her more emotionally sentimental that she likely should be , expression forming a dramatic pout , ready to turn this into a mushy moment .

[rcordovas]

"i mean, what. do you want me to grab that guy's skateboard so you won't be technically barefoot?" finger points at another guest. he shrugs. "i really don't know what you expect me to do, miss."

[opclites]

summer stared at him for a moment , visibly unimpressed with both suggestions . " okay first of , don't call me miss when you're being this unhelpful " she shot back , gaze following his finger to the skateboard and immediately dismissing the idea , " second ... absolutely not , i'll end up concussed . " shifting her weight awkwardly against the wall , she let out a dramatic sigh . " i'm not asking you to perform surgery , i'm asking for one good idea . just one . "

[breakaw4y]

𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗈   𝗐𝖺𝗌   𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒   𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀   𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾   𝗌𝗁𝖾   𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽   𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀   𝗍𝗁𝖾   𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.   not   a   polite   laugh   either.   the   kind   that   made   him   bend   at   the   waist   for   a   second,   one   hand   pressed   against   his   chest   while   party   lights   flashed   red   and   blue   across   the   kitchen   behind   them.   around   them,   the   house   was   still   moving   at   full   speed,   music   rattling   through   the   floorboards,   people   squeezing   past   with   drinks   sloshing   over   their   hands,   but   summer   standing   there   clutching   a   detached   heel   like   evidence   in   a   criminal   investigation   was   somehow   the   most   important   thing   happening   all   night.   “   no,   no,   hold   on.   ”   he   held   both   hands   up,   still   grinning.   “   let   me   process   this.   ”   his   eyes   dropped   to   the   broken   boot,   then   back   to   her   face.   “   you   lasted,   what   ?   an   hour   ?   ”   a   beat.   “   honestly   ?   respect.   that’s   a   personal   record   for   you.   ”   he   took   the   heel   from   her   hand   and   turned   it   over   dramatically   like   he   was   examining   a   priceless   artifact.   “   okay.   here’s   where   we’re   at.   option   one,   we   find   duct   tape.   option   two,   we   find   super   glue.   option   three...   ”   his   gaze   narrowed   thoughtfully.   “   i   carry   you   around   the   party   like   a   victorian   woman   with   a   weak   constitution.   ”   the   smile   broke   across   his   face   before   he   could   hold   it   back.   “   and   before   you   say   no,   just   know   that’s   currently   our   strongest   option.   ”

[opclites]

summer's mouth fell open in immediate offense , " you're laughing ?! " she exclaimed , glaring at him like he'd personally sabotaged the boots himself before glancing back down at the broken heel with a dramatic groan , " it's not funny , nico . it's literally a tragedy " but despite her outrage , a reluctant smile threatened to break through when he started listing solutions , an instant calm and a sense of ease that he seems to bring to the femme so easily . " absolutely not , you're not carrying me around " she said instantly , though conviction faded the second she tested a step and nearly lost her balance , immediately grabbing for his arm , " okay ... maybe we don't like , completely rule it out " a scrunch of her nose as she looked down at the uneven boots . " and for the record , these boots were expensive . like ... offensively expensive . they were supposed to survive at least one full party before deciding to betray me " summer rolled her eyes . " duct tape is ugly , and super glue sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen ... " the femme explains , and a brief moment of contemplation follows , " ... i guess being carried around everywhere does sound kind of fun . "

[mad3lyncline]

𝑴𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑳𝒀𝑵 𝑪𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬 . Via Instagram ( x ) .

[hxartlcss]

" oh no . " the giggle that left her was immediate as she looked at the broken shoe in hand . she was luckily , quite used to the dramatics of the blonde before her given how many classes they shared . sadly , she was also about four red cups too deep for the seriousness of the situation to really provide any help in this situation . " erm , we could break the other one ? they'd make a very cute pair of flats ? "

[opclites]

summer stared at her for a solid beat , completely unmoving , as if she was trying to determine whether that had been a joke or a personal attack before letting out a slow , offended gasp . " absolutely not " the femme said immediately , clutching the broken heel closer like it needed protection , " do you hear yourself right now ? that's not a solution , that's sabotage . i'm literally in distress right now and you're actively making it worse " despite her words , a faint laugh slips through , the several cups of alcohol already consumed at least helping her to find some degree of humour in the situation .

[hxartlcss]

noah's head lifted from where it'd been resting against the back of the couch , attention dragging away from whatever disaster was currently unfolding across the room . there was a crash somewhere in the kitchen followed by several voices yelling at once , but he'd long since accepted that was somebody else's problem . or more likely it would be his problem , but in the morning . he didn't want to deal with it right now . instead , his eyes dropped to the screen between them. " what ? " he frowned immediately . the photo in question was objectively one of the better ones . candid . warm . the kind people spent hours trying to recreate on purpose . his confusion only deepened . " sum you look like you , there's nothing awful about this photo . " he muttered , pulling his phone from her grip before she could get rid of it .

[opclites]

summer immediately made a noise of protest the second the phone was taken from her , twisting slightly in her spot as she makes an attempt to reach for it , like she actually had a chance at physically stop him from keeping it . " noah " she whined softly , though there's not nearly as much drama behind her tone as there typically would be , " it is awful . my hair's doing something weird and that angle is totally betraying me " the blonde insisted as she looked up at him through narrowed eyes , " besides , you're biased . you took the photo , of course you're gonna say it's fine " but despite her complaints she settled back into her space nuzzled into his side , almost as if admitting defeat , but not without letting out a sigh . " just ... don't post it anywhere . "

[icedruins]

……………….. ❝  i  didn’t  say  a  thing  . . .  ❞     fee  huffed  ,  cup  latched  between  her  teeth  as  she  dramatically  raised  her  hands  in  surrender  ,  glancing  at  the  broken  heel  .  granted  ,  her  thoughts  were  often  easily  read  on  her  features  ,  especially  when  alcohol  was  involved  .  but  she  never  actually  said  anything  .     ❝  no  one  is  going  to  be  lookin’  at  your  dogs  ,  sum  .  ❞     and  even  if  they  did  ,  half  of  the  people  in  the  room  were  far  too  drunk  to  care  .  blue  eyes  drifted  down  to  her  own  feet  ,  contemplating  for  a  moment  .     ❝  what’s  your  shoe  size  ?  ❞     fee  questioned  ,  staring  intently  .  summers  feet  didn’t  look  too  much  bigger  or  smaller  than  her  own  and  well  ,  fee  had  always  been  a  bare  foot  child  ,  and  she  didn’t  care  if  she  lost  her  shoes  for  the  night  . 

[opclites]

summer blinked at her for a second like she had just said something deeply offensive , " my dogs ? " she repeated , almost horrified , immediately glancing down at her own feet . " please never call them that again . and like , if you have to ... at least call them puppies " but despite the complaint , her expression softened slightly at the reassurance , though she still looked unconvinced about the overall state of her life at this current moment . " also , people are totally looking " she insisted , despite the surrounding bodies all being completely busy and preoccupied to even notice what was going on , " i can feel it . i'm a spectacle right now " . at the femme's question , she paused , eyes flickering down and then back up again . " seven and a half ... why ? " a suspicious pause followed , then her face slowly changed as realization hit . " no " the blonde said immediately , shaking her head before the other could even continue , " no , no , no . i know that look . you're not giving me your shoes , you'll catch something ! "

[opclites]

a CLOSED starter for @hxartlcss, ft. summer and noah !

for once , summer wasn't in the middle of the chaos — instead comfortably perched on the living room sofa , tucked into noah's side . the hockey house was loud in the way only frat parties managed to be ... music vibrating through the walls , voices overlapping in heated conversation and someone definitely about to get yelled at for standing on furniture . but summer didn't care enough to look up for long , lost in their content little bubble . and noah's phone was much more interesting , balanced between them as she scrolled through the endless photos from earlier when she'd forced him to be her photographer for the night . " oh my god " she groaned as she landed on one picture in particular . more natural , caught off guard . " delete this immediately , i look awful . "

[rcordovas]

dark eyes looked down at the girl's shoe situation. "my highly qualified opinion is that this is not what a 'literal emergency' looks like." he let out a scoff. "unfortunately, blondie, they don't teach us heeled-boot surgery in med school. so all i can suggest is you go barefoot."

[opclites]

a look of pure offense washes over summer's features , clutching the broken heel to her chest like his words were a personal insult . " this is absolutely a literal emergency " hues narrow slightly , " and barefoot ? " she scoffs as though he'd suggested that she amputate a limb , " in a hockey house floor ? i'd rather die , actually " the femme grimaces at the thought . " and like ... be so serious for a second . look at them ! " she gestures vaguely towards her outfit with her free hand , " do these look like shoes i can just casually abandon ?! "