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#sorry i haven't been on school has been kicking my bootay this week !!#outofcocks

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“’m Frances… Frances Hendrix…” They bite their lip, looking down at their hands. “’s a pleasure t’ meet you.”

“Are you fucking serious? We have the same last name, that’s so rad.” Ryan replied with a laugh as she threw on a random shirt right infront of them.

#frances

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“Alright—’m sorry for walkin’ in on you… I’m Frances by the way.“

“No need to say sorry, babe -- it happens. I’m Ryan, Ryan Hendrix. You can call me Ry though.”

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Frances shrugs lightly, hands still covering their face. “Well I mean—s’ no problem. I’m gonna go ‘n let you get changed ‘n stuff.”

“No, no. You can stay and talk with me if you’d like. I just have to put a shirt on, that’s all.” She replied.

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“Um— ‘S cause I haven’t really… ‘Specially not a pretty one.”

“Oh, um -- thank you? Sorry, not really used to hearing something like that.”

#Frances #Ohh okay now I get it :) I read their bio btw just now !

brewolff:

Breanna just stared blandly at the girl who was obviously a little worked up, a dry squint of her eyes signifying that she obviously couldn’t have cared less. She pressed her knee down into the messily made bed beside her, relaxing against the pillow as her eyes traced the weather worn cracks in the ceiling. “Great, wonderful, leave me the key when you go– and maybe one of your bras in case Justice starts taking clothing donations. Giving back is so important.”

“For the last goddamn time, I’m not a 32 b. I take serious offense to that, and I can’t believe somebody would think such a thing. Also, if there’s a chance I’m stuck rooming with you, I think very, very strict rules need to be set up so I don’t feel the need to wrap my hands around your neck one day.” She told the girl in a very serious tone of voice.

#bre

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“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” Frances exclaims, trying to cover their blush with their hand. This was why they didn’t want to go to boarding school. For this exact reason.

“Why are you looking all flustered? You act like you’ve never seen a girl in a bra before...” Ryan couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

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srslymason:

“I AM SO SORRY–,” Mason blurted out, more fear in his eyes than anything as a hand shot up over his eyes as well as his back turning to the woman. He’d been looking for Frances to check if she’d ever gotten the milk she’d been talking about but had single handedly managed to scar the both of them.

“Shit, look, you’re okay -- mistakes happen, I guess I’m just not used to the whole boarding school lifestyle.” She replied to Mason, looking over at him.

#mason

brewolff:

“Calm down, Charlie Brown, it’s not like I get my jollies looking at your 32 B’s.” Breanna stalked in the room carelessly, dropping her shoulder bag down next to the bed closest to the window where the rest of her belongings were mostly strewn. She hadn’t really been around the dorms much since the first day, just to pop in for a bit of shut eye early in the morning, only to dip out for the showers a couple hours later. “I’m your room mate and if you speak to me like a child again I will curb stomp your itty bitty head off the window sill.”

Turning her head and realizing who it was, she immediately rolled her blue eyes at the girl. “Okay, for starters, I’m not a 32 B - how fucking dare you think my tits are that small. Two, I’m highly considering switching roomates because I don’t know how I’m going to survive a whole school year being forced to room with a huge bitch like you.” She told Bre.

#HAHA THEY ARE ROOMIES YAAAAS #ROOMIES THAT HATE ONE ANOTHER I CAN DIG THIS #bre

“What the fuck are you doing in here? Don’t you realize you obviously have the wrong room? I’m in my bra for god sakes, just trying to get dressed here,” she paused for a brief moment, “But yeah, love you and miss you too, mother…” She finished the conversation she was having on the phone with her mom before rolling her eyes at the figure in her doorway.