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𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 … twenty4, journalism major, damian hardung.
𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝘳𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 … twenty2, creative writing major, christina nadin.
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𝐒𝟏𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 , a private blog associated with 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐥𝟏𝐟𝐞, cherished by 𝒌 !
𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 … twenty4, journalism major, damian hardung.
𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝘳𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 … twenty2, creative writing major, christina nadin.
𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 , 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗍𝗈 : @s1delined , fee & griffin ! somewhere on campus.
eyes wide , hands raised as if in a state of surrender . she looks as if she’s been caught red handed and the way the critter scatters , it’s likely . ❝ i can explain . ❞ she couldn’t . the raccoon had skittered away with her bag of doritos without hesitation . ❝ it was gerald . ❞
“ gerald ? who the hell is– ” griffin watches as the animal scurries away, “ the raccoon ? you do know you're not some kinda animal whisperer, right ? you're lucky that thing didn't latch onto your face or something. ” he wasn't about to admit that he'd probably feed the little guy too if he'd stumbled upon him.
Ever since Griffin admitted he hadn't been seeing anybody else, a little sense of panic burrowed itself inside Mitchie's heart. The mere idea that he'd somehow hurt Griffin, sent him into a spiral as he cried into his pillow, chiding himself for not realizing sooner. All day, he'd been wearing Griffin's hoodie without realizing, the way it brought a small sense of comfort to him, his scent always lingering as he hugged himself. Once his doorbell rang, he ran to open the door, furiously wiping away at his puffy red eyes in an attempt to hide just how much he'd been crying, but to no avail. Mitchie didn't hesitate as he took Griffin's books and set them on the counter, turning to swiftly bury his features in his chest. "Before you ask, yes I'm okay."
he could tell that mitchie had been bothered as soon as his eyes settled on him, his arms lifting to settle around his frame. “ you don't seem okay. ” he pointed out, tone soft as he closed the door behind him. “ what's wrong ? i told you, it's fine. you don't need to worry, you don't owe me anything. ” he hadn't meant to make mitchie feel guilty about the situation, and he definitely regretted even mentioning it in the first place.
closed starter for @lxvebgs : mitchie's place.
it's the first time he's felt any sort of reluctance in going over to mitchie's place. he had meant it when he said he wasn't hurt, the other doesn't owe him anything, but there's still a weird sort of vulnerability in admitting that he hadn't been interested in seeing anybody else. it's a little embarrassing, but maybe it's the kick in the ass he needs to put himself out there. regardless, he finds himself at mitchie's door, his books still cradled in his arms from heading straight from the library. “ hey. i finished quicker than i thought. ”
closed starter for @petalsonice : lane's sofa
brows furrow as lane observes the newly blooming bruise on her kneecap, fingers dusting the skin with a disapproving expression. “ i thought i was getting better. ” she huffs, “ be so real with me right now, alright ? do you think i'm a lost cause ? ”
( christina nadin. cis woman. bisexual. ) that’s marilena ‘lane’ reyes , the michigan state university creative writing student , they're twenty two years old and are known to be gregarious and indecisive. their go to karaoke song is what the hell by avril lavigne.
..........𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 , 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗍𝗈 : @s1delined , 𝗈𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖺 + 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗇. ..........somewhere in the hockey house area during the party.
❝ griff , griff , griff ! ❞ it leaves her throat like a chant , her arms weaving around his middle , almost half prepared to latch her legs around him too . ❝ i found you ! ❞ words half slurred and a wide grin of her lips . ❝ where’ve you been , you missed beer pong and kegs stands , i dominated both , of course ! ❞
he could recognise that voice anywhere, arms raising to stabilise her as she crashes into him, as if by instinct alone. “ i mean, i wasn’t hiding. ” he says pointedly, but there’s a grin behind it. beer pong and keg stands – that all adds up. he suddenly feels very sober in comparison. “ of course you did. i had something to finish up … let’s go find me a shot. ” emphasises the me, because she seems a few shots away from him needing to escort her home.
( damian hardung. cis man. bisexual. ) that’s griffin danvers , the michigan state university journalism student , they’re twenty four years old and are known to be candid and capricious. their go to karaoke song is gives you hell by the all-american rejects.