Simon McKinnon

17, senior at hawke high.

[merritblews-blog]

Oh, if he thought he was going to get away with a play-on promise like that.. “Or any means of your money. Or your parents’. Or any kind of McKinnon cash that you try to whip up some loophole to use.”

[simonmckinnon]

Simon’s jaw slowly drops through the diatribe, and by the end of it he’s sputtering. “Merrit. You can’t just-- that’s not fair, okay, you want the books. And I can get you the books, it’s not as if it’s a big deal,  honestly it’s not like it’ll even put a dent in anything. And plus you can think of it as a present. For Singles Awareness Day!”

[merritblews-blog]

“They’re expensive,” they mumble, immediately moving to knock their shoulder back against Simon’s. “And keep your wallet shut because I don’t want anything from it.”

[simonmckinnon]

Si purses his lips at the word expensive, shakes his head adamantly as Merrit continues, “I will not open my wallet. At all. Not once.”

[merritblews-blog]

A sad day. Though, honestly, when was a day not sad when it came to realization upon realisation of greatness going unrecognised? Never would there be a day free of such sorrow, and the sooner Merrit understood that, the better. Plus, these hick stores wouldn’t know a book of poetry if it sipped a latte and spoke in a French accent. “Forget it. You know it’s always a yes to my coming over.”

[simonmckinnon]

Simon grins, nods. “Good.” He pauses a second, smiles as he gently nudges his shoulder into Merrit’s. “We’ll order your fancy books online That’s another thing the internet is good for. Shipping.”

[merritblews-blog]

Blink. Blink, blink. “You know, I’m trying to see how the fact that I haven’t watched a shitty zombie film is more concerning to you than the fact that Anne Bannerman is a concept that seems not to exist in any point of history by the looks of almost every single library in this goddamn city.”

[simonmckinnon]

Simon shakes his head, “Nope, got no idea who you’re talking about.” He makes a swooping gesture over his head with a hand, frowns nonchalantly as he continues to shake his head, “Went right over my head. Who is that? Is she important? You know what, never mind. It doesn’t matter who she is, because yes, your zombie movie education is more important to me than her lack of library publicity.” Simon looks over to Merrit with a grin, tilts his head in question, “So that’s a yes to you coming over?”

[merritblews-blog]

At that, Merrit sucks in a breath through their teeth, hand raising to replace the worn book on the shelf. “Gonna be honest with you, man. Never actually seen Warm Bodies– Or anything related to that genre beyond Night of the Living Dead. So… Plus, aren’t zombies, like… brain dead? They definitely don’t have the brain functionality they had when living so, like.. How can a zombie be poetic?”

[simonmckinnon]

“What?” Simon asks in surprise, blinking up at Merrit, “What? Merrit, how have you not seen that cheesy, comedic, train wreck of a film, it’s so bad that it’s actually good, or at least funny. It’s like a zombie movie rom com. How has this never come up in daily conversation...” Simon shakes his head up at them, brows furrowed for a moment before he shrugs, “That’s it, you’re coming to my house and watching it, no arguments. It’s gross, you’ll love it.” 

[merritblews-blog]

“Oh, shit, man, I forgot all about the apocalypse being upon us. Y’know, they really need to hand out pamphlets at the beginning of these things.”

[simonmckinnon]

Simon snorts, “The apocalypse? Mer, what are you gonna do when zombies actually start rooming the earth?” Simon’s eyes twinkle in mirth as he raises a brow at his friend, “You’re gonna go all Warm Bodies on me aren’t you? Be the Zombie with poetic feelings and a heart.”

[merritblews-blog]

“Damn thing kept me up all night, man. Swear, my house is getting possessed with all these new-fangled I-Talks and Me-Pads.” They shut the well-worn novel with a sigh, turning towards the other with a raise of the brow. “S’a bust. I don’t think they’d know the author if she came up and asked to set up a signing.”

[simonmckinnon]

“Etalk. iPads.” Simon corrects with amusement, shakes his head. He shrugs, “Well it’s a new age, Merrit. Books are dying, it’s a pleasant surprise people are still reading, what with audio books everywhere. I’m pretty sure we’re almost to the point where we just download information into our brains."

[merritblews-blog]

“Jesus, those are an actual thing? Thought they were a myth. Book club horror stories.”

[simonmckinnon]

“God, you sound like an elderly person. Have you discovered the microwave, ol’ Mer? Have you stopped throwing rocks at the talking box?”

[merritblews-blog]

“For crissake, man– When are these people going to stock the shelves with something more than an eleven year old can sound out?”

[simonmckinnon]

“Maybe when e-books go extinct.”

[lethargicz]

“Oh, good.  Can I have some?”

[simonmckinnon]

“Take, take, take, you’re an honorary McKinnon anyways. Plus, no one drinks it but you. We should just put your name on it.”

[milcshillier-deactivated2018081]

“Yeah, Leeuwenhoek made 400 microscopes in his lifetime. Merlin, isn’t that great? If he can do that, then there’s no way in hell I’m gonna give up on this… quadratic equation.”

[simonmckinnon]

“Well, that may or may not be impressive depending on how long it takes to make a microscope. There are 365 days in a year. They obviously lived more than one year, since you referred to it as a lifetime, so with that in mind, I mean, is it really that awe-inspiring?”

[lethargicz]

“Happy Valentine’s Day– where’s the wine?”

[simonmckinnon]

“Happy V-Day! And it’s where it usually is. We haven’t hidden it from you since the last time you were over, surprisingly.”

[mercuryfish]

[helmofhades-archive]

now why is platonic cuddling so frowned upon in society fuck you man if i wanna cuddle my bff i will fucking cuddle my bff youll need a fucking crowbar to pry me off you son of a bitch

[sense8sense]

[lethargicz]

      “Thanks,” she grinned, laughing softly.  “Can’t have the rest of the         squad seeing me,” she shrugged, giving him a glance.  

[simonmckinnon]

Simon holds up his hands in a gesture of surrender, and his smile still hasn’t let up.

“Hey, I don’t care if you have to go full on Deadpool mask, as long as I get to see this movie with you, I’m happy.”

[lethargicz]

She answers the door moments after, sporting a deadpool shirt and baseball cap to better hide her face.  No way was she getting caught going to a nerd movie.  But, regardless of her self-conscious nature, she, too, was excited.  “Alright, alright, calm down,” she mutters, shooing him with her hand so that she could step out of her home and follow him to his vehicle.

[simonmckinnon]

Si is near jumping out of his skin in giddiness, but seeing Brit all decked out just makes him grin wider. He walks beside her quietly for a second, before huffing a laugh, gently flicking the brim of her hat. 

“Nice gear.”