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@smanthas-blog
the plane ride was surpsingly not as scary as sam had thought it’d be when she first saw the plane before aboarding. but alas -- after what felt like a day’s ride, they were in paris. samantha inhaled deeply upon leaving the plane. she turned to the person next to her and asked: “ do you want to do something? ” the girl tied her hair into a loose bun. “ well, after we get our luggage and all that . . . maybe grab a bite to eat? or just explore the city? ”
@glitterfist: planning a trip in the middle of a murder investigation??? when we don't know who the killer is?? hmmmm... what could go wrong?🙄
closed starter for @zvphyr !
samantha inhaled the marijuana, holding it in for a few seconds. it didn’t take long for her to burst out into harsh coughs. “ it’s . . . surreal. ” she said, her throat dry from the weed. sam offered the other the pipe. “ y’know .. that there’s a killer somewhere on campus. and nobody knows who it is. ” she hated thinking about it. if she didn’t think about it -- it wouldn’t keep her up at night. “ it’s kind of like we’re all the main characters in a slasher movie. ” she shook her head slowly, turning her attention from the ground to zephyr. “ how have you been? ”
The cold never deterred Oz from his morning training.
In fact, it was the rush of running towards the sharp sting of wind burn on the tip of his nose and cheeks – a pleasure only frigid Connecticut weather could beautifully allow – that he felt most violently alive. He was always chasing that feeling.
Oz wasn’t the Track Team captain because of his smile. He was fast. And he demanded that he not only meet but surpass yesterday’s speed. Yesterday’s sucesses were insignificant. All that mattered was today. He could hear his father’s voice. If you’re going to do anything. You better be the best. The air pushed through his nose and out his mouth, clouding in front of him arms pumping at his sides. Being better wasn’t an option. Be the best.
Still. When he saw a fallen item on the ground in front of him he slowed to a stop, tapping his watch to stop his timer.
“Hey!” calling out to a figure ahead of him, swooping down to collect the item and jogging to catch up, “I think you dropped this!”
the world seemed to be falling apart before her eyes at st. e. what if her secret got out? a secret that wasn’t entirely her fault. people would understand why she . . .
her mind was in shambles at this point ; the world around her merging into one big white noise. the sound of someone running up behind her startled the girl. she turned quickly, grabbing the person’s hand and holding it behind their back - a move she had practiced many times. “ oh .. my god, I’m so sorry. ” she released him once the realization set in .. he wasn’t a threat. & hopefully she didn’t scare him.
“ what, uh . . what was it you said? ” she asked.
“wait, i still don’t get it–” sculpted eyebrows furrowed in confusion as her eyes went back down to her phone screen, the tinder app displayed. somehow the girl had been convinced to download it by a friend, possibly just as a way to make fun of her (not that savannah would pick up on that). now, here she sat, simply trying to navigate the app, and clearly failing at that on its own. “so i swipe left for yes? or wait- shoot.” a huff escaped her glossed lips as she tapped the screen for a moment, then showed the screen to the other. “and what does this message mean? dtf? i feel like i should get it, but i don’t. did he have a keyboard glitch or something?”
samantha found it amusing ; watching the girl struggle with tinder of all things. she tried her best to hold back her smirk. sam leaned back on her elbows and crossed her legs. at the mention of d.t.f. samantha couldn’t hold it in -- she bursted out in laughter. “ how do you not know what that means? ” she got up & sat herself next to savannah ; taking it upon herself to read the message herself. sam rolled her eyes. “ save yourself and just delete that conversation, ” she shook her head slowly. “ that, my friend, is called a fuckboy. also known as a complete asshat who doesn’t want a serious relationship and will do anything to see your . . . girls. ” her hands cupped the bottom of her breasts. “ and d.t.f means, uh . . . down to fuck.. meaning he’s you if you want to bang him. ”
andrford:
“yeah.. maybe.” he agreed with a shrug, hands still fiddling with the zip of his backpack “uh, yeah, i know, just– i dunno, if it’ll feel better for your mind to be, like, occupied or something, we can play a game?” andy mumbled, picking up on his friend’s slight change in attitude. he was used to helping people out, especially now with everyone being so sad, it was an odd shift to deal with someone who just wanted to have a little fun instead “i mean, asking me that is bound to get you a boring answer. i wanted to sleep all day but here i am. so.. would you rather?”
“ well, i mean . . . we could possibly just go back to one of our dorms and just nap. maybe watch a few movies and make some popcorn. ” truth-be-told, samantha, too, wanted to sleep or just lay in bed & do nothing. there was so much emotion the past few weeks -- it was tiring. that could help them as much as playing a game. she shrugged. “ would you rather do that? cause .. i’d be down for it. ”
holden-woods:
holden was so appreciative of the lightness that samantha was providing, the pair of them leaving back in their seats at the library, their study work abandoned before them. “i wish everyone was like you, dude,” holden let out with a small laugh and a shake to his head. “i’m always up for a little game,” he added, leaning forward a bit, resting his forearms on the table and grinning. “would you rather for sure.”
samantha smirked. “ well that’s too bad, holdy -- i’m a one of a kind. ” she turned the chair next to her towards her & plopped her feet on top of it. “ a precious and unique being, if you will. ” sam let out a small laugh. “ would you rather it is .. i’ll go first. ” she pressed her lips together, stroking her chin for extra pizzazz as she thought. “ would you rather fight 100 duck sized horses or one horse sized duck? ”
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contact name : jo 🌞ringtone : the “put that thing back where it came from” song from monsters inclast text : hey next time i see you, can you say “alabama”?? i want to see how it sounds when you say it
# - holden
contact name : fluffy hair boiringtone : youngblood by 5soslast text : weird question buuut can i send you a picture and you tell me how i look???
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contact name : cutie patootieringtone : shane dawson’s new conspiracy introlast text : baby doll, you’ll never believe the conspiracy i just heard ..... get ready fdjhg
# – cade
contact name : boiringtone : sissy that walk by rupaullast text : get ya shoes on, i want to show you something :)
fmk: dominos, pizza hut, papa johns
“ marry them all. ”
cell phone headcanons
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something you wish more people knew about you?
“ just because i know self defense and martial arts doesn’t mean i’m scary or intimidating ... i swear i’m not. pinky promise i won’t snap your arm even if you piss me off. ”
biggest lie you've ever told?
“ that i didn’t want a second plate of food when i, in fact, did. ”
crucial muse development questions. send a number in my inbox to find out more about my character as a person ( because often, the most important things about character development have nothing to do with their shoe size or netflix queue ).
what would completely break your character?
what was the best thing in your character’s life?
what was the worst thing in your character’s life?
what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?
does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?
what is your character reluctant to tell people?
how does your character feel about sex?
how many friends does your character have?
how many friends does your character want?
what would your character make a scene in public about?
for what would your character give their life?
what are your character’s major flaws?
what does your character pretend or try to care about?
how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?
what is your character afraid of?
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( 1:23pm ) sam : hey jojo :)( 1:24pm ) sam : i just wanted to say i hope you’re having a gr8 day xox
% = curious text.
( 9:50pm ) sam : uhhhhhhhh random question( 9:52pm ) sam : do you have any siblings?? i forget
ø = late night text.
( 2:45am ) sam : are you up?( 2:45am ) sam : can we please talk?
