don't threaten me with a good time

looking for goth gf

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hcnnessey·:

— hennessey let out a small laugh, allowing her well-earned patronizing. ❝ i mean, i definitely could, but i don’t want to. ❞ her eyes dropped to the gently burning cigarette in her hand, ashing it softly into the tray on the table. “i’m doing my own mental gymnastics here trying to pretend i don’t have a problem. can’t a girl bitch in peace?” the levity in her tone offered a sincerity that was commonplace when she knew she was being an idiot.

“I mean you do have a point.” He shrugged. He could understand being lazy. It was practically his job. He had heard that before, not from her but from many people. It was always the same story. “Yeah yeah.” He laughed. “I’ll leave you to pout on your own then.”

[hcnnessey-blog]

— ❝ the corner store down the street has been out of american spirits for like, a fucking week. i think i’m about to lose my shit. ❞ the girl mumbled to herself, frustration permeating her typically monotonous tone. her craving for nicotine had been driving her to the edge of insanity as of late, she had almost turned to tinder for help. reluctantly, she pulled the last of her cigarettes out and fumbled with the lighter in her pocket. the forefront of her brain flashed ironically with a plethora of the smoking kills ads she’d been subject to growing up, but frankly, she wasn’t in the mood for pseudo-intellectualizing her addiction at this point. 

[smith-benjii-blog]

“Dude.” Benji rolled his eyes. He never understood people who had the whole mentality of every cigarette tasting different. Or maybe it was his blown taste buds and pure lack of giving a shit. “I’m pretty sure they’re not going anywhere. Besides, can’t you just walk to y’know the other corner store?” He said with a quick laugh. CVS, 7-Eleven, and other various stores littered Baltimore. He flicked his own lighter against his hand just for a quick sensation.

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jxster·:

“you could chuck it into the trash for me.” she gave it a quick nonchalant shrug before carefully following his next introductions. a bright smile f l a s h e d all across her features as the screen beamed up again, — actually doing it’s job for once. “you are my savior of the day, my dude!”

"You sure about that?" He raised an eyebrow. That was a lot of money to end up in a can. He noticed her delight when the screen lit up. He breathed out a slight sigh of relief. "That's more than I could ask for." He laughed.

[triickydiisco]

jester’s eyebrows i t c h e d in confusion. things like these shouldn’t be as challenging as they were right in that moment. slender fingers dancing across the screen, she bit her lip. “man, i’m just about to be D O N E with this piece of absolute CRAP. shouldn’t be so damn hard to find the reset button, for fucks sake!”

[smith-benjii-blog]

Benji looked over at her. She seemed exceptionally irritated. He was entirely useless at technology, despite working online. "Can't help ya with the fact that it's a piece of crap." He laughed. "But the reset button should be on the left side." He quickly ran over his rights and lefts in his head. "Yeah... left side."

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collin-reynolds·:

“I mean, if you’re being an ass I’ll have to kick you out? But some of the others can be dicks in general.” He grinned, slinging an arm over his shoulders. “I got you bro, don’t you worry.” 

"Me? Be an ass? Never." Benji laughed. He nodded, he appreciated the gesture. He didn't want to admit that though. "I'll take it. Better than you not having my back."

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𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 » 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯.

Scarlett: it really does and it’s super cringey 😒

Scarlett: id prefer to have to run for my life than to relive that moment again for sure!

Scarlett: look i would really appreciate it, even trying would be enough please 😁

Benji: that's a good thing I guess

Benji: fine

Benji: no promises this goes well though

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𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 » 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯.

scarlett: do you ever watch those movies were someone gets hurt and everyone comes to the rescue and its meant to be all nice and sweet and shit

scarlett: but in real life it's just plain fucking embarrassing

scarlett: i misjudged the lip down from my booth at work and managed to sprain my ankle and EVERYONE saw and rushed over

scarlett: it wasn't fucking nice i tell you that

scarlett: also i need my ankle strapped.. do you mind helping me out with that?

Benji: that sounds like a terrible movie plot. at least horror movies don't operate under the guise of being good cinema.

Benji: that's real rough though

Benji: I'm not the 'helping' type of person but I could try? maybe

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orion-o·:

“Oh, I am!” he answered rather enthusiastically. “That’s why I’m getting coffee today, since I spent all night messing with my computers. I don’t have a resume or anything I could give you, but I’ve built computers before, network security, I’m good with code… basically anything. I don’t work in IT or anything but I can basically do anything those guys can do.” Orion was getting a little too excited, so he attempted to dial it back a bit. “But, uh, yeah- yeah I’m good with technology. What do you need help with?”

Benji nodded. It almost seemed too good to be true. "Interesting." He nodded, listening to the credentials the guy listed off. He had to admit, it was impressive. "I don't need anything formal or anything, so no need to worry about a resume or whatever." He laughed. "So I was having issues connecting my webcam to my new computer. It worked fine on my old one and you'd think it'd be the same process but I guess not." He figured that sentence sounded a little vague. "I'm getting sick of posting old footage to my streams."

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collin-reynolds·:

“I am the tall guy?” He shook his head. “You should just tell them you’re my friend and they shouldn’t give you too much shit.” 

Benji narrowed his eyes. "Right." He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know about that, it might reflect back on you in a not-so-great light."

[collin-reynolds-deactivated2019]

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” He smiled, shrugging. “Drinks on me at the bar tonight if you need? I’m bartending most of the night.” 

[smith-benjii-blog]

"You know I hate that stupid Hallmark bull." Benji rolled his eyes. Sometimes he didn't even understand why people even still celeberated the damn mess. "Drinks on you? Don't say anything else." He laughed. "I'm definitely going to take you up on that. And please don't let the sweaty one kick me out. The tall guy is much nicer."

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kylanbanks·:

“That’s my motto. Working smarter has pretty much gotten me to where I am right now.” he shrugged, lifting his glass and finishing it. He placed the now empty glass on the counter and returned his attention back to the other as they spoke. “I don’t understand how someone can be in denial about being an asshole.” he shook his head, looking back at the bartender as their drinks were brought to them. He nodded a quick thanks before looking back at Benji. “One of those nights for sure.” he admitted as he brought the drink to his lips. “I don’t have anywhere else to be, so why the hell not?”

Benji shurgged. "You'd be surprised how many people want to save face. But you know, actions speak louder than words and all that cliche stuff." It was true, but he probably shouldn't of said it. "I've never heard more true words spoken." He laughed. "Toast to that, then?" He nonchalantly raised his glass.

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orion-o·:

“Four coffees? Is your blood pressure, like… okay?” he asked with genuine concern. Usually Orion only drank caffeine when he was in desperate need of a pick-me-up, which is exactly what he needed after spending all night on his computer. His eyes were still sore from the glaring blue light of the screen practically burning his corneas. “Oh, what?” Orion was taken off guard by the compliment, and he let out a nervous laugh as he scratched the back of his neck. “That’s… ha. You’re- You’re funny. Coffee thief. That’s funny.” It’s not like he’s never been complimented before, but he has yet to crack the code of how to respond whenever it happened. “Um, well, I still feel bad about the coffee. Even if it would’ve been your fifth one today. Do you accept IOU’s? Or… anything, really. I’m just trying to clear my conscience here.”

Benji laughed. "Probably not but I've done far worse. It is what it is. I worked all night which in hindsight was not a great plan." He rolled his eyes. Not everybody was so open about their opinions, he knew that but it wasn't every day somebody played it off this badly. "I know I'm just so hilarious, it's part of my charm." he said, trying not to sound as sarcastic as he wanted to. "I suppose I'd accept and IOU... unless on the off chance you know somebody who's good with technology?" He figured it was a shot in the dark.

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kylanbanks·:

“I don’t know if I would go far enough to stretch it to those extremities.” the male started, shaking his head. “But, I’ve also only been here for…” he paused, using his fingers to do the math. “Two months. Almost three?” he shrugged. “So, I haven’t exactly had that much time to get myself into trouble, or kicked out of that many places. But I guess that also tells you the type of trouble I find for me to be here less than six months and I can say I have been kicked out of places.” he rambled, bringing the drink in front of him to his lips as he finished it off. “I appreciate it. Us assholes have to stick together.”

Benji laughed. "Work smarter not harder I guess." He rolled his eyes, he hadn't saying cheesy stuff like that but it fell out of his mouth when he wasn't thinking. "Very true." He nodded. "Especially the people who actually admit to being assholes. You'd be surprised how many are in denial." He smirked, taking a sip from his glass. It was nearly empty when the bartender conviently arrived with the new drinks. "It's going to be one of those nights, eh?"

[pukicho]

Seeing a skeleton in the 70s: “YIKES, THATS FREAKY-DEAKY!!!”

Seeing a skeleton now: “okay now THAT’S hot”

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kylanbanks·:

“Dude, same though.” Ky spoke, nodding in agreement as he listened to the boy. “I understand. I mean, I get invited places sometimes, but, I usually stay until someone kicks me out as well.” he nodded. As he felt the male tap his glass he nodded. “Awesome. Thanks, man.”

Benji laughed. It was good to know other people understood. "Tell me about it, I think almost every person in the complex has tried to kick me out of somewhere." He shrugged. "Their loss, I suppose." He nodded towards the bartender, ordering them each another drink. "You put up with an ass like me, you deserve it."

[orion-o]

Orion was faced with a dilemma. He ordered an iced coffee, which was simple enough. But when the barista called his name, they handed him something foreign and piping hot. He couldn’t remember the last time he drank hot coffee… In his humble opinion, drinks should be cool and refreshing, not scalding one’s throat and boiling their insides. Orion tried to catch the barista’s attention with his eyes, but they looked busy with a line of customers and barely any help. The last thing he wanted was to be the thorn in their side. So instead, he looked down at the unfamiliar coffee, let out a sad sigh, and took a hesitant sip. At this point, he was cursing himself for being so damn shy and non-confrontational. Especially when the barista must have noticed their mistake, profusely apologized, and then motioned to the person in which the coffee belonged to.

Orion looked at the person next to him and felt his cheeks flush red with blood. He stuttered out, “I’m… sorry. I shouldn’t have- I drank it.” Well, duh. “I think they’re gonna make you another. You want me to buy you a croissant or something? I feel bad for hijacking your order.”

[smith-benjii-blog]

Benji wanted to be mad. He really did. But he trying, a little less successfully than he'd hoped, to be nicer. It was an innocent mistake. Someone who just wasn't listening or someone with a similar name. No big deal. "It... happens." He deadpanned. His eyes searched the other's face, the other guy looked familiar. Probably someone from his apartment, he could never seem to go anywhere without seeing one of them. "Thanks but no thanks. Croissants are definitely not vegan and there's nothing to feel bad about. It's like my fifth coffee today, I think I can survive on four." He said, with a slight smile. See? Nice. "Besides, the last coffee thief I encountered was a lot less attractive than you."

[smith-benjii-blog]

what are you most likely to get arrested for?

“What am I not most likely to get arrested for is a better question.”