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biggest insecurity?
âI guess I sometimes worry about not being good enough ... but like, donât we all?â
favorite late night snack?
âIâm a slut for double stuffed oreos.â
what's something you're embarrassed to admit?
âI may or may not have written like three songs about the guy I used to have a crush on. but theyâre pretty good if I do say so myself.â
who here do you find attractive?
âeveryone here is so damn attractive, letâs be real. itâs intimidating sometimes.â
theoâ:
   heâs stuffing his face with a muffin, literally â fingers crumpling the piece of paper surrounding the baked good as he manages to get the rest in his mouth. the male drops his backpack on the table, slumping down in the seat across from stella. theo rubs his hand against his jeans messily, as he tries not to choke on the sheer amount of food he just tried to swallow. soon heâs plucking the crumbled up piece of paper and unravels it, smoothing it down against the table top. when he finally acknowledges the other he nods to her, âsâthis like all the other times you said it was shit, but it really wasnât??â he muses, using the sleeve of his sweater to wipe any excess crumbs from his face. he stops a moment, eyeing her iced coffee, âhey stella â can i have a sip of that??â
stella watched theo approach her table, stuffing his face with an entire muffin in the process. she was distracted from her current frustration by the amusing sight of him struggling to choke down his food. she chuckled softly as she plopped a small piece of her own muffin into her mouth, suddenly thankful to be savoring it slowly instead of inhaling it all at once. she then averted her attention to the crumpled piece of paper that theo had snatched, shrugging her shoulders in response to his question regarding her lyrics. she took a long sip of her iced coffee before nodding her head and sliding it over to him. âyeah you can have a sip; in exchange for your very honest opinion of those lyrics. no sugarcoating.â
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ROSEMARY: for research purposes that are totally legit can you tell me your favorite conspiracy theory?
ROSEMARY: I'm asking for a friend and that friend is me!
STELLA: definitely the one about our phones knowing everything that we do and say yikes
STELLA: like we should just stop texting each other and destroy our phones right now
alluraâ.
âLast night I was trying this guided meditation that helps you meet your spirit guides,â Allura began to explain, âand it was honestly so relaxing that I fell asleep after fifteen minutes. I canât decide if it was a coincidence or if my spirit guides donât think Iâm ready to meet them.â She took a sip of her smoothie, âEither way, I slept for almost fourteen hours, so Iâd say it was a pretty good experience.â
âI donât know what the hell spirit guides are but it sounds to me like theyâre trying to tell you that you need more sleep.â stella said, tilting her head in confusion. âhonestly I donât even wanna know what my spirit guides would try to tell me...â she added with a nervous chuckle, only half joking.Â
paitonâ.
Paiton looked up at Stella, the crumpled page in her hand was never a good sign. Admittedly, Paiton had been too focused on her book to even notice the otherâs frustration. âYou know I canât help you with that.â She said with a laugh. âSong writing and poetry are so not my thing. But, Iâm sure youâre doing better than you think.â She reached over to un-furl the paper before changing her mind, she didnât want to be nosy. âYou know what, Iâm going to go grab you a cookie because chocolate solves everything. Be right back.â
stella let out a quiet, whiny groan when her friend started to straighten out the paper sheâd just crumpled up, too embarrassed by its contents to let anyone give her feedback. she then looked at paiton with an appreciative smile. âthanks but apparently songwriting isnât my thing right now either ... this is garbage.â she declared, motioning towards the wrinkled paper lying between them on the table. stella knew she was being hard on herself, but she couldnât help it. she chuckled softly as paiton stood up to go grab her a cookie, thankful for her friendâs generosity. âyouâre an actual saint.â
declan.â
   dark hues are cast downwards, focused on the phone in declanâs hand as he sips slowly at his latte. âyouâre telling me, sister,â he mutters in response to his companyâs comment, setting his cup down before lifting his gaze to meet her own. he leans forward against the table that separates them, resting his chin upon his palm as he briefly scans over her notebook. âitâs best to take a break and come back to it some other time, then. sâthe only think that makes my brain work again.â
stella shrugged her shoulders in response to his suggestion, aimlessly flipping through the pages of her notebook. âyeah but what if my brain never works again?â she frowned, only partly serious. she knew that writerâs block was common, but nothing made her more anxious than the idea of not being able to write anything good.Â
stella was sitting in a corner booth next to the window, her iced coffee in one hand and a pen in the other. the local cafe was one of her favorite places to write music. there was something about being there that put her in the perfect frame of mind to turn her thoughts and feelings into lyrics on paper. lately though, she had been struggling with major writerâs block no matter where she was or what she was feeling. stella let out an exasperated sigh and ripped the page sheâd been writing on out of her songbook, crumpling it up in her small hands. âwriterâs block is a bitch.â she mumbled under her breath before taking a sip of her coffee.Â
[ maggie lindemann, cis female, she/her, 22 ] BLUR by MĂ? whenever i hear that song, it reminds me of STELLA FAYETTE. maybe because theyâre PASSIONATE but also STUBBORN. theyâve been living at mulberry apartments since JANUARY of 2018 in APT 114 and have 1 ROOMMATE. ( WHEN THE PARTYâS OVER BY BILLIE EILISH & WANNABE BY THE SPICE GIRLS )Â