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@stephaniehq
hello, hi, hey!! like for a closed starter from steph!!
ronan: ugh smh
ronan: i need u to help me break into someone's house
ronan: i accidentally sent my nudes to the dean.
stephanie: "accidentally"
text message → open
CAMERON: the vegetarian club just offered me a vegan hotdog but when i asked what it was made of they couldn't tell me
CAMERON: apparently the first ingredient is water though so
CAMERON: next time i go swimming i'll try to water-bend myself a vegan hotdog
stephanie: ?????
stephanie: how does it stay in... hot dog form if its made of mostly water
stephanie: can u boil them? i have so many questions
daniel-j-lancaster:
Daniel had his headphones in, book opened as he walked across campus. Usually he was pretty good at not running to people, but today luck wasn’t on his side as he felt his body collide with someone else. Daniel pulled his headphones out quickly. “I’m so sorry, are you alright?”
stephanie has been known to go off into her own little world and disregard everyone around her, but she doesn’t accept it from others. she thrives off attention from others, so as someone collides with her she is instantly irritated. eyes that could light flames glare up at the other as she recollects herself, head cocking to the side slightly. “i’m sorry, do you not know how to walk?” the blonde rolls her eyes dramatically, arms crossing over her chest.
broadwaychase:
“Star Wars is a glorified Western. Change my mind.”
“you really think i want to talk about star wars?”
fcxkelley:
How and why he’d managed to be at a party, Fox would never know. This was his sister’s scene, not his. Besides his father, no one in his family really drank either. So that basically left parties useless to him because dancing while not drunk didn’t seem as fun. Especially when everyone else at the party seemed drunk. After milling about the room, Fox seemed rather parched and decided to head into the kitchen to see if there was something he could drink. Water or soda or a juice of some kind. Anything other than alcohol. He looked up at someone spoke to him. “Sorry, I don’t drink. Is there water or something? Soda?” Fox looked around.
the blonde had been reaching for a bottle of gin when the boy said he doesn’t drink which, in her eyes, seems ridiculous. university without drinking? what are you supposed to do? study? “i’m sorry? what?” stephanie’s eyebrow cocks as the boy asks where he could find the water at a frat party. “you are aware where you are right?” she inquires, eyes narrowing at the other. perhaps it was the alcohol she had already consumed, but the question had irritated her to no end.
olivxt:
olive already was a bit faded as she made her way around the house, having pregamed before she arrived. hearing that her friend had arrived, she quickly headed towards the kitchen to find her with the bottles of alcohol. “stephanie!” the tipsy sorority girl shouted before wrapping an arm around her. “thank god you’re finally here. here, be my guest,” handing over her cup to the other, trusting her completely, knowing that she wasn’t going to remember tonight anyway.
blue eyes light up as they land on olive, one person she can always count on to have a good time with. “honey!! hi, i know. this party would’ve been lame if i hadn’t shown up.” stephanie laughs, glancing to the other rooms which were filling up extremely fast. olive’s cup in hand she pours approximately a shot of vodka and fills the rest with cranberry juice. “technically, this is good for you. cranberry juice cleanses your system and the vodka-- helps you forget the mistakes you’re going to make!!” the blonde grins slyly, shaking her head. she tips her head back and finishes the drink she had made for herself, pouring out another one almost immediately.
hrvatskitomislav:
First American college party and he was only slightly disappointed - it wasn’t just like the movies. Movies didn’t describe how everything smelled like weed, and he couldn’t really tell where it was all coming from. That’s okay. It was still pretty neat. It was funny how none of these kids could hold their liquor, or pretended they were more drunk than they were. He had to have been about four beers in and barely felt anything. He chewed on a stick of gum to not smell like alcohol, but walked over to see what else they had going on. When a voice spoke, he turned around and noticed a pretty blonde girl behind him, and he gave her a smile. “Sure,” he smiled. “If you want to.”
this is where stephanie is most comfortable, surrounded by people at a party who are either having a good time or pretending to have a good time for their friend’s sake. but stephanie is not a mixologist in any way, shape, or form. she flashes a weak smile as the boy tells her that she can make a drink if she wants to. she’s not quite sure what she thought the outcome of this scenario would be but she will try her best. her eyes scan the labels as she picks out a few and pours an ounce or so of each into a red cup. she’s almost afraid to give it to the other because the taste will definitely be offensive. “if it’s not good, please lie to me. i don’t want a bruised ego.” the blonde holds the drink out to the other with a smile.
black silk drapes over a petite figure, blonde tousled hair tossed over to one side, stephanie surely knows how to make an entrance-- even if it’s just to a house party. stepping through the door into the congested, intoxicated house she sees familiar faces almost instantly. greeting a few with a smile she pushes her way into the kitchen where she expected the drinks would be waiting. as she expected the spread of bottles on the counter is nothing less than impressive and stephanie wastes no time mixing a drink. the blonde watches as another approaches the counter where the countless types of liquor are “lemme make you a drink, i promise it’ll be good. you can trust me.” the blonde grins, taking a sip of her own concoction and only wincing slightly.
“Did you see a goat on campus earlier? Or am I going crazy?” Tripp asked the familiar face in the quad. He hadn’t been getting too much sleep lately but there was no way that there was a goat on campus randomly. “I mean, it was one goat. Goats get lonely, if someone bought a goat I hope they bought two.” He scratched his head really trying to think if he was a wake or asleep when he saw the goat.
stephanie who had been off in her own world was brought down to earth suddenly as a voice chimed out speaking of-- goats. a manicured brow quirks as she listens with little to no interest in the conversation, solely the other’s sanity which seems to be escaping quickly. “hey, man? are you okay?” stephanie speaks slowly to the other, wincing slightly. “there are no goats on campus. that would’ve went viral on snapchat.”
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aidcns:
aiden: u are what u eat amirite aiden: theres a difference between confidence & arrogance aiden: but i dont expect u to know what that is
stephanie: so that’s why you can be a real asshole too??
stephanie: suddenly i can’t read!
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heyeden:
EDEN: uhhh yeah??? do it!! do u need to even think about it??
EDEN: the guy gets what he deserves tbh!! what does he look like tho??
EDEN: where would u place him on the dilf scale??
stephanie: on a scale from 1 to mark ruffalo, he’s an eleven
stephanie: and if you don’t think mark ruffalo is a dilf there is SOMETHING wrong with you
nanyhq:
she couldn’t help but shake her head at the other girl, an amused look tugging at her features. “you do realize that we have to have a certain number of volunteer hours by the end of the semester right?” she asked, genuinely curious to know if stephanie was aware of the fact that sororities were more than just social organizations. “besides, it’ll be fun! we’ll get all decked out in our cute bikinis and get tan while simultaneously doing good in the world.”
stephanie pretends to gag as nany brings up the standard hours of volunteer work that a sorority must reach to remain intact. “trust me, i am all too aware of that.” she grimaces, twirling a blonde strand around her finger as she speaks. “i might just come down with a cold the day this whole shabang is going down.“ stephanie fakes a cough as a smile spreads across her lips. “i suppose it wouldn’t be terrible.”
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sebestrada:
sebastian: that seems like a bad idea. sebastian: how old are the kids? don’t do it if they’re teens that’ll cause some major issues.
stephanie: oh c’mon you are NO fun
stephanie: one is a toddler and the other must be 7/8. it’s not too late for me to become their step mommy
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drkervc:
eric: lies & fairytales eric: we both know that’s on the top of your bucket list eric: we’ll save it for a death bed wish tho
stephanie: wow you really ARE delusional af
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aidcns:
aiden: best calm down before ur head gets any bigger aiden: you’ll be out here lookin like seb stan aiden: and trust when i say that fucker got a big ass head
stephanie: someone is particularly cunty today
stephanie: confidence is a BEAUTIFUL thing aiden and i will not hide it