“are you signing up for the thing on valentine’s day?” she asked, unable to focus on her homework while she had company. || @oofcori
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“are you signing up for the thing on valentine’s day?” she asked, unable to focus on her homework while she had company. || @oofcori
“cheers? for the memories?” she asked cori, raising her glass to her former roommate. || @oofcori
“ah for fuck’s sake!” it was his luck. sure, the week before had been great, the gala had been amazing, but the days after had come one worse one after a bad one. he was tired of it, and yet was struggling to keep himself strong. the cherry on top right now, was having missed his one actually gold earring somewhere in one of the gardens. “fuck! shit! cunt– FUCK!” he was angry and frustrated, thought he was alone until he looked up to find cori looking at him. “sorry. i just– i hate this week.” || @oofcori
“that’s dirty” (From Nathan)
Send me “that’s dirty” and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
34
“ Let’s do it in your car. ”
“i hate the uniform colors. i miss free business casual berlin.” she said as she looked in the full body mirror in cori’s room. “how do you even make this look good? i just look like.... i don’t know, catholic school girl number 4 form a ninety’s movie.” || @oofcori
“Oh, shit.” She said to herself as she passed the lobby and saw Cori sitting there, perhaps waiting for someone? For a ride? Who knew. She had managed to avoid her for a day perhaps, since it seemed like they wouldn’t be sharing space in Germany in any form, which for Ella, seemed fair and convenient for her plans. She did not want to see her. She had her reasons she didn’t want to think too deeply, but her M.O. would be to simply move on. Stay away from bad feelings, feelings in general. But sadly the lobby wasn’t big enough to dodge her completely. || @oofcori
“it’s YOUR BIRTHDAY!” sage had clearly pregamed and ran out of her three drinks a while ago. she wasn’t even sure how she had even found more tickets at this point, but she was overly excited about running into her friend. she had somehow managed to find her up until this point of the night. “i can’t believe you’re a grown ass woman, finally!” || @oofcori
“I can’t do this anymore!” She yelled seemingly out of nowhere. She had started reading the same section of her assignment for the fifth time and still nothing remained in her head. “I quit. Can one drop out of spy school?” || @oofcori