#c:harper.

[aiinsworths]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @hvrpersferry !

                     things in parker’s life had certainly been changing at a speed he could not have prepared himself for. an old FLAME –– if you could even call it that … harper goddamned anderson. there used to be a time, way, way long ago, when parker dreamed about a future with her. late night texts would end in smiles and goodnights, and yet, when the opportunity finally rolled around for something to happen MAYBE … neither of them took it. and it seemed like ages ago –– it was, it was over two years ago. parker had just pocketed the conversations, carrying on with his life, but sometimes wondering how the fiery blonde was doing, what she was up to.

their conversation a few nights prior had certainly re-ignited a flame that parker had thought to be PERMANENTLY extinguished, and they’d had a little moment, a moment of shared regret of not saying anything before things changed. before parker became interested in his ex-girlfriend, before the imperium society had changed his life. and then she’d kissed him.

and he kissed her back –– but the moment that ended as quickly as it started. and she’d left him hanging, again, with even more questions than he had the previous time around. “hey,” he greeted at a whisper as he approached the girl in the library. “thanks –– for um. for meeting me, i guess. do you … d-do you think we could go somewhere else? i mean … i … unless you want others to hear,” he remarked, gesturing at a group of students studying at a table nearby.

[aiinsworths]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @hvrpersferry !

                     parker needed a DAMNED drink. small talk was always easy for parker, but this was different. this was odette and quentin’s parents, and he had to chat with them as if everything was okay, when in reality, parker felt like nothing in his life had really been going right the last two weeks. slowly and surely, the life that he had fought so hard to keep had been UNRAVELING before his eyes – and he felt like there was nothing he could do to stop it. so what danger would one more drink be, really?

and of course, it seemed like everyone else at ashcroft had the same goddamned idea. he huffed, trying to keep himself composed when all he wanted to do was take off his damned mask and loosen his bow tie, but he would stay. for zephyr and june, for the cromwells, he would stay. after a few minutes, he had given up on catching the bartender’s eye, and looked to his right, only to be surprised by how he hadn’t realized who was standing right next to him. he would know that blonde hair and those big, brown eyes anywhere. it’s not like … they would haunt him from the past, memories and what-ifs plaguing his brain from a time that could have been. “lucky me, graced by the presence of harper anderson twice in one week?” he asked with a cheeky smile, leaning in slightly closer so she could hear him better. 

[aiinsworths]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @hvrpersferry​ !

                    parker was hungry, but just his luck – the dining hall had just closed for the night, and he was far too lazy to head into town to grab snacks from the convenience store or a bar or something, and there was no way he was going to pay for something to be delivered at this hour. that was how he had found himself staring at the vending machines for what seemed like a whole hour. he didn’t know how long he had been standing there – like usual, his mind seemed to be racing at a mile a minute, losing focus quicker than ever. the white light that backlit the array of snacks was almost dream-inducing, and parker was wondering if he would lose his mind sooner than he thought.

the sound of footsteps down the hall snapped him out of it, and with a couple button pushes, he found himself with a bottle of juice. but he was hungry, he wasn’t thirsty. he needed to wake himself up, feeling fatigue set into his body. he turned the corner, having completely forgotten about the fact that the footsteps had become louder and louder – only to produce their source: the person he last expected to bump into. he swore he generally knew her whereabouts … not from wondering where she was and why she was avoiding him. of course not, no. “harper,” he said blankly, completely caught off-guard. “ … uh, long time no see.”

[lucienbarroughs]

¿Qué podía decir? El evento de año nuevo llegó demasiado encima como para siquiera poder visitar a Harper días antes. Tampoco era como si estuviese preparado para enfrentarlo, aún no lo estaba, pero había dilatado la situación durante mucho tiempo. “No quiero atrasarte para ir a la discoteca, yo--- uh, no creo quitarte mucho tiempo,” fue su saludo, con una mirada dispersa que no pudo concentrarse en el rostro contrario. “¿Puedo entrar o prefieres hablar aquí afuera mientras nos congelamos?” cuestionó, tratando de sonar bromista, pero fallando miserablemente en el intento. Suspiró, cruzando sus brazos sobre su pecho, esperando por una respuesta. @harpxrsummers

[lucienbarroughs]

Se había prometido no beber. Le resultaba tedioso cuando lo hacía, en especial porque se comportaba de una manera más desinhibida, menos cauteloso con su hablar y accionar. “No me digas que estás viéndome el trasero otra vez,” soltó en un tono más brusco, frunciendo ligeramente sus labios. “Bah, sólo bromeo, ya sé que no estoy dentro de tus gustos al parecer,” frunció el ceño, un comentario que no existiría con la ausencia de alcohol en su cuerpo. Suspiró. “Hablando de eso, creo que te debo una disculpa,” asintió un par de veces, dando otro sorbo al whisky que yacía en su palma; sus orbes dispares buscaron las contrarias. “Fui un poco--- uh, ya sabes, desatinado el otro día.” @harperrsummers