#c.evie

[the-outsiders-confessions]

I’m sorry but like WHO TF IS EVIE??? IS SHE CANON?? DID I MISS SOMETHING?! She wasn’t in the book or movie. Apparently she’s dating Steve and in deleted scenes but wouldn’t that make her a scraped character? And I did some digging and she’s from another book and movie. (Please correct me if I’m wrong)

Cross over ships aren’t really my thing but if that’s the case then oh well 🫠

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[chefsdelight]

Connor was always constantly told by his buddies, his average or even below average heighted friends about how lucky he was to be well over six feet tall. And sure most days he didn’t mind it, save for the occasional joke that he had heard time after time since he was a teen. However hiding or being unseen never really ended up being a thing for him, people noticed the tallest person in the room. Its was part of the reason he was as charming as he tried to be, why he led with a joke when he could if he was gonna get into trouble he was gonna be caught and charm was the usual way to talk ones way out of it. However being dragged to The Glass Slipper for some ‘cheering up’ was really one of those times he wished he was closer to five foot five rather than six foot five. 

His opinion of guys who went to places like this regularly were pretty low and even to the point of skeevy, it seemed like the picture of sadness to resort to paying women to undress to outdated music. Not to mention the awkward situation of knowing a number of the ladies on stage from school, making small talk about the reunion while your old lab partner was half dressed never seemed to lose it uncomfortableness. The saving grace of being massive compared to others was that no one really questioned when you were clumsy and pulling the bull in a china shop routine knocking over a drink especially onto yourself to excuse yourself from the situation. “Oh shot, sorry guys. Nah, nah, come on I tag you in. I got to get this cleaned up.” Pulling himself away from his seat and the woman who nearly had him pinned he shoves his grinning buddy into it.

Wiping the liquid from his shirt with a cocktail napkin as he made his way towards the restroom for some paper towels and running water, not that he cared much about ‘saving’ the damn shirt. Not as much as he just cared about being able to hide away long enough to pull an good ol’ fashioned Irish goodbye. Looking up out of habit of keeping his surrounding known a familiar face caught his attention, one fairly different from Kelsey from tenth grade Bio. “Well shit.”

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