#cozypines

[monstyrigone]

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"sure, you could do it that way, if you really wanted everything to collapse within three days' time. that's too much weight on that sort of structure."

[monstyrigone]

@cozypines liked !!

"i mean, i thought it was a wonderful show, but i'm not the one that put it on, and i'm no expert." cainneach's shoulders rise and fall a little, his head tipping back as he looks down at the dancer with the faintest of smiles. "if you think you could have done better, who am i to tell you you did your best?"

[someotherdog]

for / @cozypines participants / lisa & the muse of your choice! story / a few months into the apocalypse, lisa and your muse are traveling together towards california. they recently saw some people on the side of the road that tried to wave them down, but your muse kept driving. lisa's having a hard time with the whole survival thing. setting / in a car on the road towards the west coast

lisa was on the verge of tears, but when wasn’t she? “this isn’t…” she faltered, voice full of heartache. “we should’ve helped them. we shouldn’t have just drove past them.” part of her brain knew that helping others put them in danger, but the other part still held onto morals and righteousness. she hadn’t been able to let that go just yet. “maybe we should go back around and see if they’re still there?”

[someotherdog]

for / @cozypines participants / heidi & the muse of your choice! story / a few months after the start of the outbreak, heidi has joined your muse's survivor group, though she seems to still have some trouble accepting reality. she's been assigned a task (i'll let you decide) to earn her keep, but she thinks it's beneath her bc she's insufferable lol. setting / a survivor camp, maybe run out of a costco or hospital? up to you!

“don’t you know who i am?” heidi’s tone was bordering on shrill and full on offended. yes, maybe the world has ended, but she was a minor celebrity as the local television meteorologist. didn’t that count for anything? she’d been on tv. if everything had been normal, she was sure she’d be recognized. “i shouldn’t have to do this.” her head shook fervently, utterly opposed to the very notion of having to do a chore. she had been on fucking tv! “can’t you do it?” she asked, eyelashes batting.

[luckydime]

closed starter for @cozypines. ⤷ because they liked this post (still accepting!).

the moments that existed from when she received their invitation to the rehearsal dinner, blair's memories were all a rush, those few words written on the back of her invitation seared into her memory. burning her over and over again. it had taken all night to steal a moment alone with her friend, her old flame, and when the opportunity presented itself, the girl almost shied away. the reality of it all, confrontation, it scared her, suddenly afraid that they'd take it all back and laugh if she dared bring it up. "here," was all she could mutter, shoving said invitation into their chest. "what did you mean by this?" everything rose on this moment now, heart thundering against her chest.