#cuatroevans

[professoroaks]

txt; A million fucking miles away, and the sun still manages to fuck my hungover mornings up.

[text] Why were you drinking, O? Did Lincoln do something?

[text] I’M COMING OVER THERE AND I’M GOING TO KILL HIM.

[professoroaks]

txt; That simultaneously explains everything and makes me very, very terrified of you.

[text] I’m so, so sorry, O.

[text] I didn’t know how bad Team Rocket was. I thought they were just a band of local criminals. Not that they were plotting world domination with that cheesy, terrible theme song.

[text] I only did it because I knew otherwise that mom and I could never scrape together enough money for you to travel like you wanted. And more than anything I wanted you to be happy.

[text] If you can’t forgive me, I’ll understand. I don’t deserve it, but I hope you do. I really hope you do.

[text] I need us to be okay. You’re the best thing in my life, little sis.

[herorps]

Fowler (my blog is actually livrooneywrites but it's a sideblog!) /Terra from the Teen Titans TV verse? /27 /EST / she/her

Welcome to Comics RP Net !! Terra (Teen Titans TV Show) is now taken.

[professoroaks]

txt; I tried to help you up, but you said “let me dance it off”.

[text] I know you tried to help it just doesn’t make me feel any better.[text] Drunkenly doing the robot is in no way the world’s best reaction to Ben kissing some skank.[text] I’m sorry for calling Amelia a skank but I’M UPSET, OKAY?[text] He tried to talk to me but I think my response was “beep beep boop” and then I just shut down and did that thing where you dangle your arm until he walked away.[text] Can we please move to Blargon 7 now? I think problems like these don’t exist there.[text] But you know what they do have? Unlimited supplies of my famous chocolate brownies.[text] P.S. apologies for being the world’s worst best friend ever.[text] P.P.S. You still love me even when I’m a vodka soaked robot, right?

[auradonrps]

“No way am I living in this stinkatorium!”

Maya raised an eyebrow at the same time Cory and Topanga both did, reaching an arm out to Riley and resting it on her shoulder. “They already gave you permission to move out, Honey. You can save the impassioned proclamations for class,” she cooed, trying not to laugh as she slid her arm around Riley’s shoulders. “Sorry, Matthews, but you always knew this time was coming.”

Maya started ushering them out of the Matthews apartment, but she couldn’t resist throwing one last comment over her shoulder. “You can come over any time to play The Friend Game!”

[auradonrps]

“It was still recording. She heard my whole —she’s gonna kill me.”

“Killing you would be an irrational response to hearing that message,” Isadora noted, pulling her legs closer to herself where she sat on Lucas’s couch. Their study hour had become somewhat of a ritual now, given that her actual study group consistently bailed on her like the sub-par students that they undoubtedly were, and despite wanting to stay silent and on track in her research, conversation almost invariably sparked between her and Lucas, and almost always veered tangentially off course. Their most recent conversation had been about middle school, for whatever reason, as Isadora recalled how kooky she’d allowed herself to get about Farkle Minkus. Of course, that left Lucas to talk about Riley Matthews...while apparently having butt-dialed Maya and left a recording about how much he’d liked Riley.

Isadora understood the whole love triangle deal a bit better than she had when it was happening, but she knew enough to know that hearing that message would result in stilted and possibly less conversation between Lucas and the girls, even if he hadn’t said anything outright offensive. Isadora always thought those two had a way of blowing situations far out of proportion, and this would be no exception. Lucas could obviously tell that, based on the fear in his eyes and the panicky way he paced the room, phone in hand. 

“Relax. There are plenty of ways to handle this. Hacking into her voicemail is always a possibility, though that takes some time even for me. The fastest remedy I can think of is to leave a series of other messages as well, and fill up her inbox with them. Then it’s just a matter of sending her a text saying your phone malfunctioned and she’ll delete them all without questioning it...hopefully.” Isadora jumped up and snatched the phone away from Lucas, dialing Maya’s number again. “Allow me to start while your brain catches up.”

[auradonrps]

“I really gotta work on getting to the point!”

“That is definitely one of your flaws. There’s a joy in simplicity, you know. The more you ramble, the less likely it is that someone will listen to you. I have a list of about forty-nine other improvements you could make on yourself to be the best self you could be, if you’d like to hear it.”

[auradonrps]

"I've missed you all this time."

David smirked at the greeting, wrapping an arm around Emily but saying nothing as he sat across from her. His meal was already ordered - she’d remembered what he had last time - and he wasted no time digging in until he realized Emily was just staring at him. He liked being stared at, more than the average human was supposed to, but the way Emily did it was new. It made him almost shy. He coughed through his pastry, attracting the attention of some patrons at Madame Puttifoot’s. “Emily, are you okay? You’re acting odder than usual,” he remarked, taking a swig of juice. “But you’re looking fantastic! You took my advice about the lip liner!” he noticed, leaning in to get a closer look. It wasn’t until she leaned back towards him, lips puckered, that he realized what had happened. “Oh, honey,” David sighed, shaking his head. “I warned you not to fall in love with me, didn’t I? I can’t blame you, but I gave you plenty of warning!”