#f2f; all

[criminalmeerkat]

You again?

Laughter started to fill the air around the booth where Sebastian and his friends were sitting. Sebastian loved having a good time with his friends; to drink, talk about other students, maybe even laughing about them. They’re the plastics/popular kids after all. The top of the pyramid.

“Ugh, fine,” Sebastian groaned loud, rolling his eyes with a smirk. Yt was his turn to order anyways. They usually took turns. He lifted himself out of the booth, before quickly turned to his friends one more time. “So, a Shirly Temple for-, Hey!” he laughed out loud when one of them punched his arm. “Okay, okay, I presume you all want the same drink?” he stated while he looked at each of them, nodding and walked to the bar. He wasn’t aware of his surroundings, tonight wasn’t that important for him anways. It was a night to relax.

Sebastian leaned his elbows in the bar, while he crossed his leg over the other one and tried to catch the bartender’s attention. Waiting quite impatiently, he sighed deeply because of it.

[wanda-porter]

OPEN TO : Finn Hudson ( @finnyxhudson )

LOCATION: A Bar. 

DATE & TIME: Night time, August 24th. 

Wanda was more than happy to have an opportunity to go out in a Friday night, something that didn’t tend to happen as much as she would like to. Because of that, she had a lot of ‘clubbing’ clothes that she hadn’t used more than once and even when she and Santana had rocked Sunday night, the girl had no problem finding some cute dress to wear, with matching heels. It took her about twenty minutes to arrive to the bar that she and Finn were meeting, a big bright grin on her lips. The night promising to be fun, just like any time that she spent with him, but the factor of the alcohol gave the situation a nice bonus. As soon as he was in her sight of vision, Wanda waved her hand at him, talking even before they were beside each other. “I hope I hadn’t made you wait too much, it was kinda hard to get a taxi at this time on a Friday” 

[superoderick-blog]

in the dirt | f2f | smeeks | 12/3

RODERICK: Roderick was feeling a little restless. He'd spent most of the day in his room doing his homework, so after dinner he'd gone for a little walk, exploring the buildings he hadn't gone to yet - namely, Guzman. He'd been holding off on exploring the music building because he didn't want to interrupt anything or get caught up, but what else was he supposed to do on a boring Sunday night? So that's where he found himself. It turned out all he had to do was show his student ID to be allowed into a private practice room, which after he fumblingly said that he sang a little and, yeah, he wanted to use the acoustic guitar he had strapped over his back, was equipped with the highest of high tech recording machinery he'd ever seen in his life. The building was empty, he thought, except for the receptionist, so he didn't bother closing the door as he adjusted his headphones over his ears and began to sing...he'd never really heard himself, not on a professional machine before. His fingers strummed over the guitarstrings and it was like he was back in Chicago, alone in his room, not worried about college or tests or friends or anything. It made him homesick. Homesick-er. "You must think that I'm stupid, you must think I'm a fool...you must think I'm new to this, but I've seen this all before..."

[lifeglider-blog1]

The morning of the ninth of September had Benji groggily sitting up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and scrubbing his hands over his face. Fuck classes today. He wasn’t going to sit around where his imagination could run wild today, he needed distractions. He roughly pulled open his drawer to feel around for weed, but came up empty. Double fuck. He slowly lifted his gaze to peer over at his sleeping friend, better not to wake him. Maybe it was nostalgia that did it, but he was pulling on a worn pair of jeans and going autopilot until he wound up at Jack’s door forty minutes later. Briefly checking his surroundings - and spotting no one - Benji allowed himself to stop suppressing it and let what he was holding gently float so he could drum his hands loudly against Jack’s door. Just in case he was sleeping. As an afterthought he grabbed the items out of the air to prevent outing himself for whenever the door was opened. If he was even here, crap.

@wheredidyoughost

[lifeglider-blog1]

Benji pulled out his earbuds and shut Will’s laptop down, forgoing any texting and just heading straight to Brennan’s dorm. He knocked, allowed a decent amount of time in case anything was happening, and let himself in, talking as soon as he turned the doorknob. “Okay so I found this band online, right? They’re called Master and Disaster, you have to listen to this one song.”

@subzerobrennan

[policemanryder]

First Date Awkwardness. || Ryley F2F

Ryder took a deep breath in and smoothed out his clothes as he made his way up to Marley's apartment. It was the first date he'd been on in a while so he figured it was time. He walked up to the door and knocked lightly. He had been investigating this for awhile but that was on the back burner. He was smitten by the female. Hell he couldn't help himself. He waited patiently with flowers behind his back for the girl to open the door.