#ha.start

[ezrvv]

Imessage 📨 open

Ezra: i just ran into your mom at the supermarket and i'm pretty sure she was hitting on me lol😘

Ezra: 8.5 out of 10, would bang. Just sayin.

[indelicvte]

jini was having a little too much fun at the muldofsky party. she took one of the trays from the bar and placed a bunch of shots for her to carry and walk over to random people for a single game of truth, dare, or drink. so far, she was nine for nine in getting people to drink rather than them answering her question or completing her dare. there were some who were stubborn enough to try a second time but merely ended up failing again. she walked around until she spotted someone who was too sober for her liking and approached them, ❝ hey! truth or dare? ❞

[leonard-nietzsche]

Leonard could feel a bunch of eyes on him, but he didn’t know why. Sure, his outburst with Lysander had been pretty public, but that wasn’t really stare worthy, right? He was used to being ignored, and now he was being openly stared at. This was like the day after Dante’s funeral all over again, but why?

To try and block it out, Leonard brought out his phone to play his music when he got a notification of the Inferno posting.

Ugh, great. What are they saying this time?

He opened the blog and read, his eyes getting wide at the bolded words. He didn’t need to read the rest; he knew what it said.

He had two first impulses that were competing for his immediate attention. One was to check on Valerie and make sure she was okay, and the other was to find Alek and do damage control; thank god he had already told Mars, but he just hadn’t gotten up the courage to tell his best friend yet. 

He was debating what to do when someone approached him.

[alice-clarke-rp]

Alice leaned against the lockers, her left foot against the bottom of the door with her arms crossed. She was right across from the Dante shrine, taking a good long look at it. Summer was coming up, and it’d be months before she could see it again. Hell, she didn’t even know if the school would let it stay the memorial or if they’d be quick to assign that locker to some unknowing freshman. Alice hadn’t realized that she had been staring at the locker shrine for around twenty minutes after the last bell rang until she heard someone approach.

[maritzachen]

text 📲 open

Maritza: there’s a cute foreign exchange student who dropped his pen earlier

Maritza: i remember his face, i don’t know his name though

Maritza: tall, spanish, great eyebrow game and a good head of hair?

Maritza: #helpziefindadate2019

[tristaaans]

Hands in his pockets, he inhaled deeply, glancing away from the other person at first until it registered late to him that something had been off. He did a quick double take, before letting out a soft chuckle. “You’ve got, uh, something—” He pointed towards his own head of pastel-colored hair to help the other locate the foreign object in theirs. “Yeah, right there.”

[seth-the-man]

text ✉ open

Seth: someone slipped a love letter into my locker

Seth: i think it's a prank though

[storm-windsor]

“Yeah, I know, I’m less bitchy when I’m drunk, shut up, do you wanna dance?” they asked, hips already shaking to the music as they awaited the other’s answer.