headcannoning martina, sq, jackson, or jillson as having executive disfuction related disability so i can make the joke that they really put the executive in executive disfuction
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headcannoning martina, sq, jackson, or jillson as having executive disfuction related disability so i can make the joke that they really put the executive in executive disfuction
I have come to a decision.
The executives that determine my functions are not a bunch of fancy businessmen in fancy-schmancy suits and expensive cologne and weapons hidden in their briefcases.
My executives, in fact, are Jackson, Jillson, Martine Crowe and Samuel Quinn “SQ” Pedalian. They live in SQ’s apartment and are only slightly helpful.
Do I want to do my homework? No, screw you, Jillson ate Martina’s leftover lasagna and now she’s in a headlock.
Will I read the rest of my book? SQ sure wants to, but Jackson took one look, said it was “boring,” and now SQ is crying and I can’t focus on it.
Should I work on my WIP or look at my emails? Jackson says my emails, SQ wants to work on the WIP, Jillson wants to go out on a run, and someone ate Martina’s lasagna again (Jackson this time).
They had a brain cell at one point, but Jackson says Jillson has it, Jillson says Jackson has it, SQ wonders if he had it but lost it somewhere, and Martina doesn’t give two mules about where the brain cell is.
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Title: It's still raining
Summary: 'Huddled under the overhang of a motel room's front step was not where Jillson expected to be spending her night.'
Or, four Executives hide from the rain, and wonder what's coming next.
Jillson: This is why you're the stupidest!
SQ: If loving worms is stupid, then I don't wanna be smart!
Jillson: It is! And you can't be!
rose emoji because i'm on a computer lmao
How would he describe himself, if someone asked? Teary-eyed. He thought for a moment. Young. He sighed. He has been growing into his gangly form. His too-long legs and arms no longer feel so out of place on him. But his face is round, and his eyes wide, his voice cracks mid-sentence more times than he can count. He still holds all the traits of awkward youth.
again more of a little paragraph, but here u go :) I write a lot of show sq stuff but i'm working on some book sq stuff as well