#lan:start

[alysszmt]

Tudo bem, talvez eu esteja matando aula. Mas isso quer dizer que você deve ter tido a mesma ideia, não? Ou ‘tá com aula vaga? De qualquer forma, podemos fazer alguma coisa divertida na cidade, não ‘tô com vontade nenhuma de escutar sobre história da arte. E aí? O que me diz?

[althvarcsaric-blog]

“ oh-- yeah, sure... totally. that totally makes sense... ”

[adricnnkcys-blog]

“ i am so not dramatic--- who in the hell told you that? i’ll rip their heart out. “

[brvdleys]

Bradley had his face inches from a bowl of chili; his moans drowned out by black beans and beef. Thankfully, the student lounge was empty at this time, as the clock was just about to strike one am. He’d woken up restless and hungry about an hour ago, and ventured out to the only place he could make noise this early without getting scorned. 

Brad was practically on clouds until he heard the door tug open, to which he met with a moment of silence for his now-dead peace. And after a beat - “Mornin’ to you.” Brad offered, using his thumb to wipe chili from his lip. “Couldn’t get any sleep?”

[jfcevan-blog1]

“Fuck you lookin at? You need somethin’?” he asked, looking the other up and down, taking in their demeanor to see if they was actually looking at him or if they just zoned out, he figured they'd say they did, but that would imply he trusted what they said anyways.  If there was one thing Evan didn't like it was people lying’ and gettin’ their noses in his business, thats that shit he don't mess with.  Most days his conversations included with him telling people what they wanted to hear, whether it was true or if he meant it- that didn't matter. But today wasn't one of those days.

[akitchircta-blog]

“ if you’re going to waste my time, you can casually fuck off. “

[stxrlucy-blog]

if there was one thing lucy could change about her life, it would be the constant presence of cameras. it was exhausting, always having to look somewhat presentable just to leave her dorm room --- even if it was only to run down the street to get a coffee. so when she left her room once again, scarf wrapped around her head, large sunglasses covering her eyes, only to be met with the instant flash of the cameras, she found herself running; sprinting, as fast as she could in the opposite direction. distracted by her getaway, she failed to see the body that she soon collided with, sending herself flying straight into a bush. she groaned as she tried to get out of the tangled branches, head sticking above the leaves to see whom she had hit. “i am so sorry!” she called out, “are you okay? i really need to pay more attention.” she continued to fight with the branches, limbs flailing around.

[dunnelegend-blog]

“ You know what sucks about school? A bunch of like - sleep scientists fucking proved that kids need at least nine hours of sleep and that teenagers perform better if they’re not getting up at seven am but every day here we are. We should totally skip class as a form of protest! ”