#lima.starters

[drewharts]

“IT’S DEFINITELY WEIRD NOT HAVING TO WEAR BUTTON UPS AND A TIE AND SLACKS EVERYDAY.” drew said earnestly. to be completely honest, the attention he had garnered from being the new kid was entirely foreign territory and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. “i’m definitely more comfortable though that’s for sure.” he nodded, avoiding eye contact for the most part. “i’m comfortable enough i could probably fall asleep in some of my classes.” it was a lame attempt at a joke, but hey he was trying his hand at making normal, non-sheltered friends. “there’s a lot of other stuff is different, but yeah.” 

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[vicpuckerman]

    “ i hate dinky rinks ...  the smell of stinky blades makes my eyes water and the weekends are too busy.  on the bright side, i get in a nice workout in and watch people fall sometimes.  is that mean? ”      @limastarters​

[patienceish]

“fuck this school!” she shouted, storming out of the office. “if you gave two fucks about the students in this place you’d be handing out these pamphlets before they get knocked up! where were these in health class! they didn’t exist! fuck all of you, and fuck your pamphlets!” patience snapped, ripping the pamphlets that were in her hand and tossing them into the office before she started storming off again and punching a locker. @limastarters​

[lemonsterling]

☾ — 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗

Red polyester uniform clinging to the teen’s body, she sat down at a nearby table at the Lima Bean in front of another person who she may or may not have ever encountered before. Most Cheerios typically changed into mundane clothes after practice, but not Lemon, no. She loved the feeling the way her skirt would shake like tassels and make all the boys and girls swoon just so she could reject them as quickly as they ogled her. “What’s your poison? Personally, I’m a black coffee kind of girl. Shocking, I know, but it makes me feel classy you know? And coffee should just never be cold, that’s just wrong.” The blonde purred, speaking to the person in front of her.

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[joeyhqs]

“Don’t comment on the mud – I fell in a puddle on the way over here.” Joey said as he looked down at his stained shirt. “Does it look bad though? I would have gone back home but I lost my keys and I forget where the extra key is hidden.” He said, sighing as he sat down across the other person.

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[pcnkpaisley]

 With spring break coming to a close, Celeste was excited to see Lima back in its natural state of hectic especially since she was getting pretty bored laying around and hanging around the house. She wanted to do something. She only had classes two out of the five days so she didn’t have to worry about school tomorrow and her life has just became driving to college and practices. “Please give me something fun to do before I throw a slushy into my own face.” She huffed sitting in front of someone.  ( @limastarters​ )

[tracehummelandersons]

WHO: tracy hummel-anderson && open                                                        WHEN: seven pm on a thursday                                                                      WHERE: hummel tires and lube

WHEN TRACY BECAME A GUY WHO WORKS FULL TIME? HE COULDN’T SAY. but with outbursts increasing in frequency and his circle of friends thinning he didn’t do much other than go back and forth between he doodges apartment and work. still, the friendly face that sat nearby as he closed up shop wasn’t as unwelcome as he feigned, “we’re closed! get the fuck out!” he groaned, though there was an unmistakable grin pulling up on his features as he tossed a grease stained rag at the other. he ducked in case there was an attempt to retaliate, only peeking out from his rolling tool cabinet after a few moments to carry on conversation like an adult. “kidding, kidding, if you wanna talk or whatever, we can talk.” he shrugged, picking up another rag and wiping his hands as about half of the lights automatically shut off, indicating the garage was officially closed. trace looked up at the now dimmed ceiling for a moment and then, “that mamma mia shit is kind of stupid don’t you think?” he said, out of the blue. not only was the comment out of character for trace, but he pulled the  source material from seemingly nowhere. “is there one season, just one at that school where they won’t plague us with a show?”

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[riileycs]

riley was sprawled out on the grass, his gaze directed toward the sky. he’d finished a therapy session about an hour ago, once again going over issues from his past and his birth parents. he felt like he’d been lying here for days, lost in time as he stewed in his own thoughts. his gaze shifted when he heard footsteps, though he didn’t bother to sit up or even move his head “i’m pretending to be a dead body.” he spoke out before snorting. “joking. though an old woman did think i was dead a little while ago and lost it a bit. she was real sweet, gave me a butterscotch candy when she realised i wasn’t actually a corpse abandoned in the park.”

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