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[little-earthquakes-rp]

Boden Open Starter

"Wait, so you've been trying to handle this all on your own?" The statement was slightly tinged with judgment.

[little-earthquakes-rp]

Sasha Open Starter

After removing the clip she pulled her hair down massaging the kinks out before she responded, trying to be lighthearted, "I'm sorry. I should've listened."

[little-earthquakes-rp]

Willa Open Starter

"I noticed the way you were looking at them. Is it your significant other or just a crush?" Granted, Willa has always been a bit ballsy, but it was so painfully obvious and written all over their face.

[lucas-oconner-blog]

“You would think that a man wouldn’t get all sentimental when a match happens, right?” Lucas yanks his body to turn towards the person next to him. He fully leans in with brows furrowed and he pointed to his phone with his company’s dating app ‘Kinnections’ up. “Boy George, we’ve done it again. We’ve done it! Another match made in heaven! This is a proud moment for me... a proud, glorious, fulfilling moment. I’m feel like a Pops watching his first grandson’s baseball game...”

[hippolytajourney-blog]

   “i mean-- new orleans has been  interesting so far. i was down at     the bar because naturally that’s where adults make friends when      school isn’t  a  thing,  and  i  spent  the whole hour talking to her      about cancer, thinking she had   cancer.  turns out, her star sign     was cancer.”

 she looks to the other person, painting a faint smile on her face.

   “how was your day?”

[roseasredasblood-blog]

“Hey, do you mind? You’re in the shot”

[noah-thecooper-blog]

Nose buried in a book, Noah walked along the street trying to avoid contact with anyone he came across. He didn’t talk, he hated talking to anyone. Most people questioned the scar across his face, the one that went from the corner of his left eye to the middle of cheek, they immediately asked what it was from or what happened and Noah hated telling the story, he hated trying to explain himself over and over again. His dad always told him to not speak unless spoken to, and then changed that to never speak, so he followed those words and only says a few words here or there, only ones that absolutely had to be said. Reading the words over and over again to get them in his head the boy didn’t even notice the person in front of him until he walked straight into them, his book falling on the ground as his face turned red. “S-Sorry...” Was all he could choke out as panic set into his body.