#lockwood:start

[ofcmunro-blog]

just bc this isn’t in the tags

[spcncrs-blog]

text ↳ open

penn: everyone that's looking at the moon right now?

penn: we're ll looking at the same moon

penn: it's like a romantic date with a million people

penn: ever think of that?

[nerissas-blog1]

“Do you want to know what I’m mad about today?” The auburn haired girl hiccuped, downing her fourth shot of the night, beer held between her thighs as she leaned forward to slam the shot glass back onto the counter. “The absolute snack that is Andy Black is married and I have zero chance of being his groupie.”

[teddylawrence]

“Kobe! Hoopa!” Teddy shouted in the middle of the campus pub, tossing his wadded up napkin that’d soaked up the previous beer he’d accidentally spilled into the garbage can across the room, “Oh my god! Did you see that?!” he cried to no one in particular, whirling around like the human embodiment of the Mr. Krabs meme to see if anyone had actually observed what he thought was a miracle. Making eye contact with the only person in his general vicinity, he tossed his hands around to try and see if they’d actually witnessed anything or if they were just staring at him for being so loud and obnoxious, “Comrade! Take the last of my golden doubloons and pour myself and my noble steed a victory shot of a liquor of your choosing!” Teddy declared at the same volume level to the bartender a few feet from them, clicking his tongue and winking at the person he was referring to while aiming finger guns in their direction. “Sorry for calling you my noble steed. You don’t look like a horse.”