( 4:53 pm ) okay, so let’s say. hypothetically speaking. ( 4:53 pm ) i were to come back with a dog( 4:54 pm ) what breeds...... would be more appreciated by the dorm squad?
holdenmywoods: june dragged me to another art exhibit, and exactly 0 people were surprised. tho, nothing in that museum was as pretty as my girl. js.
for a snapchat
holden: you kno whats worse than regular hangovers??holden: fucking NAP hangovers....holden: i don’t think pedialyte can fix this shitholden: but send me snaps of you yelling at me to stay awake to prevent me frOM SLEEPING AGAIN LMAO
for one voicemail
[ junebug🐞, 8:23 pm ] hey june, juno, junebug, juniper! it’s ya boy. in case you... didn’t have caller id for a moment there. just standing here, in trader joe’s, looking at some cookies i know you like. was gonna ask you if you wanted any but i’m legit just... gonna buy three boxes anyway. you only get one tho. the other two are for when i need to bribe you. kay, see you at home, byeeeeeee! call me if you want anything else. miss you, binch.
who would you let onto the door from titanic if the three of you were drowning and only one could fit: yourself, june, or blue?
i would... literally let either one of them take the door, and then use my lifeless corpse to say afloat. i can’t chose between the two loves of my life, guys. fuck you for even tryna make me.
( 1:12 am ) hey junebug. it’s the middle of the night and once again i’m thinking about you. some things never change, huh? ( 1:13 am ) part of me, fucking wishes we lasted forever but there’s this other part of me that knows you deserve so much fucking better. ( 1:14 am ) i’m sorry i couldn’t be what you deserve, but i hope you find what’s meant for you one day. i love you.
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
( 2:22 am ) oH HFM Y GOD HE y!( 2:23 am ) DID U Kn O THA I STi( 2:23 am ) LAM O 2 SOOn( 2:34 am ) FUK, ok o k( 2:34 am ) sTILL LVO E YOu BI H
Send “&” for a LOVING text.
( 3:19 pm ) hey hey hey! another fun fact for ya! ( 3:20 pm ) otters hold hands in their sleep! we used to do that ( 3:20 pm ) who knew we had so much shit in common with OTTERS. ( 3:21 pm ) you’re as cute as an otter :0)
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
( 1:49 am ) it’s 2 am! almost! ( 1:50 am ) and i’m realizing i’ll never fucking make things right for you! we love that! ( 1:51 am ) idk why im even sending you this it’s not like anything’s gonna change lmao.
of course i do. she was... no, she is, probably one of the great loves of my life or whatever. like i wish i could f. scott fitzgerald the fuck out my words to adequately, and poetically describe my feelings but... i can’t. but yeah, i’ll probably always have feelings for june, womp womp womppppp.
( 11:23 am ) fun fact of the day! mahimahi mate for life!! ( 11:24 am ) also good morning, it would be even better if you texted me back!! ( 7:35 pm ) maybe tomorrow then? i love you. hope you had a safe, studious day, junebug.
// I re-watched Alleluia! The Devil’s Carnival 2 again for the first time in over a year (yep this plus CP I apparently like being in pain and adding more stress to law school), and I still love the songs from it. The one thing that still pisses off both Cora and June is the scene where Geraldine is feeding god, like it would still piss off June post-fall at the idea of Cora being forced to do that, even though part of her feels like Cora deserves it. Cora would never want that for June either, not only because of jealousy, I also feel June had troubles like this before and she wouldn’t want June in that situation.
I also feel that even though most of her spurn goes to Mr.#1, most of her rage and hatred, she still is angered by June and her betrayal. If she were to ever meet with Cora again as Doll, she would play a huge mind-fucking game with her, more than she did with The Agent, as they have history and she’d be able to cause much more pain to Cora that way.
June though would know she’d never make it in Heaven, her will to strong and her inability to take orders a large part of her personality. Hell though twisted her, brought personality traits that were normally neither good nor bad to a dark point and brought out the darkness in her, which she now revels in, she is no longer June in any sense of the word.
June sneaked past the other closed doors, coming up to the door she was looking for, with a smirk she knocked on the door, waiting for the man inside to respond.