#nastarter

[kitkat-hollis-blog]

“It still makes me laugh a little that people are so shy about asking to pet my dog. You’re not annoying me, unless I look really unpleasant, then I’d advise you to stay away.”

[haileyxconnors-blog]

“Gosh, is it me or is it insanely hot in here? Seriously if I could rip off my shirt and just sit here in my bra without it being classed as ‘indecent’ I really would but alas I cannot and so I have to suffer. The world can be a cruel, cruel place sometimes.”

[productionistjaden-blog]

          “Fuc--- shit.” She can’t keep the paint from tumbling off the top of the pile of thick canvas in her hands. She almost can’t prevent the way the container decides it doesn’t like colliding with the floor after falling a certain distance, blue substance splattering over converse and a hefty expanse of the carpet as well. “Why does life literally hate me?”

[celinattorres]

Looking up from where she sat on the stairs, Celina sighed softly. “Okay, I know this might seem like an odd place to sit and read but.. I may or may not have lost my key and I’m waiting for the key making guy.. what do you call that, a locksmith? Whatever, I’m I’m waiting for him to come help me”

[leo--stalworth]

[Being alone a lot of the time provided Leo with many things: peace and quiet, a sense of security, and the knowledge that he could be free of the damn gloves covering his hands. Today was not one of the days Leo could be alone, though he tried even as he walked down the busy corridor and into the grounds of Nightshade. Outside was quieter, and he was able to find a bench, on which he could sit and study in peace, until there was movement in the corner of his eye and he realised somebody had sat on the opposite end of the bench. Eyeing them suspiciously, he quickly realise that he didn't know the person, and debated whether to speak. Maybe they had been in search of solitude, too.] Hello. [His Southern accent was thick as he spoke, breaking through the sounds of nature and dulled voices coming from other students within the building.]

[jaxon-orlowe]

[Jaxon sat at an outside table at the Teahouse, sipping on a cup of earl grey. It was cold as always. He was watching the steam from the tea trail up towards the sky when he noticed someone he recognized walk past him] Hey, I know you from somewhere... Have we met?

[morgenstenstar]

Sabe, tô achando isso aqui um pouco parado.

[morgenstenstar]

Eu acho que os novatos deveriam se afastar o máximo o possível dos campistas de Hermes. Só acho.