#ncthingtome

[teenheromoved-blog]

                              “Keep staring all you want, I’m not looking at you.”

@ncthingtome // as if

[teenheromoved-blog]

                                  “I’m starting to find I’m getting used to you.”

@ncthingtome // lyric based starter call: i’m getting used to you — selena

[civilheart-blog]

                It’s been less than a week since she dumped Chad Radwell (despite what he’d have the rest of campus believing, but regardless); in that time more people have ended up dead, bodies kept going missing from the meat locker, and the beloved and hallowed halls of Kappa Kappa Tau were still packed full of the latest rejects from The Addams Family. A deep sigh escapes her as she tries desperately to hold in the fake tears. 

                “My popularity is going down the poop hole, some psychopath is targeting ME—” and other Kappa sisters, but they didn’t matter nearly as much, “—and I can’t get a decent pumpkin spice latte around here. Affirmative Action is ruining EVERYTHING, Steff!” 

@ncthingtome // starter call

[soulpaths-blog1]

             “Listen, Steve.” Has she already forgotten his name? Is she getting it wrong on purpose? Both are highly likely, but honestly? Who the hell cares? “You’re like, James Spader in Pretty in Pink hot, but that’s not enough to qualify you as my date for Chanel-O-Ween, so I suggest you give me a reason to keep you around before I kick that tight little ass out of that chair so another suitor can take your place.”

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[soulpaths-blog1]

             “Hold on, hold on! The Ron Dawg can only write so fast!” It’s telling that he’s writing down anything at all; pencil moves haphazardly over notebook paper, scrawl practically illegible (he’ll have his own difficulty deciphering it later; it may as well be for the best). “Play hard to get, every chance you get..... are you sure this’ll work? I mean, what’s the point of trying to get the ladies if you act like you don’t want them?”

@ncthingtome // why did we think this was a good idea

[whatsthesiitch-moved]

                    “My parents want to meet you this Friday night over dinner.”

[decthcard]

      ❛ all right, what’ll it be? ❜

he’s seen this guy around -- chatting with the performers, mingling with the patrons. he reeks of money, but then...who doesn’t, around here? he’s got a nice chain that potentially led to a nice watch under his jacket, so jack might find a way to relieve him of that later, but for now -- now, he’s focused on the drink order.

@ncthingtome liked ❧ for the group verse!

[whatsthesiitch-moved]

               Saturday night is in full swing, as always – the place is packed wall to wall, the booze is flowing freely, and the crowd is alive. It’s easy to feed off of, and now that she’s done with her set and changed into something a little less flashy in an effort to better blend with the night crowd – at a glance, anyway. The regulars all know her – the one she sits herself next to at the bar, especially. 

              “Hey stranger,” she drawls, a smirk atop her lips as she lifts the cigarette holder between her fingers. “Light my fire?”

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