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     If MUSIC be the food of LOVE,                     ( play on )

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[capturedafeelinga]

 cont. from X with! ( @ofstrings )

        her car? that’d been towed. she might’ve called for a taxi, but living on a         barista salary . . . WELL, she’d rather save a few dollars and walk. not that         the place she shared was too far away anyways. mia had made the walk         several times before, but all it took was one wrong time to make for a change.

            THIS was that time. all it took was a split second, the round of a wrong corner             and mia had been surrounded. her heart pounding, palms sweating ---- with             the voice at the end of the alleyway, RELIEF washed over her. momentarily at             least. of the man who’d used her distracted as a chance to snatch for her bag,             the redhead delivered a kick to his shin with the toe of her heel before taking             off per the other’s orders, ( the pair of tap shoes that resided in her bag didn’t             NEED to be her main concern at the moment. )

       but mia wasn’t the type to leave someone behind, certainly not someone who’d,        quite frankly, just saved her ass. or was that thought jumping the gun? running        towards, ignoring the sting each stride took of the heels attached around her        ankles, she grabbed the other by the arm and didn’t stop. her bag would have        to be left behind, “hope you’re satisfied when you realize there’s only TWELVE        DOLLARS IN TIPS in there, A S S  H O L E !” she called out once they’d round        the corner. “tell me your phone’s charged . . . -- i sort of just lost mine.”

[duodexiim-blog]

@ofstrings .

          out the TARDIS, onto the solid ground of Earth once more. he inhales deeply, breathing in that smell of POLLUTION && EVOLUTION && WONDERFUL things overall. ahh, he loves Earth, he loves humans. it’s a good day today, he can feel it in his bones, in his hearts, in his brain— he feels almost euphoric as he strides away from his beloved police box, humming a tune that’s been stuck in his head for some time.

          && then he loses it, the notes from one of his favorite instruments tickling his ears && drawing him in that direction. a violin! he loves violins.

          he moves until he can find the source, looking around for where it might be coming from--- he doesn’t have Save-The-World or Stop-The-Bad-Guys on his to do list at the moment, so why not do something like follow the sound of a violin?

[capturedafeelinga]

(( ✺, ✿, and ☠. Thank you for the follow— can't wait to write with you sometime! Also, Toto by Africa is amazing?? bless ))

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✺    best  friends

                       it’s not necessarily that mia is introverted, it’s that                       she’s come to learn during her time in the city that                       genuine friendships aren’t easy to come by. bad                       experiences with people who’ve dropped her a little                       too easily for her liking, mia doesn’t always let                       others in the way she might have before making her                       move. that being said, other than tracy, the only                       others she’s come to know at what she would define                       as a best friend level are her other two roommates:                                             —- alexis and caitlin

ALEXIS she met through a string of failed auditions.both running into one another on multiple occasions,it became a habit, meeting one another for middleof the afternoon wine to laugh about each of theirhorrific audition experiences ( wine for whine ) when a room opened up in hers and tracy’s apartment, mia offered, alexis took the offer and the rest was history.

                                              CAITLIN is a more recent constant in mia’s life.                                              she’s less familiar with her than the other two,                                              but in living with someone it’s easy to fall into                                              a routine, enough so that mia would define the                                              other girl as a friend. another to share the struggle                                              of trying to make it with.

✿      someone  they  hurt

GREG. her break up with him was abrupt how he wouldfeel wasn’t something that mia thought about when the time for it came. she knew that it wasn’t the relationshipfor her, but didn’t make for much of an explanation, simplyran out in the middle of a dinner with he and his brother.

                               calling the next day, braving the stream of texts                               that followed her exit – a run out of the restaurant,                               her response had been simple and to the point:

               —- i met someone else.

☠    someone  who  has  passed  on

                  the death of her AUNT was a surprise to the majority of                   the dolan family, but not to mia. growing up hearing her                   stories of traveling through theatre, of vast experiences                   she was grated – it was what turned the young redhead                   towards it in the first place. as her aunt grew older, she                    remembers watching that flicker beginning to fade. seeking                   fame is exhausting, she never once blamed her aunt for                   falling into alcohol to help ease the pain that went hand in                   had with the endless rejection, she understood it, the                   sadness that the other felt as her youth began to dwindle.                      and her dreams grew further and further from reach.

     true, she wishes that the habit chosen hadn’t      ended up taking the woman’s life, but she’ll             ~    ALWAYS remember the flame.

( @ofstrings ) lettuce write together soon! yes, please. to toto. && ty for the follow too!

[markiplierindie]

@ofstrings said: s C RE AMS INCOHE RENTLY

Should I call for help dearie?