#phila:start

[rcmanism-blog]

                                              snap ➳ open

roman: ya boi is lookin masculine af in this lighting

[snyridcr-blog]

Sonny has just finished up the last piece of music he was playing on his saxophone for the day. His spot was right near the station and he loved to play during rush hour. Mostly because there were more people to drop a dollar or so into his case, but also because he hoped to bring a little bit of happiness to someone with his music after a rubbish day at work. Just as he was about to empty the small amount of money he’d collected into a little bag he carried with him, a group of kids who were maybe about fifteen or so chucked a load of their rubbish into his case at his feet. “Wow, thanks.” He called out, sarcasm heavy in his tone. This only caused the kids to laugh and shout stuff at him about being a ‘homeless bum’ and that he should get a job. Honestly, it wasn’t the first time and definitely wouldn’t be the last but it still didn’t stop Sonny from dropping to his knees with a heavy sigh, pulling the rubbish from his case. He tried not to let it bother him too much, but y’know, he was only human who was maybe a little too sensitive. 

[atlas-jespers-blog]

atlas ↠ ???

atlas: i found a pair of panties outside your door

atlas: they are extremely lacy

atlas: please tell me they belong to you/someone who was with you

atlas: i really dont have time to play pantie sleuth

atlas: help

[rcmanism-blog]

☂ ---- WHEN most people thought of the laundromat, they envisioned a sea of white, beige, and light blue with the constant rumble of washers and dryers doing what their names entailed -- washing and drying things. most people also envisioned these places set in the morning, since laundry was, usually, done sometime in the a.m. NOT MANY people, when picturing a laundromat, would include a twenty-one year old university student standing in just a too-small tee shirt and bright yellow boxer briefs with a cheese stick in hand. it’s not that ROMAN intended to only be wearing his bright yellow boxer briefs -- he had actually been wearing sweatpants, before realizing they had a coffee stain on them, and considering it was rather late and no one was around, had shucked them off and tossed them in with the load of laundry he was already doing. he had the cheese stick because, well, he had it in his hand coming from his apartment, and planned on finishing it, was all. so, he stood there in his bright-yellow boxer briefs, leaned his elbows on the washer with his clothes in it while he waited for the load to finish, and scrolled through his phone idly while taking the occasional glance around.

[atlas-jespers-blog]

atlas ↣ ???

atlas: okay i know its 4am but hear me out

atlas: i know a bomb-ass pizza place in DC

atlas: and if we leave now we'll make it by morning

atlas: WAKE UP