#resoluticns

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synopsis  ---   he’d been drinking, that much was evident. but they ALL had  :  himself, his best friend, indigo, and a forgettable slew of people lonnie could only remember by their face. the male had always been shit with names, and besides, he was  d i s t r a c t e d  anyway. perhaps ogling at someone else’s girlfriend was incriminating enough in itself, but adding the fact that it was his best friend’s girlfriend  ?  oh, lonnie knew he’d be DAMNED, yet he couldn’t find the strength to care. a heavy gaze watches  c a r e f u l l y  as the other boy leaves the room, and just like that lonnie’s on his feet, headed towards the girl of his affections.  “  you seem miserable,  ”  he concludes as he approaches, leaning against the nearest wall. this was SIMPLE CONVERSATION  ---  nothing to see here, as they stood shoulder to shoulder. but lonnie knew  b e t t e r.  “  aren’t you having fun  ?  ”   @resoluticns

[businesbitch]

CLOSED FOR @resoluticns

"Mm, okay, how about this?” Dylan wet his lips as he neared Lane 4, glancing briefly to the television above that displayed his and Marina’s similarly abysmal scores. He shook his head, setting down the fresh pitcher of beer before sliding into the plastic seat across from the blonde. “You’re stuck on a deserted island and you can only take one book and one item with you -- what’s it gonna be?” Slouching back in his seat, Dylan sunk low into the revolving chair, used to the weird slide and give they had attached to the tables that were so aptly decorated with neon paint splatters -- the bowling alley wouldn’t be called Cosmic Lanes without the appropriate 80s space theme. 

It’d only been about an hour since Dylan first let Marina into the bowling alley after hours, but the second empty pitcher on their table and mess of cheap, cheesy nachos proved they weren’t planning on leaving anytime soon, either. Dylan had nowhere to go, but he knew that eventually Marina would be called away by family or an internal obligation. It always happened the same; she’d get a text or check her phone and when she saw the time, she was rushing off. It wasn’t a bad thing, but Dylan just couldn’t relate. He probably could’ve spent the night in Cosmic Lanes, conked out in one of the uncomfortable booths in the food court and no one would’ve given a shit as long as he out by eleven for his math course. “Whose frame is it?” He asked, sleepy brown eyes drifting towards the bright lanes, black light illuminating the decals on the back wall.

[apctheism]

based. — to the girl who burned bridges like it was a second nature, athena’s feelings just didn’t make sense. she’d cut them out of her life for good, swearing up and down that they’d never again see an opportunity to have such a big part of her wrapped around their finger. it had been one too many fights, one too many screaming matches that only ever ended in noise complaints, not compromise. she’s been pacing the familiar hallway for what felt like hours before she’s tapping against her phones screen, dialing the others’ number. once the ringing stops, there’s a shape inhale of breath. “i’m outside.” / @resoluticns

[bluesccrets]

iMessage to my pretty scholar 💜

ARI:so are you still hiding in your books?

ARI: i have something important to tell you

[arnbrosiaarchive]

@resoluticns​

he doesn’t want to wake her. he kept his distance, making himself a spot across the room. his phone buzzes in his pocket as the alarm goes off. he’s slept off and on through the evening, and it’s earlier than necessary, but it’s safer this way. calix moves across the dark room to settle next to the girl. he can’t see as well in the dark, but he tries to memorize her face one last time, knowing this was the end. she gently shook her shoulder. “ celeste ? ” he whispered. “ come on, darling, it’s time to go. ”

[bluesccrets]

@resoluticns

IT’S BEEN ALMOST FOUR WEEKS since ari last saw domenica. it’s been rough to say the least but ari’s getting through it. if it wasn’t for her brother, she actually wouldn’t be on THIS campus right now. but she’s here now and has one last thing to return to dee before officially accepting that there is no hope of them getting back together. so with dee’s favorite book in her hand, she saunters over to the other side of campus and finds her room. she takes a deep breath before eventually knocking. 

[arnbrosiaarchive]

private starter for : nadia & zara -- based off of THIS

 @resoluticns​

zara made sure to bring another helmet. and not just because she thought nadia’s helmet hair was the hottest thing since the sun started burning. with absolutely no shame, she parked her motorcycle right up on the grass of nadia’s sorority, giving the engine a rev, making her presence known. she turning off the engine, and wiped her hands on her jeans and her face on her leather jacket clad forearm, only midly tidying herself: clearning any remnants of her afternoon at her parents' garage. she made her way to the front, through the pretty path you’d expect of a sorority. she pulled her helmet off before knocking, tucking it under her elbow. she faced a girl in the doorway she didn’t recognize. not that she should have, this wasn't exactly zara's ... scene. she gave the girl cooked grin and long once over. “ nadia in ? ” she asked. the girl nodded and called for nadia. 

[blvckvelvets]

@resoluticns replied to your post: f u skam for breaking my heart i’m

me rn

i feel so bETRAYED LIKE WHY?????