#romanticsstarter

[marleyfierce-blog]

In case anybody asks, the weird square marks on my face are from my keyboard. I thought it only happened in movies and books, but laptop naps are a 100% real thing. You think that one extra hour of work would do no harm, wake up with a long line of letters and completely forgetting what you were trying to write in the first place. Lose-lose, and I have to wear my shame on my cheek. Hilarious irony, I know.

Now there’s a sticky note telling me to take naps -- but first, wine. Lord knows I need it.

[nickyxlloyd]

Nicky was sitting on one of the beach chairs near the pool wrapped up in her beach towel. It wasn’t necessarily cold, but the temperature seemed to be dropping as it got darker. She reached her hand into the bag of chex mix she had swiped from the snack stockpile on the bus and watched as some of her friends horsed around in the pool and others drank in the area near it. “If everyone makes it out of this party unharmed, physically and emotionally, I may actually die of shock,” she commented absent-mindedly to the person sitting near her. 

[ashxmoreno]

Ash was beyond glad that they were finally on the road.  He got up from his bunk and walked over to the couches, flopping down next to one of his friends, “Okay, so where’s the first place you wanna check out when we make it to Seattle? I’m torn between Unicorn Bar and Rock Box...”

[ezragreenn]

Ezra walked onto the bus, checking it out while he could. The amount of people on the bus of this size meant a lot of drama was going to happen and he was already living for it. The dufflebag across his shoulder clinked with every step that he walked containing over $300 worth of alcohol that he planned on busting out as much as he could. Most of it came from his parent’s restaurant that he raided before coming. Most people would say something, but Ezra figured they wouldn’t mind.

There was a beer that was resting in the side pouch of his backpack, and he already began busting it open. Ezra didn’t hear the person walking behind him, but immediately he turned around with half the bottle still in his mouth. “We all are going to need a lot of this if we plan on having fun.” He didn’t share much, but it was a joyous occasion. It was also only 2 PM so it wasn’t late enough in the day to be petty. “Want one?”

[greymatthcws]

Grabbing one of the wine coolers that were out, Greyson looked at it and scrunched his nose when reading the label. He wasn’t really into alcoholic drinks that were flavored to taste better. He didn’t like how alcohol tasted in the first place and he could spot the tiniest bit of it no matter how fruity the drink was. Greyson was the type that would rather drink something harsh on the throat and feel the burn going down. He’d rather drink something disgusting and let it hit him a lot harder and lot quicker. It was more real, less fake. He didn’t feel like he was being lied to. ( There was also the fact that deep down he liked to self destruct. That felt normal. It was something he could control - one thing he could control in his life and head. ) Maybe that was a bit unhealthy? Or toxic? Either way, it wasn’t something anyone really knew about him and he wasn’t about to start talking about it. That didn’t change the fact that he hated having to sip on the wine cooler he was currently opening .... or struggling to open.

“Fuck,” Greyson whispered under his breath as he pushed his thumb against the bottle cap. “I thought these things were usually twist off?” He said in earshot of anyone near him, not really knowing who was around him in that moment. 

[hey-juda-blog]

With the ring of a bell Juda stepped through the doorway of his favorite Seattle coffeeshop. He inhaled deeply, maybe a little too satisfied by the smell of dark roast. “So this is Ada’s. I come in here all the time on the weekends just to catch my breath.” Of course the coffeeshop that Juda had decided to become a frequent member at was stocked with a full library of technical books, cookbooks, science magazines and more. “I like to get my coffee and then randomly grab a book off the shelves to flip through while I people watch.”

[oldsoul-ellie]

“Okay I have...several concerns. What if someone has a similar toothbrush to mine and ends up using it? Is there going to be a ‘socks at all times’ understanding here? Do we need to label things because I did not bring my label maker with me and honestly, it’s all just a disaster waiting to happen.” After what seemed like a lifetime, Ellie let out a long suffering sigh. “When will we next be in breathing distance of a decent caramel latte?”

[jesscaldwell-blog1]

“When I was fifteen my mom asked me what i’d be doing in ten years. Never thought the actual answer would be a road trip with people from high school” Jesse shrugged, barely believing he’d actually cancelled his plane ticket back home and put his life on hold for this trip. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity sure, but it didn’t make him any less hesitant to the whole thing. He was, after all, a pessimist at heart. “But hey, what can go wrong?” he commented sarcastically, with a drag of his cigarette.