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“Now I have no idea how it happened, but it feels like we haven’t hung out in ages. So come on! We’re going out.”
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@tinkcrbells
“Now I have no idea how it happened, but it feels like we haven’t hung out in ages. So come on! We’re going out.”
Group text:
To: @january-wintersxx @benjimilori @tinkcrbells
[Text]: Hey. My place for Thanksgiving? Peri’s bringing the mashed potatoes and a pie. Bring something. Someone bring wine! I got the turkey covered.
@tinkcrbells
“So I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing for Halloween this year, both costume wise and socially. Any ideas?”
❄️ - for atta
❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out
Flik was in Atta’s office trying to fix a problem she was having with her computer. He climbed out from under her desk to check the machine and if it was doing all right when he noticed the snow coming down harder. “Snow’s coming down pretty hard. I think the blizzard came a bit early,” he commented gesturing towards the window. He started clicking around making sure everything was working when the room turned dark. The storm must have knocked out the power. He flicked the flashlight on his phone on so he could at least avoid walking into any of her furniture or her. “Well, I guess we’re spending another night at the office,” he said running a hand through his hair nervously.
@queenatta
After ordering a drink for the blonde, Tom slid it over to her. “You look like you need something far stronger than that shit,” He nodded to the wine in her hand. “This is something strong,” Tom waved a hand to the glass before offering out the same hand to her. “And my name’s Tom.” || @tinkcrbells
✠ - for ana
[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home @anatremaiine
Hans didn’t like to say that he was bored, necessarily. He loved his life right now; everything was going according to plan and he was getting attention and devotion and press, all good things, certainly. So why he ended up outside of the door of one Anastasia Tremaine in the middle of the night he was content to pretend not to know, but then again he always ended up here when things became routine, when he couldn’t stand the boredom he was getting living outside these walls in his own skin. Anyway, he’d been out of the loop for too long, spending time with Anna and her friends, trying to make some sort of lasting impression on the ones who mattered and the more prominent players. When the door opened, he flashed a smile. “Hoped you wouldn’t be busy this late.”
☢ - for summer
[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost @tcughflower
Maxwell wasn’t sure where they were, but he knew well enough that it didn’t feel safe. They weren’t driving out of there any time soon, and he knew that, but that didn’t stop him from turning the key in the ignition a few more times trying to will the engine to life. When it refused to turn over, he sighed, head falling to rest o the steering wheel. “I’m so sorry, Summer,” he murmured, looking around outside. He got out of the car and took a look, but he knew he wasn’t going to know what to do. If only he could magically repair cars. When Summer emerged, he unbuttoned his coat and draped it over her shoulders, looking around for a street sign. “Alright, I’ll figure this out,” he frowned, “Just… stay close.” He went to wrap an arm around her, stopping himself short. God, would he ever get any better at this?
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[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse @tinkcrbells
Devan had gotten used to seeing this blonde’s friendly face since the party on New Year’s Eve, and honestly, she was great to be around. He didn’t feel like either of them were trying too hard to impress each other, and they just got along. There was no tension or history, it was just easy and weirdly dry as far as their senses of humor were concerned. So it wasn’t all that surprising when he leaned over towards her with a smile and sighed. “I’ve been high for, like, a month, but it means I haven’t been sitting on anybody’s dick, you know? Works in a weird fuckin’ way.”