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his hands quake around the package he carries, eyes wide as he looks around for the familiar face. his jaw clenches, the shoebox of tapes clashes against the table top and he leans down, finding a spot with the other boy in the cafeteria. “ what the fuck, tony ------ “ he starts, keeping his voice hushed. he points at the tapes. “ what the hell are those ? “

#ok so obviously justin was the first to get the tapes aside from tony #so im sure he went to tony about it ??? when he got them #truthladen #verse i. ( canon / default )

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❛ think i could ever get a ride in that sweet mustang of yours?? ❜

#truthladen #* TIED TO STONES. ( verse 01 )#* THE STORY OF MY LIFE. ( starters )#why didn't they have more scenes i'm sad

AND JUST LIKE THAT, she stood alone in the hallway. being lost on your first day is h o r r i b l e, and of course hazel get lost. a DEEP SIGH escaped her lips as she looked down to the paper she was holding. it said she has math the first period, but where the hell is math ?? ❝ - are you fucking kidding me ?? ❞ she breathed, feeling pretty devastated.

@truthladen CLOSED STARTER.

#. ✧ . ´◞ — VERSE 001 : ᶤ ˡᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ˒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉʳᵉᶰ'ᵗ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ #truthladen #// hello :DD

she’s used to being disrupted; it’s what she expects when she uses a random classroom as her painting studio during her free periods. ( but she couldn’t just leave and escape to her own makeshift studio. she’s already in trouble for being late for the third time that week. ) luella had stopped fussing when people saw her art before it was finished at this point, instead sending a turquoise glance toward the intruder before fixating her calculating gaze on the painting again.

“what do you think?” she asks, tilting her head forward to motion at the canvas covered in aggressive reds and consuming blacks, a swirl of abstract strokes to form the image of a CAR WRECK - a tribute to the fallen baseball star of liberty high that had died in the tragic accident. “is it too ... dark?” she thinks it’s perfect. the reality isn’t sugar-coated or masked by pastel colors. it was a death, meant to be marked with bold colors that demanded the focus of the message of the image.

@truthladen // a.k.a love of my life

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