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@vsbtch said: “What’s going on inside that beautiful head of yours?” apart together • not accepting.

She glances over, before giving him a tight smile which doesn't meet her eyes. "How much time have you got?"

#vsbtch #& wallace wells. * vsbtch #interaction.#answered.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. i want to be the biggest thing out there.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. interaction.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. answered.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. v. unknown.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. & wallace wells 004. * vsbtch #queue.

@vsbtch said: “Christ, what a night.” apart together • not accepting.

"I mean, I've had worse!" And she's still smiling, too. Whether you want to view it as naïvety, denial, or simply an unshakable optimism, you can't deny that Vivian Ward tries to see the best in things. "What's bothering you?"

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“Oh, please. When have you ever known me to refuse a drink just because I was in work by three thirty this morning? Be nice. Share.”

@vsbtch gets this very belated starter!

#vsbtch #partner. vsbtch.#interaction.#sybilla ‘ billy ’ walker. i have the hardest job in pittsburgh.#sybilla ‘ billy ’ walker. interaction.#sybilla ‘ billy ’ walker. verse 000. ( undetermined )#sybilla ‘ billy ’ walker. & wallace wells 001. ( vsbtch )#i just think this is a good combo

@vsbtch said: ‘she’s not a person anymore. she’s rage.’ the burning god starters • accepting.

“I mean, haven’t we all been there, at least once or twice?” Midge grins. “I think the better thing to judge is why she’s become rage incarnate.”

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“Thirty percent of all comics die from cord-related injuries.”

@vsbtch gets a canon line starter

#vsbtch #partner. vsbtch.#interaction.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. i want to be the biggest thing out there.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. verse 000. ( undetermined )#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. interaction.#miriam ‘ midge ’ maisel. & wallace wells 001. ( vsbtch )#i hate her

RAMONA FLOWERS’ STATS ARE AS FOLLOWED :

ninja ninja revolution skill : four out of ten, seven on a good day. scott’s tough competition!

hair color versatility : nine out of ten. there’s one color that didn’t work for her. don’t ask her what it was! she’ll take it to her grave.

empathy slash sympathy slash whichever emotion would make her not look like a total dick right now : ehhh. best if we don’t quantify it!

‘ sorry, but you weren’t that close. ’ translation in ramona speak : it was a one - night stand, dude, [ guy whose name ramona forgot approximately five seconds after hearing wallace gush it ] was always gonna ghost you. she gives wallace a look, a you know i’m right look, and imagines what’s on the next page : begrudged acquiescence — that’d be nice. validating. — or the traced outlines of a back - and - forth. readers, place your bets! ‘ did you really see this being a thing? he wasn’t even cute. ’ she thinks. she guesses. had he even shown her a picture of this guy? ‘ you can do better. ’

@vsbtch ... “ your apathy is like a wound in salt . ” drama queen

#vsbtch #* / INBOX.#happy wallace day

“a good, healthy problem needs a good, healthy solution.” from wallace im just too lazy to switch blogs

"ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ... ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ's ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴀ sᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ."

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#vsbtch #c | the talent #x | wallace;

closed starter // @vsbtch -

He’s playing with the cuffs on his jeans. Digits fidgeting with the fabric in the boredom held in waiting. An unfamiliar scene he finds himself in. Here, riding opposite ends of the panel, sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴ sᴛɪʟʟs, 𝟸𝟸, sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ and ᴡᴀʟʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟs, ??, sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: ʟɪᴠᴇs ʜᴇʀᴇ.

There’s nothing awkward about it, but the air still feels rather strange. Stephen’s perched on the mattress on the floor, listening to to rushing of water as Scott showers. Taking his time again. Forever uncaring that other people had places to be, things to do. No, it wasn’t apathy in Scott’s case- there wasn’t enough space in that brain of his to let apathy roll around in there. It was sheer ignorance. Sweet, sweet, (and… vanilla scented?) ignorance.

What was he even doing in there?

A glance over to the man reading the morning paper from his armchair, a glance back down to his jeans. Wallace had been in Stephen’s life, an extension of his roommate, for longer than he’d care admit— knowing he still knew very little about the other.

ᴏᴋ, ʟᴇᴛs’ ᴛʀʏ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ !! ᴀ ʟɪsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴀʟʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟs.

1. He was Scott’s roommate. 2. He was gay. 3. He comes to the shows (sometimes ) and gets too drunk (all the time). 4. He’s a margarita guy. (fruity) Oh! They met in college. (??) 5.Wallace was there in college.

Right? Yeah. Maybe?

What an embarrassing list. Who were you, uninformed soul— Scott Pilgrim?

He clears his throat a little, deciding to distill the air a bit.