#whitecanaryroleplays

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[text] I don’t know how you put up with me.

[text] Have you met Charlotte La Bouff’s daughter? Any roommate is a step up from her. [text] At least you don’t try to tell me that I have to put my pets outside. That kind of defeats the purpose of them being pets.[text] As long as you don’t start trying to force me to wear pink ball gowns, I’m probably going to keep tolerating you. So would you stop hiding out wherever you are and just come back to the room already? 

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[text] You saw my boobs then looked up and yelled thank you jesus.

[text] Well that’s weird.[text] Oh, wait a second, now I remember! You were cuddling with that crocodile of yours when I stumbled back into the room (how tf did you get that thing inside of our room?)[text] Drunk me seriously thought it was turning your chest into a snack. I was just glad your boobs were still in one piece, that’s all.[text] Next time you break an animal into our room, pick an alligator, okay? Or even better, more frogs.

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Would you like to know how old do you act? Just answer 24 simple questions honestly and you will find out how old you really are.

@whitecanaryroleplays and I are both 21 and @commanderplexarps is our 29 year old mommy

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I’m just imagining all the past events that happened, but with a BB-8. Like Kelsey making out with a BB-8, and having a crush on a BB-8. And a BB-8 almost punching Ben Pucey. And a BB-8 that’s a Prefect. And plays 7 instruments.

Do I seriously have to go home tomorrow? Life is better with @whitecanaryroleplays.

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I'm changing Lauren's FC. She's going to be BB-8.

@whitecanaryroleplays is my favorite. Except for maybe BB-8.

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“Can I show you something?”

Becca crawled out of her bed and followed quietly behind Lauren. They were the first ones up on Christmas morning, but she resisted the urge to wake Kels and Olly up; she was curious to see what Lauren had up her sleeve, and she silently padded down the hall to Jules’s old room.

Lauren had left the door ajar, and once they were inside, Becca quietly shut it behind them. She didn’t know what Lauren had to show her, but when she whirled around to look at the room, her eyes spotted it immediately -- a tiny Charlie Brown tree in the corner, with a string of Becca’s old M&M lights and Lauren’s one ‘Beast in a bathtub’ ornament dangling from it.

It was leafless and would have looked sad or pitiful anywhere else, but here, sitting in the corner besides the bed that Lauren was using for the two weeks of vacation. Becca tried not to squeal, instead throwing her arms around Lauren happily when she saw what her friend had done to decorate.

“I guess I’m not such a Grinch after all, Squirt -- you’re a bad influence on me,” Lauren chuckled as Becca hugged her tightly, feeling like she’d succeeded at giving her friend a good holiday after all.

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Who Spiked the Eggnog (we both know who will be the drunk one)

WHO SPIKED THE EGGNOG: One of our muses is a little drunk from too much 'nog and has become a little too jolly. (Specify who or leave it to me!)

Becca’s giggle rang through the room as they sat on the couch, watching The Grinch for the first time. Why had she thought it was a good idea to turn it into a drinking game? Everyone else had a higher tolerance than her, but by the second time the Grinch mentioned his heart being too small, Becca’s head was already feeling light.

“Look, Lo, look! The Grinch is climbing through the fireplace, like -- “ Becca hopped off the couch, running towards her own fireplace and crouching down in front of it, pretending to crawl out. She put a finger to her lips to shush her friends, but then fell down on the hearth, hugging her chest and laughing at how much of a failure her imitation of the Grinch had been.

“I’m not as good a Grinch as you!” she stammered in between each fit of giggles, rolling onto her back and slapping the floor as she laughed. On the TV screen, the movie was still rolling past in a blur of colors that made Becca feel sick, almost like she was on a roller coaster, and on the couch, Becca’s friends were giving her the biggest ‘what the hell are you doing?’ look, but she didn’t even care. The room was spinning, but even so she felt like she was on top of the world.

“Okay, Squirt, come on, get up.” Becca wasn’t sure when Lauren had crossed the room to hover over her, but the sight of her tall friend looming just made her giggle more. “We should have watched Mickey and the Beanstalk, you’re like -- you’re a giant!” Still, Becca pushed herself up to a seated position, where she found Lauren’s hand waiting to pull her up the rest of the way.

She stumbled slightly, falling into her friend and wrapping her arms around Lauren’s waist for support. “Why is the ground moving?” she asked, hiccuping slightly as Lauren started to steer her towards her room. “The ground wants you to move towards your bedroom, Becca, come on,” Lauren urged her, nudging the tiny blonde that was now leeched onto her side in the direction of the hallway that led to her bedroom.

“But -- but the movie’s not over, and I have so much more egg nog!” Becca whined longingly, looking towards her empty cup and where Kelsey and Oliver were still on the couch watching the movie. She tugged Lauren, but it was a weak effort, and her friend shook her head no, steering her towards her room to put her down to bed.

As Lauren tucked her under the covers, shaking her head at Becca’s now sleepy protests and tipping water into her mouth to help her avoid a hangover the next morning, she told Becca, “Next time, we’re doing something more fun than watching the Grinch when we get you drunk, okay Squirt? Because you’re actually pretty hilarious.” With that, Lauren handed Becca her stuffed candy cane to hug onto, turned out the light, and left the door cracked so that she could check on Becca later and make sure that she was still doing okay.

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Malcolm Merlyn probably took the ashes.

lmao at @whitecanaryroleplays and not having time for Malcolm Merlyn even when he helps save the day