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Snow. White, cold snow is the only thing Andrew sees around him right now. The idea of staying behind to get a head start on their project sounded like brilliant at the time, but now Andrew was starting to regret not going to some warmer place as the temperatures starting to get lower and he was faced with a complete silent and dead campus. As he walked down the cold streets, snow falling around him as he kept his head down and walked as faster as he could, he wondered what big difference it would make, especially knowing every single kid was on their winter break on this moment. This was not how he planned things to be.

It was Sam’s fault. She convinced the former Lambda into staying and getting a head start on things. She was still extremely different around him, as if his presence didn’t make her comfortable at all, almost like he was going to ruin the perfect picture she now spotted around to every single person to see. There was something going on, but he had yet to find out about it.

The cafeteria was empty, saved for a a small group of people sitting on the far corner from where Sam was currently sitting. He was late, as always. “Hey, sorry. I got caught up. There is a shit ton of snow out there,” the male was quickly to speak as he took out layers after layers of clothing before taking a seat in front of her. “Got any idea where do you want to start?”

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“I never bullied anyone?”

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“Have you ever met yourself?”

#andrew

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“One slice of pie isn’t going to do anything, I promise. It’s good for the soul.”

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“One slice? Are you kidding me? I might taste one bite but I shouldn’t do that. I gained a lot of weight in the last few months. I have to watch my figure.”

#tw: eating disorder #johnny

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“Why not? Are you allergic to pumpkin or all things good?”

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“No I am not allergic to pumpkin. I am dieting and pies are not my friends during the diet.”

#johnny

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“I found a couple different recipes online and I can’t decide which one’s the best. What do you think?”

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“I am gonna pass. I can’t eat that.”

#johnny

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“Hey, be nice to those girls. You’re only putting them down because you’re insecure within your own skin. Filthy or not, all those girls gave me something you couldn’t. Sex without the headache of having to listen to them bitch constantly all hours of the day.” The words left his mouth with venom as he lowered his eyes, studying her for a second. He might have noticed she was skinnier since he last saw her, but he wouldn’t say anything. That would show concern and it wasn’t something he wanted to show anyone, especially Tiffany. “Will do. You really don’t think I have loyal friends? Ouch, Tiff. You know that really hurts my feelings, you know? To insinuate that nobody likes me.. I just –” He faked a voice crack, turning his face into that of faux anguish before breaking into a laugh. “It’s really nice catching up. I know we don’t like each other or whatever, but if you ever are up for some hate sex. well, you know where to find me.”

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“I am not insecure. Even if I was, those girls wouldn’t make me feel insecure to be honest. They all are trashed without any class.” Tiffany narrowed her eyes angrily, taking a long, deep breath through her nose. God she wanted to slap him so bad. On the other hand she didn’t have energy to raise her hand and she was feeling extremely tired. She was hungry, she hasn’t eaten anything for 17 hours. After the argument she had with Scott, she became even more conscious about her hips. They were disgustingly big. Malnutrition made her cranky already and now Ryan was getting on her last nerve. “I know for a fact you don’t have real friends. No one would care if you die.” She retorted, giving him a mocking smirk. His last words made her even more angry. She couldn’t take it anymore. Tiffany took a step closer, raising her hand and slapped him across the face. “I’d rather die than letting you touch me again.” She spat, clenching her jaw. The petite blonde was shaking, also she was feeling extremely dizzy.

#ryan

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“Do you know a place where I can have some flyers printed out?”

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“Why would I know that?”

#hugh

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There was always a part of Ryan that would care for Tiffany, but he couldn’t show that to her. After the amount of times he totally fucked her over, he figured it was better to just accept that they probably wouldn’t get along for a very long time, if not forever. “Whatever, Tiffany. You act like I fucked anyone and anything, but I actually had standards. Standards that kept me from settling down with you.” He rolled his eyes at her, half expecting her to give up and walk away with that shrilly scream she did when she was pissed. “I can’t, but I just did? Weird.” His remarks were childish, but a lot of their arguments often went that way. “Shitty? Not wanting to be faithful to you? What do you expect? It would take a real woman to make me change. Not some little girl who screams whenever she doesn’t get her way. You should just stop talking about me all together. It’s not like anyone around here likes you either, babe.”

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At this point Tiffany couldn’t decide if she was mad at herself or she was mad at Ryan. Usually she never cared what people think about her and she didn’t care when people insulted her but when with Ryan, things were different. He could easily get under her skin -- because deep down inside Tiffany still cared about him. “Did you really have standards though? I mean look at the people you fucked. Those disgusting pledges, that filthy Gamma. Just yikes.” She grimaced her face, rolling her eyes. “Go ahead Ryan, keep being a child, that’s what you do anyway.” Tiffany scoffed. “Real woman? Really? So that’s your lame excuse for your shitty behaviour? At least I have few loyal friends. Do you even know the meaning of that word? Hmm? I don’t think so.”

#ryan

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#tweet #she is enjoying this tbh

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“Whatever, Tiffany. You aren’t even worth the breath it would take to tell you how I really feel.” He replied, an annoyed tone of voice as he stared her down. Their breakup was a messy one, that’s for sure. They could hardly stand to be around one another. “Do you want me to spell out exactly what I heard? It’s not pretty. You should probably get yourself checked after that.” He rolled his eyes and firmly stood his ground as she got closer. “Oh, don’t confuse me for actually caring about you. I just think if you have a lot of nasty shit to say about me, that you shouldn’t forget what a trailer trash bitch you’ve become since we were together. I don’t care.”

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Tiffany bit her lips, shaking her head slowly. She was trying to her best not to yell or scream at him. He had no right to judge Tiffany, especially after all those other girls he had slept with. Things have never been easy breezy for Tiffany and Ryan but at least she used to stand him when he was around, now she just wanted to slap him across the face. “If I didn’t catch any STD from you, I wouldn’t catch from someone else, that’s for sure.” She crossed arms together, biting her bottom lip angrily. “Excuse me?” Tiffany almost screamed after the word trailer trash. “You can’t call me a trash.” She snapped, her voice was loud. “I don’t care either.” Tiffany repeated him with a childish voice. That was a lie, of course she still cared but Ryan didn’t deserve to know that. “I don’t say nasty things about you, I am just telling people what you did to me and those things happen to be shitty.”

#ryan

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“Do you really want me to try harder? I’ll end up making you cry.” He threatened, though his words were more an act of intimidation rather than a genuine threat at this point in the conversation. Noticing her reaction, Ryan couldn’t help but smirk. “You act like I don’t know things, but trust me, I do. I won’t tell anyone because I’m such a nice guy.” His tone of voice was dripping with sarcasm as he spoke. He lowered his voice a little, “A Kappa, really?”

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Tiffany snorted, trying to hold her laughter. “You can’t make me cry.” She crossed her arms together. It was a lie actually, he made her cry several times. “I don’t what you heard but it’s not true.” Tiffany denied quickly. Fuckin Benson Miller must’ve told someone.. The blonde licked her lips nervously. “That was a funny joke.” She let out a sarcastic laugh. As Ryan lowered his voice, Tiffany stepped slightly closer to him. “Let’s say it’s true -- which is not.” She lied. “Why do you care? It’s not your business anymore. Actually, it has never been your business anyway, so why do you care now?”

#ryan

get your heart broken

It’s not gonna happen. Again.

#ask

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“You’re right. That was way too nice for someone like you. Satan, whatever.” Ryan scoffed, the frustration on his face quickly appearing the longer he stood along side her. “Caught an STD. That’s rich coming from you. I’ve heard some shit about your recent taste in guys and sex locations. Who are you to talk shit, Tiffany?”

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“Do you really think I am going to be offended by the word Satan? God, you don’t even know me.” Tiffany rolled her eyes once again --- that’s usually she did around Ryan anyway. After his words, Tiffany swallowed hard for a second. “What are even you talking about?” She asked, her tone was full with denial.