Carter Sanders

Carter Sanders. 24. The Wildcard.

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whatcharlotte:

“no, actually. you have a piece of hair sticking up at the back of your head — and your tag is hanging out. i notice these things. sorry.”

Carter blinked at her. “ My tag? That’s all ? ” Carter grinned, fixing his hair first, then solving the tag issue. “ Missed you too, Charlotte. ”

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gdicalypso:

“Actually, yes, I was wondering why you haven’t called me to give the juicy details on your life?”

Carter found himself sighing, though a pleasant smile was plastered on his face. “ Calypso, what juicy details do you think I have to tell you? I’ve already told you all of my Hollywood drama there was to tell, I’m a super boring person, ” he told her, downplaying his fame with a shrug. 

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fuckpartypaisley:

“Yes, I’m gonna need you to tell me where you got that shirt, pronto.”

“ Oh, this ? I think it’s from H&M, ” Carter explained, feeling the light fabric between his fingers. The comment caught him off guard, seeing as this was one of his ‘bum days’. 

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“ Um, sorry. Did you need something? ”

[umcarter]

Alright guys! I’m back. Forewarning: My activity is going to be spotty until after Christmas, but I’m going to try my hardest to be on at the least an hour a day. While I update my connections, and all that jazz, please message me and let me know if you’d like to plot!  

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Hey all! Just a quick heads up that as of this moment I’m still on track to return the 20th, or somewhere around that date. Please feel free to still message me/plot with me, seeing as I do get notifications and such! Thanks to everyone who has been so patient with me and taken the time to hold their plots with me and my babe Carter. I’m really sorry for anyone this might have made a little mad (seeing as it was such short notice), but I promise that I only did this because I’m getting my grades back up from their B’s to A’s and hope to pass this semester and uphold my (possible) Valedictorian spot for the end of the semester. I love you guys!

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ooc

Due to person things at home, I have to go on a hiatus. No clue how long this will be, and I'm really, really sorry. Hopefully by the 20th or so I'm going to the able to come back. 😔

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icy nights and chance encounters

[ofzoeys-blog]

Margot let her gaze fall fixed on ivory fingers interlocked so hard her knuckles whitened. The heels of her palms pressed into each other and she could feel the head of her palms travelling all the way from her spine to the nape of her neck to her cheeks. She allowed herself just one little glance, which made for one big mistake. Did he have to look like that, ridiculously tall, long eyelashes, dimples that she was absolutely sure would never disappear with old. She could understand know why giddy teenage girls giggled and glance over coffees that weren’t really coffees. “Oh - uh, you , you could say that.” Or you could say I’m a complete and utter failure. Her heart sunk to her feet where her eyes were fixed yet again. New York had been nothing short of a disaster, she of course had to be the one who ran out, tears and all. She stood restlesslly on the balls of her feet, standing to peer over the counter. Margot spotted what looked like an elaborate cake in the corner and slowly raised on foot teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she tried to get a clear view. Just as she was about to she stumbled back into Carter she seemed to flush from her head to her toes. She peered up still standing square against his chest her neck craned to see his expression and she furrowed her eyebrows, but then managed to flush again and scurried away arms tucked in at her side. Margot laguhed half awkward and half passive. “Yeah, I um, I’m more of a behind the scenes kind of girl, stages are just - just kinda scary. I couldn’t stand up there and perform I’d probably get laughed off.” She chuckled softly but the flicker of hurt in her eyes wasn’t to be missed.

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Carter let his hand rest easily in the small of her back as he steadied her, carefully watching her as she stepped away, the blush clear on her face under the fluorescent lights. It was that small notion of her adorable curiosity a slight clumsiness that drew him into her. He watched her with interest, as she babbled on about New York. He, of course, was listening to her words. But he couldn’t help but notice how she put up that barrier before she really spoke her mind. He gave her features a quick glance, before he noticed the hurt in her eyes. Biting his lip, he thought for a second. “ You know, lots of people can act. Lots of people can walk up on that stage and say a few words. But it takes real skill to work the magic behind the scenes. Not many people see what goes on there, but it takes organization, grit, patience, you name it, ” he tried, hoping to convince her that she had talent. He didn’t know much about her, but the thought of her being that sad over some memory made him want to cheer her up. 

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@cartersanders: Tempted to just be alone forever. Not kidding this time.

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text - carter

sloane: GUESS WHAT

sloane: I GOT A DATE WITH AN EXTREMELY ATTRACTIVE MALE

sloane: pls pinch me idk if i'm dreaming

carter: Um.. I know I'm not the extremely attractive male you're talking about, but.. cool? That's nice. I guess.

[talliegrace-blog]

“i really just want to go ice skating…”

[umcarter]

I do too. Is that weird?

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do you have any tattoos

I have roman numerals of the year my parents got married on my collarbone, but that’s it. 

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/// honesty hour ///

[itsallpop]

First of all.. that wasn’t fake and secondly.. not a big fan so thanks but no thanks.

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Oh, but you see, everyone is a fan of Friends. It’s the best sitcom.. in the history of everything. 

[itsallpop]

All I heard was you need to get a life.

[umcarter]

No need to fake an attitude; If you want to join on my next binge-watch season, all you have to do is ask, sweetheart. 

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icy nights and chance encounters

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Even though the wind nipped at her fingertips and froze her solid in that moment Margot could’ve sworn she was the warmest person in the world. Her silly schoolgirl crush (if she could even call it that anymore) lit her heart up like every God forsaken Christmas light twinkling along the streets of Brighton. She tried not to fizzle into a puddle in the floor as the cashier stared at her with accusatory eyes. She made no attempt to protest to Carter, she already knew it was futile. Margot didn’t often get far when it came to arguments. She needed to breathe, she was just a girl and he was just a boy, and she was already having far too many romantic visions in her head. Don’t build it up, she reminded herself, The last time many moons ago when she had toss her heart to a boy he had crushed it and tossed it right back. A light switch sparked on in the back of her mind and she found herself staring at their surroundings. The quiet whispers of two teenaged girls tucked away into a corner fold of the bakery caught her attention. She leaned in what she hoped was an inconspicuous manner to investigate. Despite her shyness Margot could never help her curiosity, she had just devised other ways to go about it. The girls looked to be about fifteen, both chattering excitedly over phones and cups of hot chocolate occasionally giggling and fluttering a glance in Carter’s direction. Margot understood the giddiness, just one look at him and she could feel her face flush far more red than she wished. “Oh, um.” She leaned forward quickly, a blush still coloring her cheeks. “I uh - musical theater.” she sighed trying her best to keep her attention on the floor.

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      As Carter looked around the cafe, he made eye contact with a few strangers, some giving a weak smile, others simply looking away. His light brown eyes met those of two teen girls. They both giggled excitedly and turned away when he looked at them. Shrugging it off, he glanced down at Margot, who was also looking at the girls, seeming to notice the same thing. Judging by how red her face was, he could sense that she was blushing a bit. His hid his smirk, and looked away from them, keeping his eyes on the girl  next to him. “ Musical Theatre? ” He repeated, saying it aloud himself. “ So, you sing? ” He asked excitedly, happy to seemingly find something in common with her. Nervously rubbing the back of his neck, he tried to take his eyes off of her. He couldn't figure out why exactly he found himself behaving the way he was; he had just met her. 

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