the professional

delta sigma chi. junior. varsity tennis. "if you have no critics you'll likely have no success" - malcolm x

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MEET THE MOORES

xavier moore (49) -- oncologist

cheryl moore (44) -- lawyer

vanessa moore (26) -- student at stanford medical school

vincent moore (21) -- student at yale university

valentina moore (18) -- student at winsor school

victor moore (14) -- student at roxbury latin school

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aspvnhq‌:

apen was glad to be back in campus, although spending the holidays with her family was nice, she did miss her friends and the environment that yale had. she had settled herself back in her room at the kappa house, and decided to go out for a run. she changed into some comfortable pants, a sports bra, and sneakers pulling her hair up in a ponytail, all ready to go on a run. she left the house and began running around campus, air pods on, music loud enough to distract her from her surroundings. looking down at her phone in an attempt to switch the song, she ran into someone causing them both to almost fall. “oh shit. i’m so sorry.” she quickly apologized. “are you okay ?”

As much as he liked to be in the moment, Vinny had adopted a terrible habit of walking as he scrolled through his Instagram feed - which is why he wasn’t surprised at the collision he had with Aspen, nearly falling to to the ground and his phone fumbling to the ground. "I’m all good. Are you?” he asked in return after picking his (thankfully uncracked) phone off of the sidewalk. “Good to see you though,” he chuckled, given the circumstances. “I see you’re getting in shape for tennis season quite early. How was your winter break?”

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brunofck‌:

“Well, good luck to you - I could never“ Bruno shook his head at the thought of having the willpower to make such a change. Bruno then toyed with the bag as he awaited the other male’s decision. “Yeah, take half” a devilish smirk creeped across Bruno’s face as he handed the other male the pill. He popped a whole pill in his mouth and quickly swallowed as he focused his attention on the other male. “I’m Bruno by the way” he offered the other a slight smile. Usually, he wasn’t one for friendliness, but he had already shared his stash so why not share his name. “You usually make a habit of taking Xannys from strangers?” he asked with a teasing glance.

He took the white pill and held it between his fingers cautiously, as if he was pondering his decision again. “Vinny, nice to meet you.” Seeing how seamless the other popped his pill, Vinny quickly broke the bar in half and put the smaller piece in his mouth. “New year, new me?” he teased, making fun of the cliche. “I actually have never taken one of these but it’s so embedded in hip-hop culture I feel inclined to try. Do these kick in quick?” he asked, having swallowed the pill and now waiting anxiously for its effects.

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gabimrtnez‌:

╰ ° 「 “ Don’t you ever hear strange noises late at night in your house but you don’t know if its your house creaking or something else?  Well ll I just hurt one and it had me shook….what should I do?… ” 」

“I usually just assume it’s one of my brothers getting a late night snack or a one night stand sneaking out. Maybe grab a bat? I bet it’s nothing though.”

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hendrixbryan‌:

“— c’mon i don’t have all day to be your photographer…” hendrix sighed heavily as he watched the other. 

"I know, I know-,” he insisted, rushing to run his brush over the top of his head before smiling at his fraternity brother. “I just need the perfect headshot for LinkedIn. It’s interview season, Hendrix.” He held up two ties, one red and one navy. “Last question before the photo - which tie screams Goldman Sachs?”

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hendrixbryan‌:

“— c’mon i don’t have all day to be your photographer…” hendrix sighed heavily as he watched the other. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he repeated, holding up two ties to his fraternity brother. “Last question. Which one screams Goldman Sachs? I need this LinkedIn headshot to be perfect.”

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brunofck‌:

Bruno shook his head at the notion of going vegan, “I tried being vegan for 2017 and I failed by the 4th. I like cheese too damn much” he smirked. Bruno certainly didn’t want to pressure the other into taking one of his party favors so he put the bag into plain view and explained, “Well, depends on which you choose. One is Xanax which will chill you out, one is E which will make you want to make out with everyone and one is a Vitamin D supplement which will just make you feel wild for taking a pill at a party.” Bruno then asked, “So, what’ll it be?”

“I think that’s going to be one of the things I miss the most. Either that or Popeyes,” he admitted, eyes still drawn to the baggie that Bruno held between his fingers. He wasn’t quite sure if he believed the other about the Vitamin D. He had heard enough about Xanax that it piqued his interest but he wasn’t sure if this was the moment. “Uh...” he hesitated, looking Bruno in the eyes before taking in a breath. He wanted to embrace the social atmosphere at Yale and maybe this would put him in a good mood. “Fuck it - give me the Xan. I take half right?” 

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astcns‌:

“I think it’s Rourke. I never had him but I read his Rate My Professors page and purposely never took a class with him ‘cause everyone said he was nuts,” Aston said with a shake of his head. That, and he had no interest in whatever literature class the old man was teaching. Generally speaking, Aston wasn’t the most up-to-date on campus happenings or gossip unless he was involved, and as far as he was concerned everything at Yale was pretty much the status quo. “You’re not wrong. It gets wild but nothing you’d really be surprised by, at this point. I didn’t know about any of the frats being on thin ice, though, that’s news. But…” He glanced again at the Delta Sigma house with a shrug. “Pi Tau’s normal, if me not being kicked out of my room is any indication, and I’m guessing Delta Sig’s fine, too. If anyone’s getting suspended, my money’d be on Alpha Chi. I heard a few of them owed a fuckton in damages to some local restaurant they rented out.”

Vinny made a face of disgust at the mention of Rourke. “That man was archaic and it was ridiculous. I did well in the class but he really made us work for it. You know those old ass professors who refuse to get with the times? He was that times ten. He also lost our midterms and made us redo them,” he explained, chuckling. “You probably read my scathing review of him though. I’m pretty sure I wrote two whole paragraphs.” He rose an eyebrow about the Alpha Chi news, not exactly surprised but mildly interested. “Well then glad I’m returning to some peace and serenity for once. Another scandal is the last thing our Greek community needs.”

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piperadleyrpg‌:

“It’s family tradition. My dad saw me speaking to an advisor from Colombia once and wouldn’t look at me for two weeks.” Piper had remembered the intense pressure put on her to get into Yale. Sure, her parents money and legacy helped, but even legacy students had to be top notch to get in. “Tiger parents are a name brand where I’m from. Where’d you grow up?” It was interesting learning about other people’s intense families, considering how torturous hers could be at times. “You don’t make a case for law school. Law school makes a case for itself. Going to grad school is perfectly fine. I’ll even call it a smart choice. But being a lawyer is hardcore and so is law school, especially at a place like Yale. You either have the passion to be in with the big dogs or you don’t.” 

“Honestly it makes sense because I’d want my kids to go to Yale. You want your kids to do better than you and well... this school is already the best. I guess I could accept Harvard,” he joked, reminiscing back to the overwhelming college application process. Although his parents weren’t Ivy Leaguer’s themselves they still placed an insurmountable amount of pressure on him. “I’m from a suburb right outside of Boston so it’s pretty similar. All those colleges in the area make people pretty academically inclined. I have so many friends who parents are in academia.” That’s when she made it sound more compelling, Vinny starting to grin. “See I’m competitive as hell and that was the plea that I was looking for. Regardless I still have a year or so to figure it out but I think I’m going to sit for the LSATs regardless.”

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winniemilller‌:

well, that was embarrassing. there was nothing worse than being mistaken for a high schooler except for perhaps being one. wringing her hands awkwardly, the redhead stuttered for a moment, trying to find the words. “i… no. i mean, thank you!” it was very nice of him to offer her help, which he didn’t have to do. “that’s sweet of you, but, no. i’m not a high schooler, i’m just new.” the englishwoman replied. “though i suppose it’s just as incriminating to look like a teenager as it is to be one.”

He realized his mistake by her reaction, mouth transitioning into an O shape as he acknowledged his mistake. “My bad,” he quickly corrected, keeping up a smile. “There’s just a lot of confused high schoolers strutting around sometimes. A lot of them try to sneak into frat parties believe it or not.” He had to help one of his brothers out of that situation. “Transfer or freshman?” he asked. “Trust me I want to leave my teenage years completely behind me.”

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farrenmurphy‌:

“he typed it on social media, but same thing,” she shrugged to herself even though it made her frown. “we’ve been broken up for a year,” she admitted, figuring she might as well be honest on that despite it putting her in a worse light. “i just got angry after he said that.” among other things.. farren didn’t have to explain herself to vinny, though. or anyone, really. her mother would be highly disappointed if she tried. “i always got the feeling you were more of a…” she paused, unsure how to word this nicely. “a dandy. okay–” reaching out, farren rested a placating hand on his shoulder briefly. “that sounds bad, but i mean that like, you never gave me the frat boy fuckboy vibe that 99% of these other guys do. not everyone who pledges is a bottomless keg, you know.” and she hoped he continued to stay as he was, instead of turning into another scotty. then again, farren didn’t know much to vinny aside from this superficial layer– maybe he already was. it was far more likely than not, as he’d just told her not to judge him by the cover. farren decided to trust him on that, and dropped her hand away. “country is like, the most liked and listened to genre there is. i guarantee you, there’s country buffs in this house,” she returned, hmphing at bit at his discrediting to her preference. “i’ll let you get settled in,” the kappy said then, walking to the door. “before you say something else about country and i get myself banned from your frat house too.” a joke, really, because what he thought of it didn’t really changed that she liked it anyway. 

“Well obviously you were angry, I don’t think people take tire irons to cars when they’re happy. And knowing Yale I bet it was a really nice car too.” There were plenty of jokes to be made about the kinds of cars that you could find in a Yale parking lot - he had never seen so many luxury cars in one place in his life. “A dandy, huh? I mean you’re not wrong but I can keep up with the best of them,” he insisted, glad that the reputation he crafted for himself remained intact. He preferred to keep his vices under lock and key. “I guarantee that some of my brothers love country but I’ll still do my best to make sure it doesn’t hit the stereo,” he joked. “I think my brothers would hate me if I banned hot girls from the house so I don’t foresee that happening but peace out Farren. Hopefully I can catch you on campus sometime,” he added with a warm smile.

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orvtv‌:

“yeah, it’s a bit weird seeing it this quiet i guess, but you get used to it in a way when you’ve spent so many breaks here before. i never go home anymore,” he said with a shrug as he adjusted the boxes in his hands and headed towards the house with him. “yeah i do. i actually live in the zeta lambda epsilon house.” he said with a shrug. “but i spend most of my time a pi tau because most of my friends are there. you enjoy delta sigma chi?” he asked as he let his chin rest on top of the box.

“Where’s home for you?” he inquired curiously as he set down one of the boxes. He nodded, vaguely recognizing the long haired boy as a Zeta. “Yeah it’s a good time. I don’t know how things have changed this semester though. Hopefully our new pledge class is dope... but our house hasn’t burned down or anything so I consider that a win.”

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winniemilller‌:

winifred had never expected to make it to yale, but here she was. it was a little jarring to come back to the western world, especially a school that was so opulent and so different to where she’d grown up, but she was trying to not let it bother her. unpacking her things hadn’t taken her too long, and now she needed to get familiar with the place. unfortunately for the redhead, she had no idea where to begin. sighing gently, she made her way out of her sorority house and began to explore, looking entirely apprehensive before she’d even begun.

Vinny had gotten into a routine back in Yale faster than he expected, his first few days back on campus offering a seamless transition. He was making his way through his way through greek row when he came across a girl that looked a mix between confused and scared. “Uh, if you’re a lost high school student then the tours usually start at the student center which is about a ten minute walk that way,” he directed, all too used to assisting lost prospective students.

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brunofck‌:

Bruno was absolutely exhausted from partying the night before celebrating the new year. But that most definitely wouldn’t stop him from having another night of wild partying! As he entered the house party, he grinned and immediately grabbed a drink. Turning to a familiar face near him he smirked, “Hey my New Years resolution is to be more charitable” Bruno explained before pulling a plastic baggie from his pocket that contained an assortment of various pills, “You want to kick this party up to the next level?” he asked with a smirk.

Vinny greeted Bruno with a smile, nodding at the resolution. “That’s a good one! I think I always want to do more service. Or possibly go vegan...” he theorized, shrugging before his eyes went wide at the plastic baggy. “So that’s what you meant by charity.” He chuckled. “I... it depends. What are exactly are those and what are the side-effects?” His eyes keyed in on the pills that were of various colors and sizes. He hadn’t experimented much with pills outside of adderall and was completely in the dark here.

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asher-fitz‌:

“Am I the only that feels like this year totally sucked? Our would is falling apart and tonight we shall get drunk enough to forget about it. My plan is to take shots til I’m excited about this next year ahead. Care to join me?”

“I mean I don’t think it totally sucked but I’m hoping that 2019 can be a lot better, y’know?” he responded, humming at the suggestion. “How many shots would that be? But yeah... I can drink to that. Here’s to having fun in the new year?”