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Okay, I totally spoiled myself on Grecian coffee — threw out a perfectly good frap solely because it didn’t taste the same as the ones I had in Athens. How much do you think it’d cost to get some beans imported?

wrightjamie

I don't understand the difference. Isn't all coffee just... coffee?

#gif convo #c: adel black

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Did you know that there’s a Dumb Ways To Die 2? It’s even way more insane actually. I still don’t get why the newspaper people don’t just send you over to the Ground so that you don’t have to make the coffee, just pick it up and balance it on the way back.

wrightjamie

There's a second one? Since when? I don't even know, man. When I took this internship I thought I'd actually, y'know, learn something about journalism. I thought I'd get to see behind the scenes and the inner workings of the press. This isn't what I expected and it's not what I want!

#gif convo #c: kasey morgan

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Please show me this game immediately.

wrightjamie

Oh my God, you'll love it. There's these little creatures and you have to save them from death by tapping, swiping, tilting your phone. Like, there's one that loses his helmet in space; another who stands in piranha-infested water.

And it slowly gets faster and faster and it's the best.

#gif convo #c: jaelynn love

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"Don’t. Just don’t diss that game. I love that game, it has rescued me from several boring lectures during class."

wrightjamie

Don't get me wrong, I love it too - I play it during my breaks at the news office. It's much more fun than making coffees for everyone... you'd think I' was working at the Ground with you!

#gif convo #c: kasey morgan

I have that Dumb Ways to Die song stuck in my head... did you know that game was made to promote train safety? It's kind of weird, but I guess it explains all the trains.

#gif convo #cmstarter

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"What am I like?" After his wife’s death, Ethan had taken to reading parenting books so he could put in enough forced effort to reach the bare minimum expected of him as a single-father. There was a passage on teenagers that more or less stated that emotional release could put misdirected resentment at rest. While her resentment was justified, it didn’t hurt to try. ”Enlighten me.”

"You know, you shouldn’t be a burden on your friends like that, Jamie. Come home. There’s more than enough room at my house."

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Her fingers curled tightly. "You're the kind of person who'd get off to hearing how bad he is." She could see her fist smashing into his nose, splattering red blood onto Kasey's doorstep. It would feel so good, and it'd be an improvement to his overall appearance (that goddamn Wright nose was a trademark of all family members, including herself). But then she thought of how hard it would be to clean her father off the cold concrete, and the field trip GB would inevitably have. So instead, she replied as if her jaw were wired shut.

"I was actually asked to move in." Jamie's every word was clipping, punching into the air. "And I told you the day I left - I'm never coming 'home.' I don't want to live in the house on the hill, and I certainly don't want to live with you." Her eyes narrowed and set hard; she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "There is nothing you can say - or do - that'll convince me otherwise."

#action post #c: ethan wright #i know its great

Outside Jamie's door is a shoebox decorated with images of everything that the other girl loves and inside the box are a collection of photographs that show how Kasey and Jamie's friendship has progressed over time with a note inside: Merry Christmas Jamie. I love you best friend.

Jamie was seething as she hopped out of bed. She didn't want to wake up this morning, despite getting a full night of sleep; it took every fibre of her being just to swing her legs off her mattress. It was still early and, just her luck, it was freezing. She shivered as she made her way across her room, tightening the blanket around her shoulders in attempt to make herself warmer. Getting up shouldn't be an option today and, if she could, she'd remain curled up in her bed and never move. But it was Christmas, and just bad manners.

When Kasey asked her what she wanted for Christmas, the brunette requested not to receive anything. Her argument was 'I get to spend the day with you and Courtney. What more could I want?' Even without gifts, it was far better than spending the holidays with Ethan. She could only imagine how it would go - between her yelling and her father's offhand comments, they wouldn't even have time for Christmas dinner. Yes, she would rather have this.

She opened the door to her room and as she stepped into the hallway, she kicked her toes against something. Jamie knew the Morgan house better than the back of her hand, and that wasn't supposed to be there. Gazing down at her black rabbit slippers, she groaned when she saw a shoe box filled with photographs and knick-knacks. She muttered a few choice words under her breath as she leaned down to pick it up, losing her doona in the process. "I told you not to get me anything. So you did anyway."

She wasn't mad, though - how could she be? A goofy smile spread across her face as she backtracked to her room, placing the box on her bed. Hopefully Kasey liked her present as much as Jamie did hers.

#c: kasey morgan #i wrote more than i expected to whoops #kaseytheclairvoyant #answered

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Ethan didn’t bother correct her when she called him by his first name; it didn’t hurt anymore. “Hush now, darling. The people might mistaken your teenage rebellious attitude for actual negative feedback.” He wish he could have said that he showed up on her doorstep with a purpose, but he didn’t – it was simply a chance encounter and he had no intention to right any wrongs that day. “Did you always live here?”

wrightjamie

"The only one who's mistaken is you, but vice versa, Unlike the rest of this town, I actually know what you're like." Her ability to change her appearance mightn't be a secret anymore, but she'd still take the truth the her grave. "I moved in with Kasey around Thanksgiving. Surprise."

#action post #c: ethan wright

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"What can I say? I’m always working, even when I’m out of the office. I absolutely love meeting the residents of Crystalmont."

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Jamie laughed; it sounded like she had something in her throat. It was strained, verging on the sound of choking, and obviously fake. "Please, Ethan. You're not fooling anyone."

#action post #c: ethan wright

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Staying inside crowded coffee houses was not something Erik thoroughly enjoyed, but for the sake of free wifi, and the need to check up on his required reading list purchases for college he was immersed in the situation nonetheless. When the girl from the next table over starting talking- well, he was too polite to ignore her.

"If it makes you feel any less guilty my dad once forgot to change his shoes when he dressed up as Santa for this stupid Christmas party my mom used to throw every year. Guess who the little shit was that ratted him out in front of every other kid there…"

wrightjamie

"Let me guess - you?" After an awkward splutter, the corner of her mouth twitched into her cheek. It transformed her from someone cold, callous, even a little cruel, into someone you'd wish to know better. "Even if it wasn't, just knowing I could've broke multiple hearts - and didn't - makes me feel better."

#action post #c: erik reed

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"I think it’s ridiculous to lie to children anyway," Alexander offered, taking his order from the Ground counter. "They aren’t stupid."

wrightjamie

"No, they're not," she gave a quick nod, "but they can be sensitive. The revelation that it's the parent buying the presents or putting the money under their pillow can be like getting cancer: it's life shattering."

"But then you get the kids that're like, 'oh, okay.' This isn't one of them."

#action post #c: alexander atwell

"Single-handedly, I nearly ruined Christmas." Jamie crinkled her nose as she took a sip of her coffee, the aroma of peppermint assaulting her senses. "I mentioned how Santa wasn't real and Falcon heard me. The look on his face will haunt me forever. 'Santa isn't real?' Luckily, Lizzy was there to save the day, and crisis was averted. God, she's a good mum."

#cmstarter #because i nearly ruined christmas for my brother this way #action post

jensenheartcock

As you all know, I did not open my store doors on Thanksgiving nor did I have Black Friday sales. Mostly because I don’t believe in that. But every day I will be having a different sale! Merry Crystalmas and happy holidays!

10% all accessories including jewelry, scarves, wallets, and handbags today!

wrightjamie

Jensen insert-middle-name-here Heartcock, you are a miracle worker. There's a bangle set that I've been eyeing for weeks and now, I'll actually be able to afford it. I know someone who's going to be very happy at Christmas!