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Post by mags on Jan 21, 2017 20:49:44 GMT -5
HEY NICE JOB i'm proud of u hahaha i'm so BAD at that kind of stuff man
edit: also i'm gonna stop being a #slacker tonight & write a reply be proud of me
appz, don't worry about replying <3 take care of yourself first
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Post by mags on Jan 21, 2017 21:07:37 GMT -5
i'm glad it turned out well!! & YEAH I CAN IMAGINE THEY WOULD BE HARD TO MAKE?? i had to make posters yesterday for the women's march today and i made one w the quote that's like "ppl are like potatoes bc they're all the same once the skin is removed" or whatever but like i'm so bad at posters i only had room for "people are like pot" it was bad omg
u should be proud my life goal is to make u proud
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Post by mags on Jan 21, 2017 21:14:30 GMT -5
i was like "this failure is a metaphor for my life"
why are u so mean to me
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Post by mags on Jan 21, 2017 22:37:37 GMT -5
my pain has been rly bad so i kinda just took a rest but im gonna start a starter for seb now
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 14:29:09 GMT -5
good morning!! sorry i didn't get something up last night -- had a bit of a rough night but i will get smth up today (':
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Post by Amber on Jan 22, 2017 16:30:41 GMT -5
Mikkel had avoided his roommates for the entire week, shutting himself off in his room whenever things got a little too busy in the apartment. He wasn't shy of people, he was just extremely aloof. He didn't particularly enjoy the company of the people in the apartment, or really, any person's company. Although he knew everyone well enough, he wasn't quite comfortable with showing his displeasure yet. And so, he busied himself away from the others.
It wasn't too bad. With getting everything situated in the apartment, finding a job, and attending classes, Mikkel didn't have much time to hang around.
And when the week finally calmed down as the weekend neared, the young male had nothing much to do, but stay cooped up in his room. But as the hours passed, he grew consistently more restless. With a soft sigh, he set down his pad of paper and pen, and slipped off of his messy bed. Glancing one last time at the room he called a safe zone, he slipped out. Immediately noticing Ari and Rivers, he quickly skimmed past them. Entering the kitchen, he rummaged through the cupboards for a quick snack. Gaze skimming up to the paper clipped onto the fridge, he frowned softly. Perhaps tonight's meal wouldn't be so good after all. With a soft shake of his head, he reached for a granola bar. It would have to do, he supposed.
And for once, instead of skimming past the living room and back into the hallway, he plopped himself down onto the couch. Blinking, he settled his gaze on the few people in front of him. He observed the interactions curiously for a few brief moments before turning away to reach for the t.v remote. Pointing the device at the screen, his lips quirked upwards in satisfaction.
He briefly glanced back at his room mates before he turned his attention back on to the screen that had now flickered alive. He skimmed through the channels absentmindedly, his mind already wandering away from him.
When nothing showed up on the t.v that he would ever watch, he gave a scowl and pressed the 'off' button the small remote. "Well, then." He muttered, resting the side of his head on a hand raised by an elbow propped against the arm of the couch. Slowly, his gaze flicked back over towards the others. Although he didn't particularly enjoy a human's company, he was still curious. Preferring to observe from afar, then experience it first hand.
And besides, he supposed that the people here weren't so bad. They never really tried to interact with him, which was a good thing. They all had a symbiotic relationship of sorts. He left them alone, they left him alone. It was meant to be this way.
[Sorry it's short. still trying to figure out how to rp with him lol]
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Post by torr on Jan 22, 2017 18:23:27 GMT -5
scar
jk hello love
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 18:25:28 GMT -5
how are y'all doin
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Post by torr on Jan 22, 2017 18:29:46 GMT -5
not too bad!!
rlly don't want to go back to school tomorrow tho How're u today?? c:
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 18:33:04 GMT -5
i feel, i feel. i don't wanna start studying tomorrow either haha i'm not doing so great haha to be completely honest but it's okay! i'm kinda just chillin & writing replies in bed now (':
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Post by Amber on Jan 22, 2017 18:46:22 GMT -5
hey guys!
I hope you feel better, mag!
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Post by torr on Jan 22, 2017 19:02:31 GMT -5
we got this tho... we can make it to friday........ (hopefully) bah im srry bab </3 snuggle up w a warm blanket n a pup (puppers make everything better)
ambii
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 19:07:56 GMT -5
we totally got this i believe in YOUUUU i'm snuggled up in warm blankets listening to rain & my dog is here trying to lick my toes and i'm writing for seb i'm being #productive
he's kinda ranting abt stella tho Once Again oops
thanks ambz!! <3 how are u?
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Post by Amber on Jan 22, 2017 19:14:46 GMT -5
^^ <3 I'm okay I suppose
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Post by torr on Jan 22, 2017 19:52:54 GMT -5
well if u believe in me ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE gOOD get the #productivevibes goin
lmao im laughin theres lots to complain about her im sure
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 19:54:51 GMT -5
I BELIEVE IN U <333 it's raining so hard this is concerning lol those don't exist for me bro i'm still only like 700 words in whoops
seb's a confused child ok he just wants to Know Things
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Post by Amber on Jan 22, 2017 20:00:40 GMT -5
torfah
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 20:10:29 GMT -5
sebastian serafin -- sorry y'all this is a rough post aaah ---- Jet-lag took a freaking long time to wear off. It was a pain. Why had he decided to go abroad anyway? And why had he decided to come home the dang day before class resumed? Because he was dumb. Like, really, really dumb. He should have come home earlier, but hey! It was Spain. He had been transfixed by Europe. After all, this had been his first solo trip. No friends, no family. Not even Tobias. Just Sebastian. (And, y’know, he’d met some pretty girls, and he’d had his flings, but that hadn’t been the purpose of his trip. It would’ve been the reason for Tobias going abroad, but. It was different for the younger Serafin. He liked to immerse himself in the culture of a new place. To meet the locals. To taste the food. A new country equalled a new experience. But anyway, moving on.) But now, five days later (that’s right, it was already Friday) and he was still about to freaking fall asleep at every single lecture. (Was that pathetic, or what?) He was ready to crash after his final class. But. That was out of the question, since it was Friday, and everyone would probably be going out to some party.
And who was Sebastian Serafin to miss out on a good time?
After finally finishing his last class of the day, the young man headed back to the house, expecting to see, well, at least someone? Probably a few people were home by now. At least, he assumed that this were the case. Especially considering the fact that some lights had been flipped on. That was a dead giveaway, obviously.
(Now, oddly enough, Sebastian was not the type to openly voice his opinions. He liked to observe, more than anything. It was his specialty. And because he wasn’t the most vocal in the house, it made sense that he sort of appeared broody or unapproachable at times. But, though he didn’t talk about other people in the house frequently, he certainly had his opinions. Sebastian was closest to Stella and Rivers — that much was obvious. They were the two people in the house who were..most like him, in personality. Both of them liked to have fun, like he did. Granted, Stella’s party life was a bit much for Sebastian — only because of his school schedule — and he always found himself curious as to how she avoided getting into too much trouble. But, anyway. None of the others in the house interested him all that much? Ariella was too uptight. Skylar was too much of a goody-goody for his tastes. And Aleks? Well. He didn’t really know what the hell to think of that kid. He didn’t really know what to think of Mikkel either. Something about him just..rubbed Sebastian the wrong way. So he steered clear, for the most part, and stuck with his friends.)
As he entered the house, Sebastian hiked his messenger back up onto his shoulder, pausing in the entryway as he heard voices conversing in the next room. Something about a party? God, they were predictable. Friday night was party night. (Well. Except for Stella. Since, y’know, every night was one of those get-out-and-get-wasted types of nights for her.) As he stepped into the living area, he took a little survey of who was already home. Ari, Skylar, and..Rivers? Weird. He flashed his friend a slightly-confused grin as his eyebrows puckered, forming a small “v” across his forehead. However, within a moment or so, he shrugged this feeling aside as he decided to join the group.
“What’s this I hear about a party?” He raised an eyebrow slightly, a bit of a smirk brightening his features.
And just then, Stella burst through the door, entrance as dramatic as ever. And he couldn’t help but shake his head, eyes casting downward as he huffed a chuckle of amusement. This girl never ceased to entertain him. She was just spunky. Like, he never really knew what to expect from her.
He noticed the look of perplexity in her expression, and again, his eyebrows raised slightly as he met her dark gaze with his narrowed, pine-green eyes.
“What’s up with you?”
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Post by torr on Jan 22, 2017 21:50:08 GMT -5
"rough post" lol do u know what rough means
hey stranger
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Post by mags on Jan 22, 2017 21:54:31 GMT -5
THAT WAS RLY BAD TORR
hey mis <33
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Post by Amber on Jan 22, 2017 22:18:41 GMT -5
omg
hey scarreh!
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