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13 days ago
Current We're fucking cooked, dudes.
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21 days ago
Moving multiple states away from my home town tomorrow, and it's all sinking in. Holy shit.
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2 mos ago
Beer is liquid bread. Pop-tarts are ravioli. Corn dogs are Popsicles. I will not be explaining.
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2 mos ago
Having a panic attack? Try shaking your ass to the Mama Mia soundtrack instead.
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5 mos ago
Even as a waitress, I'm tired of the excessive tipping culture. Just please remember your servers make below average federal minimum wage. If service is shit, service is shit though.
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Haley ★ 24 ★ Taurus ★ EST ★ Casual Level Group Writer


Welcome fellow writer. I go by many names, but you can call me Haley or pretty much anything else. I stick to causal level groups here on the forum. I have a soft spot for thunderstorms, dark humor, strong coffee, animals, pretty words, feminine rage, mythologies, and all things that go 'bump' in the night. I've lived in the same small southern Appalachian town my whole life, and aim to travel one day. I'm open to the occasional random conversation, but please do not message me asking to write one-on-one; it's simply not something I do these days.

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Once inside of the dorm room, Talya quickly propped herself up next to the table with a bottle of beer in hand. She helped pay for the party, so she might as well enjoy it and all of the things that it had to offer.

While sipping on her drink, Talya took the opportunity to scan the room and take note of who all had shown up. There was Savannah, Erica, and Tyler Jane of course. Then came in Nicholas, Griffin, Bradley, Leo and finally Wesley. Talya couldn't help but watch as Griffin and Erica danced near by. The bass of the music softly thudding under their feet as they swayed along to the beat....

His smile.

Her hair.

His jawline.

Her hips.

Oh, the curses of bisexuality.

Talya rolled her eyes in frustration as she tossed the beer bottle in the trash, tearing her eyes away from the dancers. The truth was that Talya had a handful of people that she fount attractive at San Agustin. Nothing set in stone or serious - just enough feelings to make her stare and be awkward. At least that was the case in most of her crushes. Only one person made Talya dare to think twice, and gods knew she was going to have to drink something a lot stronger than a beer to approach that person.

Grabbing a bottle of vodka and cranberry juice, Talya mixed the two of them together in a plastic cup before downing half of the concoction. Maybe that was enough liquid courage to help her out. Maybe it wasn't. There was only one way to find out.

Running her left hand through her hair, and keeping her drink in her right hand, Talya made her way across the room to where Savannah, TJ, and Nicholas stood talking.

"Sorry to inturupt -" No she wasn't - "but I was wondering... Savannah, would you like to dance?"


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To tell you the truth, Sam was excited about the party. While he didn’t have that much experience with alcohol or parties as a whole, he was looking forward to the opportunity to get to know some of his classmates better. Trying his first shot of whiskey was high on his list of priorities tonight, and he wasn’t planning on missing out on it.

While he wasn’t directly invited by the hosts themselves, Sam didn’t think it would hurt for him to join the rest of the students at the party. After all, Josh from math class had invited him. He couldn’t let the guys down, right? Besides, nothing super interesting had happened at San Agustin yet. What if this was the only party that he would ever have the opportunity to go to?

Once dressed, Sam made his way to the party. Once inside of the dorm room, the young man was easily lost in the masses. He had heard a rumor that Erica, Sav, and TJ had wanted the party to be a small, quiet kind of thing. If that rumor turned out to be true…. Well, the girls had failed. Hard.

Deciding to look for snacks, Sam wound up in the kitchen next to a familiar face.

”Hey Lex. What’s up?”




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The rest of the day for Billie had been spent on school work. The realization from this morning had left her a little more than shaken, and she needed something to distract herself. Algebra and the facts about the Civil War had done a good job at keeping her company right up until time to get ready.

After taking a quick shower and blow drying her hair, Billie had straightened her hair to make sure that it was perfect. It had been a hot minute since she had been to a party, leaving her to scrounge for outfit ideas. Most of Billie's stuff that looked bomb was to formal. Her usual lazy grey sweat pants were to casual. She had to meet at a perfect medium. Something comfy, carefree....

Easy. Black denim jeans and a simple tank top to match. Perfecting her eyeliner and applying a layer of lip gloss, Billie put her earrings on before hearing her phone go off. Reading her friends text, Billie rolled her eyes as a small smile made it's way to her lips. Nick was going to play dumb for TJ. There was no doubt about that. No way in hell he was fixing to let Bambi think that he had invited his own sister to the party.

With a sigh, Billie shoved her phone in her back pocket before grabbing her favorite Adidas jacket. Another notification came through as she was halfway to her destination.

The ferns?

OH.

Cassie wanted to sneak in.

Of course she did.

While Billie would have slung the door open in a dramatic fashion and announced her arrival, Cassie would want Billie to sneak in and see how long it took people to notice. The blonde girl enjoyed small games like that, and Billie was happy to oblige.

Tiptoeing as she came to a stop right behind her friend, Billie stood on her tiptoes to peck Cassie on the cheek.

"Boo!" she whisper shouted. "What are we waiting for? Go in!"


Blue October and Sasha Sloan are pretty much the only things I will listen to right now.


【Hecate】
Casa de Witchy --> Seattle University
"Where's the fucking chandelier?"



The thing about the Conclaves was that there was always an unmentioned competition for the best dressed. Of course there would be talk of official business, drama, and the kids getting smothered by their absentee parents. (Hecate couldn't relate. She loved her children and grandchildren dearly and made it a point to be as involved in their lives as possible). Regardless of what we going to or not going to happen at the Conclave, she wasn't about to show up looking like trash. Tessa planned on winning the non-existent trophy, and that was exactly why she chose the dress that she did.

After doing her makeup in a natural look and styling her hair just right, Tessa was ready to head to the University. Ordering an Uber, Tessa arrived a few minutes late per usual. Good things came to those who waited, and the gods were about to be blessed with absolute perfection. Pushing the doors open, the bright smile on the woman's face would quickly disappear.

At first glance, the conference wasn't that bad, but if one dared looked twice --

Forcing herself to remain calm so that she wouldn't shiver in disgust, Tessa grimaced at the coffee stains in the carpet just in time for Poseidon to throw up all over Zeus's shoes. Lips curled in disgust, Tess made her way over to where the danishes were sitting before promptly grabbing one from the box.

"That's incredibly disgusting," she said looking from Poseidon to Zeus, and back again. "Shame about the shoes. They were so nice... And to think you had a sense of fashion for just a second. What a shame."

As her facial expression switched to that of a pout, Tessa turned her attention to The Morrigan. "No chandelier this year?"
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