#mimstarter

[halgrimfell-blog]

Open || Diagon Alley

“Please don’t stop that on my behalf,” he drawled as he leaned against a pillar close to the bar. The leaky couldron was, quite possibly, his least favourite place to be and yet, here he was, socializing.

“Darlin’, gimme another?” he said, as he leant over to set his glass on the counter. His American accent slipped through and he smiled at his own pathetic drawl, before turning back to the person that had, so rudely, interrupted him while wallowing.

“...unless you need me, by any account.”

[carterbaiizen]

It is a miracle I even made it into class today, but goddamnit I did it. I deserve a damn medal.

[zachxcampbell]

A short trip to Connecticut and not enough drinks later – and I'm finally back. I also hear there's a charity ball tonight, I guess I have perfect timing.

[charismaticampbell]

—— You’re hovering.

Are you waiting for a handwritten invitation to sit, or?

[fromloverstolie-blog]

“I thought the sunglasses and hat would be a bit much, but I’ve been sitting here for five minutes and three teenage girls snapped pictures of me with their phone, one actually came up to me and asked me what it felt like to “pull a Julia Roberts” and this one boy proposed and burst into laughter.”

[theserenavdw-blog-blog]

So, senior year. This should be interesting. 

[fromragstorunway-blog]

Watch where you're go— Oh, it's you.

[eric-vdwoodsen]

I'm not a burglar,

[babybaizen]

Yuck.

Suddenly everyone in this insipid little block radius irritates me. 

[carterbaiizen]

You like this face? I like this face. This is my 'Hahaha, fuck you, Gossip Girl' face.

[zachxcampbell]

“After giving three lectures today I think I’m gonna need a lot more coffee before I even start on grading these freshman research papers.”

[therealreesechamberlain-blog]

So, I guess I picked the wrong year to summer in Sardinia, huh?

[fromloverstolie-blog]

"God, this is dreadful. Like a high school reunion I never planned to attend.”

[alwaysthegoldenboy]

Guess there is such a thing as partying too hard. You got me this time, Lost Weekend.

[itshumphreys-blog]

Went to the pawn shop today.  I honestly thought the pawn shop guy was going to rip me off, but he didn't.  I got $200 for my dad's old records.  I think my faith in humanity is somewhat restored.

[manhattanshepburn-blog]

Need I say it again? Everything must be perfect for tomorrow. This isn't a wedding– cotillion only happens once.