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[audjameson]

“I don’t pay attention to that,” she murmured, shaking her head. “Oh,” she breathed out, looking up. “i’m sorry,” she frowned. She startled slightly at his words, fumbling to speak. “U-Um, no, no I-I don’t really like stuff on my face, and, um, with the glasses,” she stuttered, frowning. “I’m sorry, Angel magic?”

“I guess you’re not a huge fan of the zine. And that’s good. Stay out of that shit.” Angel said in a monotonous tone, while their hands place on their corseted hips. “Unfortunately the zine decided to give me enough stress by exposing my so-called secrets.” Angel gave the other a once over before saying, “Girl, you need some Angel magic. Have you worn make-up before?”

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“And sunshine you will provide him! In the form of Britney Spears, naturally.”

“Exactly!  Maybe he could use a little sunshine in his dull grey life.”

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Studying can be super easy, I promise, you just have to be organized and find a way that works for you.

I just want this semester to be over with. I hate studying.

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“It’s not exactly free? And because I don’t like not being in control of myself.”

“Me neither, but why not? I mean, it’s free and everything.”

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I'm glad you're finally becoming less of a hermit, dude. It's nice, isn't it?

No, Bennett, it’s terrible. People are horrible. I don’t like this.

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Leave a note in my muse’s askbox

and my muse will have to guess who left the note.

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You sound so enthused. I just wanted to offer, you don’t have to.

Okay okay. Yay, let’s study!

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“I work better at night,” she said quickly, shaking her head. She let out a soft breath, almost relieved, nodding and handing the paper back over to him. “I get enough sleep, by the way,” she said softly, her lips twitching in a smile. “I work mostly night shifts and have all afternoon and night classes. My brain works better at night,” she shrugged.

     “Perhaps the fact you stayed up all night? As much as I know the benefits of midnight ramblings, sleep is very important.” Honestly? He doesn’t remember giving anyone anything under a B on the last set of pieces, but his memory could be relapsing. “I’m kidding. Let me see, Audrey.” 

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What? No! No, I-I mean help you study. With books. So you get good grades. And pass.

Do you mean help me study or “help me study”? Because there’s a huge difference.

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Oh, um. Okay. Well, the semester’s almost over, so that’s a relief, right?

I’m an artist who hates the written work of an art course. Really the practical element of the course and the history element should be kept completely separate. 

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“I say go for it. I’m sure he’s getting a little bored with the usual and it’s basically the end of the semester.”

“He’s an older man.  He looks kind of grumpy most of the time.  Maybe he could use some Britney in his life.”

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“Not really? I just... don’t like drinking.”

“You special snowflake, you.”

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No you don’t. I could help you study.

It’s a very bad game, Aud. But one I have no choice but to play.

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Audrey stood rooted to the spot, unable to move as she looked up at the person before her. Audrey wasn’t exactly short, but oftentimes she felt much smaller than she actually was, wanting to curl in on herself. “P-Push you down?” she repeated, brows furrowing, her fingers fidgeting on the strap of her bag. “For what?”

Angel could see the other’s facial expression turned into a frown, and how the female’s voice stuttered and seemed to struggle to speak. I mean who wouldn’t? With their cold demeanor and caked up face that almost seemed to early for Halloween, of course, people like her would get a bit startled. Angel immediately felt sorry, they thought everyone in the campus knows about the sudden exposure of their secret. But it turns out there’s a few who didn’t. “I’m so sorry.” They said, softening their tone. “I just thought everyone here will try to push me down.”

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You and I’m sure half the people in attendance.

I swear I walked in to the ABC party, and now the rest is a complete blank. The Hangover V will be out sometime this fall. 

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Audrey was on her way home from class, but she had a nagging feeling that she’d forgotten something on her way out of the room. She faltered in her steps, sighing and opening her bag, digging inside to make sure everything was in there when she heard the voice, looking up at the person in front of her, her eyes widening more at their tone than at their attire. “Wh-What?” she stuttered, frowning. “I wasn’t going to,” she faltered in her words, wishing that she didn’t have such a hard time speaking. “I would never insult you,” she whispered, looking down.

Walking outside the campus quad dressed in female attire, face painted with thick makeup, Angel felt half ashamed, humiliated and half boosting with confidence. Someone stopped in front of them and before the person could ask a question, Angel spoke up and said, “What?! Surprised to see me not riding a broom?! If you’re going to insult me, you can fuck off.”

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“I think I’m probably one of the very few who isn’t hungover, to be honest.”

“…Anyway, did I miss anything fun? Probably not, seeing as everyone’s more hungover than my mom at my great-grandma’s funeral. Yikes.”