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ethan-chapple​:

@luxorstarters​

“Day three of Luxor. I suspect my dorm room is haunted by an angry ghost. Also,” Ethan took a sip of orange juice, “the cafeteria is out of coffee. This college education thing is really riveting.” 

“What makes you think it’s an angry ghost?” Lennon asked with a laugh before shrugging her shoulders. “So you’ve had to limit yourself to orange juice on top of that? You know, you could always take a trip outside campus, there’s a cute cafe not too far away.”

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nate-shaw​:

Nate looked down at Lennon as she spoke, cocking his head to one side as if it was his first time noticing the music. After a few moments, he shrugged up his shoulders, eyes flickering up and down Lennon’s frame before he spoke. “Doesn’t bother me,” he finally said, sipping from his beer before dragging the back of his hand across his lips. “Sure you could go flirt with whoever has the aux into turning on something more to your tastes,” he said, the slightest curl appearing in his upper lip as he spoke. Nate’s arms crossed in front of his chest, a twitch of a smirk appearing after a moment. “Or find some other way to distract yourself.”

She looked up at him, the prominent height difference between the two of them was obvious, but his words caused a smile to grace her features. “Don’t tell me, you were too lost in your beer to notice your surroundings?” Her eyes caught his, the not so subtle glance over more than just her appearance. She took a sip from her beer, shrugging her shoulders at a suggestion that didn’t sound like the worst idea. Lennon opened her mouth to respond, pausing as Nate continued on with something that caught more of her attention. “That’s one way to solve things, but what would you say I distract myself with instead?” She questioned, tilted her head as her eyes slowly met with his once more before moving closer.

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hardlygclden​:

He slipped the neck of the bottle into her grasp again, the return slow and hidden under the shadow of the table. There was movement towards their end of the bar that would surely get them caught if he wasn’t careful. Even if Bowie had a reputation for sticky fingers, it was only a quarter of his affairs that he had been found guilty of. “If I find a good enough one, I might be.”

A smirk graced her lips as she slowly moved the bottle to them, keeping her eyes on him before taking a sip. “I figured you’d have your eye on someone already.” Keeping the bottle low she passed it back, happy to keep the alcohol flowing between them. It was a nice night, most of the bar filling on the other side of the room leaving the two to have a conversation out of most people’s earshot.

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Sydney Sweeney.    CR Fashion Book Spring 2022.

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jckelly​:

“I guess maybe people,” he seemed to think out loud, eyes wide and innocent, “seem traumatised enough about their upbringing that the administration thinks maybe they can try and force a reunion. With all the push for mental health support and that.I don’t know. Maybe people are writing shit about their parents on those dumbass assessments they made us fill out,” he suggested, eyebrow raising for just a moment, just long enough to make an unvoiced suggestion regarding what he might be referring to, before he shook his head. “If my parents,” the word placed in air quotes, “adopted me because they think I’m gonna let them control me, they’re sorely mistaken. I guess I’m lucky though. I find it easy to speak up to them.”

A eyebrow raised as he spoke, listening closer to see where he was going with this. “The assessments...” Her eyes met his gaze, tilting her head as the words he keep emphasizing clicked in her brain. They sounded familiar, similar to the ones she’d said in the mandatory visit with a Luxor counselor — this couldn’t be a coincidence. “Jack...what the hell is going on?” He had to of meant her, with the way he kept dancing closer to the subject — it made too much sense. Lennon’s mother wanted to control her every movement, making sure to share her disapproval at every given moment. “Why all of the sudden interest on speaking up to parents?” Unsure he’d give her the answer she was looking for, still Lennon was unable to sit back and let the moment slide.

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jckelly​:

“No need, my vocabulary is astounding,” he countered, grinning widely. “I suppose they’ll just have to privately grieve their loss. Acceptance,” Jack offered sagely, “is the first stage of grief. With every great love comes someone else’s great heartbreak. Or summat like that,” he shrugged, disinterested in the philosophy. “I suppose you’ll just have to try not to show off too much,” he added, taking a step closer to her. “You think you can manage?”

“Look at you showing off, it’s really a shame that no one else will get to witness your talents.” The blonde told him with a laugh as her words kicked off a rant that could of came straight out a self help book. “I didn’t take you as someone who would pay attention in that class, but I’ve got to say I’m impressed to be proven wrong.” She shrugged, looking up at him with a playful tone to her voice. “I’ll try my best, though I’m not sure how well I’m going to manage...” She smirked, looking up at him.

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lucent-luca​:

Rhia’s head tilted, acutely aware there must have been some angle being played by them. Still, she didn’t mind aiding Luca in his pursuit, Rhia honestly inclined to believe the two would mesh well together. “Well, he was asking about you, so,” Rhia mused, leaning into Lennon’s shoulder as she spoke the words in a low voice, only to be pulled away moments later.

Luca easily replaced Rhia by Lennon’s side, falling into line with her practically without missing a beat. “Sure. You gotta ask that? Afraid to scare me off?” Luca teased, craning his neck toward Lennon. They wore a laidback smirk, glancing over in an attempt to catch Lennon’s gaze. “Kinda got my imagination running wild, too,” he said. Luca stole a glimpse of her practice clothing, his eyebrow quirking as his eyes traveled along her figure. “We never did manage to find a way to celebrate your birthday, did we?”

Her head tilted towards Luca at the sound of Rhia’s words, “Is that so?” She questioned, a smirk spreading across her face as her friend got pulled away. “What was it that you were asking? Anything good?” Lennon questioned as she looked up at them, continuing down the path that would eventually lead them to the girl’s dorms. “I wouldn’t say afraid, more like you’ve intrigued the part of me that’d like to know what you’re thinking.” It wasn’t news that he’d had a way with words, the banter reflecting back to the night of her birthday. Their words caused the smirk to return, following his gaze to where he not so subtly checked out the sports bra and pair of practice shorts that hugged her body. “We didn’t and that’s really a shame, all those ideas running around in your brain were just wasted away.”

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hardlygclden​:

“When I’m stealing anything,” Bowie admitted, holding the bottle out but not quite far enough for the taking just yet. He was taunting her, gaging the air around them. He could feel himself relax a little bit now after a few heavy sips. It gave him a burst of confidence, not that he needed it. Bowie never needed a reason to do anything. “Hearts included.”

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at him, slowly taking a step in his direction. “Is that so?” Lennon asked, not moving her hand that longed for the bottle. Her eyes roamed over his appearance, taking all of it in before gazing at the expression that remained on his lips. “Are you after a heart now?”

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marcelloderosa​:

who: @luxorstarters when: first day of spring break. where: the mahé beach.

Wading through the low tides of the ocean, Marcello watched his legs disrupt the current, embracing the cool brush of the rushing water. It was easy to get trapped in moments like these, hyper fixated on the sound and the sight of a natural force so powerful and extensive. He felt a blunt force slam into the round of his head, practically launching his head forward as a group of kids gaped behind him. With a stifled groan, Marcello lifted his hand to the back of his head. A lone volleyball danced in soft circles in front of him, and he heard the shouts of an approaching student. “Were you aiming for me or are you just an idiot?!” Marcello barked at the assailant, his face etched in a deep scowl.

Her eyes were on the volleyball game from across the beach, pushing herself to her feet in the moment she saw the ball collide with Marc’s head. She was on her way out, but the look on the man’s face from the corner of her eyes caused her to walk over instead, stepping in front of the idiot looking for the ball. “Hey, are you alright?” She questioned, waving away the boy from their conversation. “Don’t give them any satisfaction for watching you blow up...why don’t we get out of here and do something else?” Placing her sunglasses over her eyes she offered him a smile, holding her arm out just in case. “Anything else.”

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hardlygclden��:

“Nah, there’s a little more strategy than that. I see what I like, take it and run, and then wait a little while for it to bite me in the ass. If I’m still in one piece, I call it luck,” He explained, taking the bottle and with it a gracious swig. “They pretend a lot of things, the ones that’ll talk to you in places like that. Most of them are just riding whatever inheritance they still have.”

“Seems like a pretty foolproof strategy…well almost.” She grinned, holding out her arm for him to return the bottle. “Is this only when you’re stealing expensive liquor or does this philosophy stretch beyond that?” She looked at him genuinely curious as she moved a stray piece of blonde behind her ear. “Then you have the ones that are just itching to blow right through it, that’s always interesting.”

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rewdmello​:

who: @luxorstarters​ What: A drinking game

“So don’t look now, but this guy at the end of the bar has been falling asleep over his plate of fries for the past 10 minutes. I’d bet you a shot he’s only got another couple minutes or so before he ends up with a face absolutely covered in ketchup.” He mused as he leaned back in his seat, side eyeing the student who’d clearly had a few too many. “Some people just can’t handle their liquor can they?” 

She listened to his words, though her eyes slowly followed his direction toward the end of the bar. It was impossible for the blonde to hide the amusement in her face as she turned her attention back to Carew. “How long do you think he’s got? Then we can make a formal bet.” She raised an eyebrow, another laugh leaving when lips as she nodded her head. “Definitely, you’ve got to learn your limits, that’s how you make it out of the bar ketchup free.”

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jckelly​:

“I swear half of Luxor,” Jack observed nonchalantly, “needs therapy just to deal with their families. You’d think they’d be able to stick up to their controlling parents,” he emphasised the words, glancing at her as if to gauge her reaction. “Especially when it comes to, I don’t know, your image, your future…. It’s our lives, you know?”

This wasn’t the first time Jack had said something confusing, though this had seemed more specific. “Luxor flies them out so often that it seems pointless to waste the energy, most parents would be a bigger pain in the ass.” Lennon looked over at him, narrowing her eyes as he went on about futures. “We’ve never really worried about all of that together before.” It seemed weird that this was on his mind and oddly specific to her relationship with her own mother. She voiding help but wonder if it was a weird coincidence, surely Jack had a point when he brought up the subject all together. “My mother has strong opinions, usually conflicting ones…do your parents do the same?”

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nate-shaw​:

Nate was at some party or another, raucous laughter surrounding him and some of his swimming teammates, each of them downing drinks perhaps a bit faster than they should. A bottle of beer in his hand, he glanced around, feeling someone’s eyes on him, spotting Lennon just as she looked away. A smirk spread on Nate’s lips as he watched her eyes scan the room in a false sense of indifference, sure it had been her he had felt staring at him. He wasn’t sure how to read the blonde - he got the impression she thought they were playing a game, and while he was entertained by it, it seemed like a lot of work for him to try to figure out, and he honestly sorta felt like he couldn’t be bothered. When Lennon’s eyes finally returned to him, Nate met her gaze as his smirk widened, lifting his bottle of beer towards her in greeting.

In the moment she looked away, she feared it was too late. Waiting a second longer than she originally planned turned into her undoing, that mistake alone allowing him to catch her. There was a thrill behind the constant push and pull between them, tension building whenever one of them dared to step closer. Lennon brought the bottle in her hands to her lips, taking a sip as she let her feet carry her to the other side of the room. She knew he could of played it off entirely, but the greeting alone prompted her to start a conversation. “This music gets worse the more I try to ignore it, how the hell are you managing so well?”

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jckelly​:

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“Thanks,” Jack said loudly into the phone, watching Lennon approach with great interest as he spat the next word out, clear for her to hear, “mum.” It was a deliberate comment. He would never even dream, normally, of using such a term for his adopted mother. But the Unhinged’s note had been clear, and as such, his words served a purpose far beyond simply chatting with his family. “Mothers,” he said with an affected sigh, rolling his eyes at Lennon playfully. “Don’t you think they can be the worst? So… controlling, I guess.”

Lennon couldn’t help but nod her head at the sound of his voice, laughing a bit as she thought over one of the things she knew pretty well herself. “Yours won’t leave you alone either, huh?” She asked him softly. “Honestly I’ve been ignoring mine for months, it seems to be the only thing that’s worked so far.” She looked over at him, shrugging a bit before meeting his eyes. “If your mother is half as bad as mine, we’ll have another reason to hide on family days.” 

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