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irvingtask001 part two --- new crew.

instagram accounts of malia serrano,  zachary chamberlin,  and rory hanna.

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irvingtask001 part one --- the originals.

instagram accounts of evan cahill,  stephen maldonado ( ft. @wondcrous ),  and keely shaw (  ft. @trveluv & @lucawilde )  .

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*  with  :  luca  !

starter for keely { @mirrorballls​ }

“Hey,” Luca pressed a kiss on her lips before walking into the apartment with a takeout bag in hand. “They didn’t have the dessert you wanted, but I got you everything else.” the man said as he placed the bag on her coffee table. It wasn’t uncommon for him to come over with some food. Especially now with the baby along the way. He still couldn’t wrap his head around that. He was gonna be a father for real for real. Wild. 

her heart still jumped in her chest when they kissed,  when luca welcomed himself into her apartment with ease,  like he felt some level for at home there,  with her.  it’s the sort of thing she’d journaled about her whole life,  full pages trying to manifest something that would feel even a quarter as good as the real thing did.  keely smiled.  “  oh,  i think i’ll keep you anyways,  ”   she told him,  stepping into the kitchen to rifle through silverware,  set in their little routine.  “  thank you,  by the way.  i was totally going to pick dinner up this time,  but i got held up late at school.  you wouldn’t think that there’s as many arts-and-crafts projects to get done at a high school,  but i swear,  they’ve got me making more posters than the elementary school did by far,  ”  she explained,  before catching herself.  “  how was your day?  ”

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*  with  :  remington  !

            blonde   locks   sprouting   familiarity   ,   showcased   pearly   whites   only   growing   at   the   sight   of   emerald   hues   .       mere   seconds   of   maybe   she   needs   help   getting   up   before   a   recovery   unfolds   before   him   (   guess   he   wouldn’t   have   to   go   be   her   knight   in   shinning   amour   huh   ?   bummer   )    .  digit   raising   as   to   ‘   catch   ‘    the   middle   finger   being   thrown   in   his   direction   ,   palms   his   chest   shortly   after   with   another   set   of   soft   chuckles   .   “   don’t   tempt   me   ,   could   probably   run      skate   circles   around   you   ,   “   tone   light   ,  cocky   wink   ;    never   minded   evan   ,    in   fact   one   of   the   people   in   this   town  he   liked   most   (   not   a   long   list   ,   that’s   for   sure   )   .   “   took   a   little   coffee   break   ,   am   i   not   allowed  to   ?   “    wouldn’t   mention   that   watching   skaters   go   round   and   round   brought   back   nostalgic   feelings   ,   worn   out   skates   that   never   did   him   dirty   .     “   not   gonna   happen   ,   “   states   ,   head   shaking   ,   “   even   if   ‘   accidently   ‘   knocking   people   down   does   sound   fun   ,   “     

“  okay,  prove it.  you don’t just get to sit there,  on your little bench,  and say you’d kick my ass.  i wanna see it,  punky.  get up and come skate,  ”  she insisted.  much like winterfest brought out something softer in her,  so did remi.  to anyone else in irving,  she would have moved on by now,  but she clung to the wall,  narrowing her glance at remington,  as if a new approach would do her some good.  “  because what i’m hearing is you’re chicken.  you know i’d loop your scrawny ass over and over,  and you couldn’t stand the blow to your already fragile dignity.  it’s okay,  you’re not the first ----  i tend to have that effect on men.  they’re intimidated by the extremely raw and hardcore energy i bring to the table.  but you,  remington,  i thought you’d have the decency to not let it scare you away,  ”  she picked.  evan stood up straight,  and allowed herself to only for a quick moment throw on something of a pout.  “  come on.  one lap.  that’s all i ask.  i’ll do your dishes for a week ----  not that that’s any different from the last ump-teen weeks...  ”  even at her best attempt to plead with him,  there was no stopping a mischievous turn in her tone from arising.

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↳ INSTAGRAM: @MICAHRHODES JUST SHARED A POST.

happy birthday to the weirdest mother fucker i’ve ever had the extreme displeasure of being desk buddies with. on the first day of classes (which was like, tuesday, by the way) me and this guy made fast friends after i realized he wasn’t the professor putting on a bit by sitting with the rest of the class. just a dude that read he should dress to impress on a reddit forum (sick blazer, btw! think my uncle was buried in a similar one). anyway, thanks for all the meatballs you’ve let me eat off your plate this past week dude. i still haven’t figured out where the student services office is and i don’t intend to, so lunch’ll continue to be on you for the foreseeable future 👍 as your birthday gift, i am hereby bequeathing all that i have to you in my will, should i die an untimely death before this semester comes to a close. i think you know why i would. just show whoever-the-fuck this post to claim my estate. they’ll know it’s legit because this is what everyone does for their closest pals when they turn however old you’re turning! see you monday at 8:15, @mirrorballls.

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*  with  :  natalia  !

rolling her eyes at the male’s words, she couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. she couldn’t remember the last time the two of them hung out without it being awkward or without stephen trying to convince her to take it back and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t a fan of them finally being able to hang out as just friends, nothing more. as much as she loved the grand gestures that the male had done for her since their breakup, trying to win her back, she’d be lying if she had said she didn’t find them extremely annoying, as sweet as they were. “ i doubt that that’s the reason, but i’ll admit, i’m kind of sad i missed it honestly. ” she admitted with a small chuckle. natalia could already feel her nose turning pinker than usual after riding the coaster, but she didn’t care, she was for sure going to ride it again anyway. holding onto her oversized jacket tighter to try and warm herself up, she pretended to think about the other’s deal for a moment before then grinning. “ you know i can never say no to a free meal. ” 

“  atta girl,  ”  he said,  tugging his beanie back tight onto his head,  and starting towards the food stands.  “  you remember a few years ago,  when there was that guy with the ice cream?  that like,  almost got booed out of town,  for bringing ice cream out in the middle of january,  but he did those little,  like,  hot fudge sundaes with funnel cakes under them.  fuck,  those were good,  ”  he remembered.  stephen,  usually fine taking the backseat in a conversation,  was eager now to fill any awkward space in the room between natalia and himself.  “  that was the same year we won that goldfish too.  god rest her soul.  y’know,  i tried winning you a big stuffed anteater earlier at one of the zoinkies booths ---- in an extremely platonic way,  i mean.  in like,  the way one friend wins another friend a novelty plush as a thank you gift for like,  how cool they’ve been lately...  ”

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*  with  :  heartfm​  !

she  tried  to  love her  roommates  and  all  that  nonsense  .  but  sometimes  it  was  hard  .  like  right  now  ,  when  she was  looking  at  zachary  and  thinking  about  the  spider  argument  that  they  had  had  last  week  .  it  was  a  good  thing  that  the  rent  was  cheap  .  plus  ,  he  stares  at  her  seals  like  he  doesn’t  trust  them  .  and  meral  has  it  on  good  authority  that  they’re  most  trustworthy  than  people  .  especially  zoey  -  but  that  was  only  because  she  was  her  favorite  .  “  seals  can’t  read  either  , “  she  replies  ,  indignant  . “  and  it’s  not  about  reading  comprehension  ,  i  said  it  verbally  three  times  .  and  i  bet  the  mothers  can’t  explain  to  me  why  my  trained  seals  are  better  behaved  than  their  little  brats  .  “  meral  isn’t  viewing  children  very  favorably  right  now  .  “  wait  ,  why  don’t  you  trust  fish  ?  they’re  just  fish  .  most  of  them  don’t  even  bite  .  “

“  don’t call kids brats.  they’re kids,  ”  he said,  dropping it almost as an aside before moving on.  zachary realized he’d probably been a little too blunt about his mistrust.  but now he had no choice but to double down.  “  i just don’t like them.  they’re weird.  they have little beady eyes and big gaping mouths and i don’t know why people take to them like they do.  i’m sorry.  i know they’re your whole thing.  i just don’t get them,  ”  he shrugged.  “  i mean,  why do you care about them so much?  i get their value from like,  an ecosystem standpoint.  but i don’t get having like,  any notable emotional attachment to them.  dogs are nice,  cats are soft,  small rodents ----  well,  i’m not completely sold on them,  if we’re being honest,  but they’re kind of cute,  so they have that on their side.  fish are just fish.  ”

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*  with  :  august  !

taking a good look at the young man’s face, august quickly came to realize that he wasn’t who she’d originally thought he was. oops. not that the mistake largely bothered her—worst case scenario, she’d apologize and they’d both be on their way within irving’s interpretation of winter wonderland. there was the rather great possibility, however, that she’d bothered him. and that was always the embarrassing part, wasn’t it? looking back at him, she tried to gauge some sort of response… and if she were to go off facial expression alone, perhaps things weren’t going in her favor. but then he began to talk, and the apparent willingness to respond—to head bob—kept her relaxed against the railing. “okay, we can bob, if you think that’s less embarrassing,” august agreed, trying to suppress some light laughter and failing spectacularly. then, as if promised, she too began to bob her head. “how’m i doing?”

he watched as she bobbed,  and then nodded approvingly.  “  that’s basically it,  ”  zachary said,  discarding the garbage from his treat,  tactlessly wiping his hand on his jeans.  “  but a really advanced nodder knows you have to put your hands in your pockets too.  it gives it all an effortless look. ”  he demonstrated,  sticking his hands deep into his jacket pockets,  perhaps in a way that was less effortless than he claimed it would be.  but that wasn’t intentional ----  it’s just that a lot of things,  when it came to these little social episodes,  weren’t effortless.  he had to remind himself to smile at her attempt,  as a nonverbal affirmation to go along with what he said.  “  in general though,  i think it’s a harder move for you to sell.  no offense,  but it kind of works best on tall awkward guys with disaffected resting faces.  or like,  mean hipster girls with dip-dyed hair who want me out of their way,  ”  he informed her,  speaking from experience. 

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*  with  :  rosemary  !

“ you just had that look , ” rosemary attempts to say in the most straightforward tone , but it only ends in a small burst of laughter . she smiles at her friend’s willingness to still go through with a purchase , pouring a fresh cup of the cider . steam rises from the drink as she passes it over to the other , accepting the bills and handing back her change . “ it’s only two bucks this year ! ” she updates rory , “ i think people started complaining about high school kids raising prices on them last year . ” she shrugs because , honestly , as involved as she remains , she doesn’t care for the unnecessary drama . “ but , i’ll get that message delivered for you , ” rosie plays along with a wink and a laugh because they both know despite her previous standing in the athletic department during her high school career , she had no say in the matter now . “ the fact that they make these kids still wear half the uniforms is just … ” she pulls a face and shakes her head , like it’s the worst thing someone could do to teenagers , but stops herself from giving an actual adjective . “ but anyway , ” rosie brightens up as she rubs her hands together for warmth and changes the subject , “ any reports ? seen anything interesting so far this year ? ”

“  oh,  keep the change,  ”  rory insisted,  before pushing the change back rosemary’s way.  “  like i said.  the uniforms really,  really need it,  ”  she wrinkled her nose,  adding on a soft laugh.  “  personally,  i think high school kids are entitled to my money.  high school fucking----  fricking sucks,  and i literally feel that three extra bucks is the least i can do.  ”  she nearly winced,  reminiscing back on her own time at irving high.  the athletic department,  though a welcome distraction from her busy schedule at the time,  still wasn’t somewhere she would be comfortable re-inserting herself just yet ----  but maybe she’d feel different if she had herself as together,  in a real tangible adult way,  like rosie.  “  oh,  nothing too exciting.  it is irving off-season,  afterall.  no wacky tourists shaking things up.  i did catch a really intense spat between some barista at kahlo’s and a cutie pie’s waitress over which one of them should get to date the sexy new bakery vendor that’s serving both of them.  it got really intense,  the barista knew a lot of weirdly intimate details about the waitress’s family history ----  that’s drama in a small town for you.  anyways,  as literally enthralling as it was,  it’s not really anything publishable.  what about you ?  you got a scoop for me ?  i feel like working the cocoa booth,  you get a really good eyes and ears on it all.  ”

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*  with  :  adam  !

DOESN’T LIKE CROWDS and couldn’t care less for the festivities. voluntarily standing in the cold doesn’t happen to be on his list of favorite activities, either. this whole scenario couldn’t be any less up adam’s alley, yet there he is, pretending to be comfortable with being seen by more than ten people at once. or, well, not anymore. currently, he’s stood behind the aquarium, an acceptable distance away from the main action, joint placed between lips as cold, calloused fingers work on getting the lighter to do it’s job. between irritated sighs and occasional fucks and bitches spilling from his mouth, he hears footsteps approaching. immediately, he’s a little ticked off because, what the shit — do people have to be literally everywhere? doesn’t turn around though — not even after they’ve been standing there for few seconds — clearly more focused on the whole lighter fiasco. still not working. “jesus fuck.” a frustrated sigh, both by the fact he can’t smoke, and that someone’s getting to watch him fail. “what?” spits, finally looking in their direction. @irvingstarters​

she loves winterfest:  it’s not in character for her,  but it’s the fact of the matter.  but even with that in mind,  there were sometimes just limits to how much evan could love something.  she still needed a moment to sneak away,  catch her breath after a couple hour’s of playing community member.  she slipped behind the aquarium,  cigarette held loosely between her lips,  hoping for a moment to herself.  when she saw him,  at first she groaned,  worried she’d stumbled upon some defiant teenager with something to prove.  but she’s relieved when she realizes that isn’t the case.  she still reveled for a moment though,  in watching adam fumble with the lighter  ( make no mistake,  her love of ice skating and fried food didn’t negate her general misanthropy  )  and didn’t make herself known just yet.  when he turned and snapped at her,  evan raised her hands in a faux surrender.  “  at ease,  soldier.  i’m just enjoying the show,  ”  she smirked.  she offered adam her lighter,  a peace offering.  “  age before beauty,  i insist,  ”  she said,  subtly sliding her cigarette back into the pack that poked out from her jacket pocket.  “  plus,  i like the look of your’s a lot more.  consider it bartering,  gas for grass.  ”  

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*  with  :  erica​  !

she takes her time sneaking through the crowd to the back of him, then leaps into place behind him in a single bound. tiny hands shield his eyes — it’s fortunate that he’s seated on a bench on the outskirts of the winterfest crowd, or else she wouldn’t have the height advantage to make it possible. “guess who?” she coos, though too eager to say hello in her inebriated state to wait for a response. her hands fall to his shoulders, where she wraps him in a hug. “it’s your favorite cousin in the whole world.” rounding the bench, she takes a seat beside him. “erica. it’s erica,” she says, a statement of the obvious. there’s an involuntary sway to her body that comes with her drunkenness, knocking her shoulder into his.  @mirrorballls​

in a lot of ways ----  most of which he would never,  ever admit  ---- erica had been something of a human security blanket for zachary these past few months.  her willingness to tote him around had lead him to very things that encouraged him to move to irving full-time in the first place.  so when she wraps arms around his shoulders,  he doesn’t shrug her off,  but instead pats a comforting hand on her arm:  his best attempt at reciprocating.  “  i was confused for a second.  i thought your hands were too warm to be naomi’s, ”  he said,  his typical deadpan perhaps masking his attempt at humor.  it was clear enough,  even to him,  that she was drunk,  so he didn’t note on her fumbling into him.  instead,  he just switched his little disposable coffee cup to the other hand.  “  are you having a good time?  it seems like you are.  i just got turned away at the ferris wheel.  they said no food or drink,  but they waited until i got through the line to tell me that.  you think they’d have better signage about it if they were going to be so strict.  ”

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@laramfwilliams: @s11131997m offense taken as i am a virgin who so obviously wants nothing to do with u as previously displayed

@laramfwilliams: @s11131997m theres a lot to unpack here and i'd like to let u know that personally i'm a bit concerned, for both of us

@laramfwilliams: @s11131997m i won't get into details about said concern.

@laramfwilliams: @s11131997m did u know mountain dew shrinks ur dick

@s11131997m: @laramfwilliams Youre joking

@s11131997m: @laramfwilliams Say that thing about mountain dew is a lie right now

@s11141997: @laramfwilliams This is the worst day of my fucking life the last thing I need is mountain dew shrinkage

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*  with  :  natalia  !

natalia wasn’t really sure what she was doing here, she’s never been a huge fan of roller coasters, especially since all of the roller coasters she had been on were full of huge drops that made her heart race, but she agreed to go on the ride with the other nonetheless. as the ride continued twisting and turning, she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t having any fun, childlike giggles escaping her lips as all of her fears seized. “i don’t know how you managed to get me to ride this with you, but i’m glad you did.” she admitted with a small grin as the ride came to a full stop. “aw, it’s over already?” she asked with a small frown. “can we ride it again please?” she asked the male beside her with a childish pout. @mirrorballls​ (stephen)

he’s still rolling.  and maybe that’s what gave him the courage to ask her to get a ride. maybe it’s what gave him the courage to stop being such a miserable sad-sack for five minutes,  and actually do something enjoyable with natalia again.  whether or not the confidence was artificial or not,  he was thankful for it,  because it brought him to this:  a moment of bliss and adrenaline and vigor and hearing her laugh,  watching as natalia smiled around him uninhibitedly,  unabashedly in the first time in weeks.  “  because i’m just killing it tonight,  nats,  you should have seen me hitting the fucking skiball,  ”   he assured her.  it took a lot,  to not instinctively throw an arm over her shoulder,  lazy and familiar,  but he held it in.  it was true,  however,  that he couldn’t wipe a dumb grin from his face as he stumbled through the exit line from the ride.   “  i’ll ride it again.  but we gotta make a deal.  first,  you’re gonna come with me to get a funnel cake ----  with all the fixin’s.  i want one real bad,  but i don’t think i could in good conscience eat one by myself.  it’s on me.  ”

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*  with  :  meral  !

*  an  open  starter  for  @irvingstarters​  .

she  looks  disgruntled  as  she  steps  from  in  front  of  another  exhibit  ,  brown  hair  still  wet  from  her  time  earlier  in  the  tank  .  despite  winterfest’s  startling  propensity  to  return  every  year  ,  meral  is  hardly  ever  prepared  for  the  rowdy  children  and  negligent  parents  that  it  brings  .  “  i  get  that  it’s  cold  ,  “  the  woman  begins  ,  chewing  on  a  stick  of  cinammon  gum  that  she’s  shoved  into  her  mouth  .  “  so  cold  that  my  nose  has  been  pink  since  i  came  outside  this  morning  .  the  kind  of  cold  that’s  close  to  freezing  .  and  when  i  say  don’t  touch  the  glass  because  the  seals  will  splash  you  -  shouldn’t  the  children  listen  since  no  one  likes  freezing  water  ?  “  a  brief  pause  that  makes  it  seem  like  she’s  waiting  for  a  response  ,  meral  barrels  on  anyways  .  “  –  so  explain  to  me  why  i  had  three  seperate  children  tap  the  glass  and  get  me  splashed  .  if  you  see  johnny  ,  susie  ,  and  mary  ,  i  have  beef  with  them  .  “  she  lets  out  a  huff  as  she  turns  to  the  person  she’s  been  venting  to  .  “  anyways  ,  what  do  you  think  of  the  new  aquarium  lights  ?  pretty  ,  yeah  ?  “  

he wasn’t the aquarium type,  usually.  it’s a sensory nightmare:  dark,  and clammy,  and full of people who’s voices carry through domed rooms,  where at any moment,  a hairline crack in any of the tanks could cause the bounding pressure of all that water to flood the whole joint.  but zachary tried not to think about it as he experienced this little taste of an exhibit.  he came to irving to experience new things,  and a good place to start was not just with the aquarium,  but with coming out to support a roommate ----  someone that,  as loosely as he used this term,  he considered a friend.  he listened to meral give her spiel,  but she only had half his attention:  he kept a watch on the nearby seals out of the corner of his eye.  “  i think you’re overestimating their concept of cause and effect.  they’re kids,  meral,  ”  he said,  before taking a sip of his coffee.  “  plus,  kids can’t read.  i mean,  generally speaking.  maybe control your seals.  ”  he paused for a moment,  looking over her handiwork,  as if really taking it in.  “  it looks nice,  i guess.  i’m really not the person to ask though.  fish freak me out.  i don’t trust them.  ”  

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@laramfwilliams: @s11131997m hitting the line without getting the pipe hurts even worse i can only go through it so many times baby 🥺

@s11131997m: @laramfwilliams Understandable have a great night

@s11131997m: @laramfwilliams Maybe it's the [REDACTED] but I literally feel my slut era coming on no offense like I feel it

@s11131997m: @laramfwilliams Be honest do girls like it when guys don't know how to emote like an earth human and have a genuine physical dependency on mountain dew: the fucking blue one I forget her name

@s11131997m: @laramfwilliams Voltage

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@tempestpercipitation: @s11131997m: ...... is ur tire fixed?

@s11131997: @tempestpercipitation Haha it's actually a funny story

@s11131997: @tempestpercipitation Because it was and then I immediately got another flat because I'm God's least favorite

@s11131997: @tempestpercipitation But I already have a mullet right so what's next you might be wondering. Industrial piercing.

@s11131997: @tempestpercipitation Unless you think it would look dumb lol