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Troy “I-don’t-sing” Bolton | Chad “I-don’t-dance” Danforth

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do bong soon in ep 13

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#MutantUndergroundEsme

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Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018)

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you know who tells me slow? nobody

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PARK BO-YOUNG Abyss (2019)

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She wasn’t scared, I know that now. She knew she could do it because she wasn’t alone, she had me.

Mamma Mia! (2008) / Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018)

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mxgicisms‌:

gabriella pushed him playfully and shook her head. “you know for a fact i would never let you drop out.” she chuckled, academics were where gabriella shined, and she never would’ve let him leave school for her, they would’ve had to find another way… though none of that mattered now. “i feel like vlogging is the thing now… though i really don’t see the point of it.”

“ yeah, yeah. i know you wouldn’t, ” TROY let out a laugh. they both know he’d do a lot for her, but he’d rarely do anything to potentially ruin his or their future. ( i mean, gabrielle couldn’t date someone uneducated, right? right? ) “ are you saying you watch my vlog? ” he feigned being insulted. “ you don’t see the point? of sharing my story? ” 

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     it doesn’t even occur to donna that her outburst might be misheard—at least not until sophie warning reaches her ear. she picks her head up, meeting her daughter with not terror, pain, or negativity of any kind. just excitement. whoops. ❝ it’s a box of your baby stuff. ❞ she shifts her position, sitting cross legged on the floor. the smile on her face grows as she picks up the tiniest little onesie, holding it up for sophie to see. ❝ sofia made this for you once she found out you were on the way, ❞ she explains, tears beginning to swell in her eyes. ❝ i.. i don’t know where it came from ! i didn’t bring it in, it was just.. leftover from the other stuff. ❞ donna gently rummages through a bunch of pacifiers, tiny socks, hand me down raddles, and everything else a mother to be would rack up while pregnant. she pulls out a strange, knitted.. thing, and heart happy laughter leaves her lips. ❝ and then—my first attempt at making one. ❞

SOPHIE tilts her head as she watches her mother. she recognizes most of the items, but it’s been a long time. she doesn’t think she’s seen the box or it contents since kalokairi. she, too, is a bit surprised. however, she always loves to reminiscence, especially with her mother.

“ you remember all this stuff? ” she asks as joins her mother on the floor. “ well, i guess the bella donna brought over a lot of stuff. stuff even i overlooked, ” she jokes as she takes onesie. she runs her fingers over the material, impressed that the workmanship survived all the years. she can hear donna still digging through the box, but sophie only looks up when she notices her mother holding something else.

“ wow, ” she can’t hold back her laughter. “ luckily, times have changed. they have videos on how to make those now. ” she puts sophia’s onesie back on top of the box and peers into it as she continues. “ first attempt? where are the others? ”

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allison nods, swallowing thickly. she didn’t think about her mother that often living here, but occasionally, the odd comment will spark something, a memory. “do you still bake today? what’s your favourite kind of cake to make, if you had to pick one,”

“ i do! ” JULIA answer cheerfully. not having a very active social life left her a lot of time to bake all sorts of goodies. “ now that’s a tough question, but i’d have to say... chocolate. you know, just a bit of espresso makes it go a long way. ”

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raven just watched her, there was some type of familiarity about this girl but she didn’t know her, and she didn’t really want to know her either. “i’m sure we do… if you say so.”

TARA tilted her head. “ you’re just gonna take my word? ” it was clear from her tone alone how confused she was. “ wow, uh, ” she half laughed to herself. she’d reintroduce herself if she wasn’t afraid of sparking something. “ you still wear that cape of yours? ”

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since the weather seemed to have cooled down a bit, TROY had decided to go out for a run. his headphones were blasting his go-to workout playlist, and he was in his own little world. he thought he could zone out, since he knew his usual running path so well, but he was wrong. gotta watch out for other bystanders, golden boy.

“ oh my god. i’m so sorry, miss, ” he apologized profusely as he took off his earbuds. “ totally my bad. you were just busy. i should’ve known better. i gotta look out to where i’m running, y’know? ” he said with a smile. “ good thing i swerved a bit, huh? hate to have knocked you over. ”

Dorothy decided to go for a walk, the idea was to get a few photos of the nature which was what she always preferred to photograph. There was just something so captivating about it, that she couldn’t describe. Although, the main reason was because she wanted to find Ruby. If she couldn’t find her girlfriend, she hoped that at least she would be able to find a familiar face. Dorothy stopped to take a photo of some trees when she noticed someone almost bumping into her. “Oh I’m sorry! That was my fault, shouldn’t have stopped like that.”

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TROY knows he’s running behind. his trip to the mall was only to buy new basketball shorts, but he just had to stop for a pretzel. and then he couldn’t decided if he wanted savory or sweet more, and long story short: when was troy bolton ever not a mess? he’s so busy trying to rush to catch his bus and texting a much too fast paced group text before that he nearly slams into the person in front of him. 

“ oh, no, i’m sorry, ” he laughs as he finally looks up. “ if anything, you saved that door. i might have just rushed right into it instead of you. sorry... again. ” he awkwardly ran his hand through his hair as he looks outside. he was hoping to get a shower in before rehearsal, but this is not what he meant. “ well, shit. looks like i may want to wait this out... you think it’s gonna last long? ”

     the second her hand touches the handle, the skies open up, and the neighborhood is hit with the heaviest downpour it’s ever seen. or at least.. that’s how it seems. ❝ what the— ❞ it stops hope dead in her tracks, causing a small collision with a fellow customer behind her. her eyebrows knit together as she looks out into the rain, and once the lightning comes, it’s official: she’s not going anywhere. there’s no way she’s ruining her sketchbook. ❝ anyone order armageddon ? ❞ hope sighs under her breath, glancing over her shoulder. she shoots an apologetic look, only then realizing that she had been bumped into. ❝ my bad—i should’ve used break lights. ❞