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carxlwright‌:

Pushing Nicolas away had been hard–he was her best friend, had been since she stepped foot on this campus her freshman year and she had expected it to always be that way. After what happened with Jacob and Jessica, most people would’ve expected their bond to grow stronger. With Dani, it had–Carol and Dani were closer than ever, spending most of the time together or texting or FaceTiming. But with Nicolas? Things had gotten distant. And that was because of her. The night everything went to shit, Caroline had planned on telling Nicolas about how she felt about him–about how she wanted something more than friendship–but then Jacob showed up dead and Jess had gone missing and Caroline said no, now is not the time. She had made that decision, and didn’t even consider Nic. Huffing, she turned to him. “No bullshit,” she repeated, pressing her lips together and pausing. “I don’t know how to tell you I’m in love with you.” It came out before she could stop it, her eyes shining. “I’ve been trying to say it since the night Jacob died and I just–”

now , there’s a ton of things that nicolas may have expected her to say. maybe she’s tired of his attitude , MAYBE she just wanted to be alone right now. honestly , whatever it was , he was ready to get through it. work passed it. honestly , ANYTHING to get his best friend back. she was really the only one besides his own sister that he trusted , cared about , and he wasn’t about to let that go because of whatever was going on between them. everything had seemed picture perfect , and then everything happened and it was like their relationship died along with everything else. his eyes are focused on her , trying to read her expression. his heart is nearly beating out of his chest , jaw nearly dropping when the words leave her mouth. he considers asking if she’s joking , but her expression answers his questions for him. “ i ––– ” for once , nicolas can’t find words. it takes him a few seconds , a few deep breaths. “ you’re not fucking with me , right ? ” he can’t help it , not that he thinks she’d go this far for an excuse , but how did he not SEE it before ? “ shit , carol , i –– ” he wasn’t good with feelings. did he has a special spot for her ? absolutely. it was clear he had more than just platonic feelings for her , but he didn’t know how to react to what she was admitting. what if it fucked everything up ? and with everything , he knew neither of them were currently in a good mindset. “ so you decided to just pull away from me instead ? ” he asks , though he knows he’s going to need to address it. “ you’re my best friend , car. and i ––– we’re not gonna fucking stop being best friends , you hear me ? ” he wants to tell her how he feels , that it’s not one sided , but he doesn’t feel ready yet. he needs to know he’s not going to lose her. “ we’ve both been through a lot , huh ? ”

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“does daniela ever talk about me?” it was a random question, one that was brought up when there’d been a moment of silence between the two. it was rare that he’d ever even mention nico’s sister, but he’d been thinking about her more lately. “actually, wait, no. don’t answer that.” he held the bottle of beer in his hand close to his chest, “it’s the alcohol, i swear.”

a sigh leaves his lips , shaking his head. “ key , buddy. ” he lets out a soft chuckle , running a hand through slack curls. “ it’s fine , you know i don’t really care if we talk about her. but you should know that even if she did , i’m sworn to twin secrecy , so i wouldn’t tell you shit. you’re my bud , but i’m ALREADY risking dani being pissed at me , don’t think i’m that ballsy. ” their friendship was a slight risk , though he feels his sister would understand. “ are you missing her , or what ? ”

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p r i v a t e  s t a r t e r    /  lauren + manny.  ( @sclfpity​ )

“i cannot find a decent smoothie bar anywhere around here,”  is the first thing out of her mouth when lauren comes through the door. sky blue eyes roll as she finds a chair to slip down, into.  “i actually hate this.”  she is not without a beverage, however, as she brings the straw of an iced coffee to her lips and she sips at it. she huffs and turns her gaze to the male.  

“ well HELLO to you too , lauren. ” a soft chuckle leaves his lips as he’s sketching sometimes onto the sketch book in front of him. “ can’t say i even realized there was a such thing as a smoothie bar , but i know there’s a good frozen yogurt place close if that’s ... any compensation for the loss of a smoothie. ” he chuckles , running a hand through soft honey-blonde locks. “ or , we can always make some smoothies. i have a blender. i think. ”

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manuel ft. crxmscns‌ !

   ’ why would you even help to clean it up if you weren’t the one making the mess  ?? ’ alistair asked. he couldn’t quite grasp it why he would help if he wasn’t the one making the mess; alistair would never do such things. but then again, alistair would never do something that was expected of him. ‘ well, wouldn’t you be annoyed with someone being in your room, uninvited  & a freshly stained carpet? ’ at this point alistair was just finding things to be annoyed about. normally he wouldn’t care if someone spilled something on his carpet, hell, the damn thing is covered in stains that he doesn’t even remember where they’re from.

“ i dunno , maybe because i’m NICE and it felt like the right thing to do ? ” manny really was being honest , though he as a secret track record of fibbing. despite him being genuine , alisair’s reaction was still almost amusing to him –– it didn’t make him mad , he was just curious as to why he was so adamant. “ i mean , maybe , but if the person is telling me they’re going to help clean it up , i can imagine i wouldn’t really be that mad. especially if the person DIDN’T make the mess and they’re just trying to be fucking nice. just SAYING. ” he lets out a soft chuckle , leaning against the closest wall. “ i can just go if it’s really rubbing you the wrong way. was just trying to be helpful , man. ”  

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nicolas ft. salenapamuk‌ !

“i keep a bottle of water and a bottle of vodka on me, never know which one i’ll need during our study sessions.” she eagerly passed the bottle to him. “it was just in the fridge for whatever party is happening this weekend, the beer they serve in this town is nasty. you’d think no one around here has gone to belgium for a casual beer and waffles.” pulling her laptop out of her bag, she opened up to the class orientation tab. “so, i didn’t get back in time to go to the first lecture, please tell me you went! apparently, our profs are now doing their jobs and doing a full lecture during the first class. so, can you please airdrop your notes!”

eyes narrow , trying to figure out if she’s for real or not , until his THICK skull finally processes that she’s fucking with him. he laughs , taking the bottle from her and he hands his over , shamelessly taking a large swig from it. “ i’m partial to spain , but i still see your point. ” shoulders shrug , and then he’s LAUGHING , almost like she told a joke. “ oh , i WENT , but it’s so incredibly L A U G H A B L E that you think i took notes. notes ?! me ?! god , have you met me ? are you new here ? notes. god , what do you think this is ? ” a drama-ridden spiel falls from his lips , removing his laptop from his bag. “ however. i can airdrop you this. some kid that sits up from sends me these each lecture. i only read them before tests. ” it really was a miracle he was passing.  

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nicolas ft. carxlwright‌ !

Caroline had her arms crossed over her chest, holding the towel up as she raised her eyebrows at him. “Your texts seemed urgent,” she pointed out. “What, you don’t want to see me in a towel?” she was trying to keep the conversation light, distanced, but then Nic went in with the hard stuff and honestly, Caroline didn’t have an answer. The last year had been hard, both of them losing older siblings, but that mixed with Caroline’s unresolved feelings for Nicolas–her best friend–made her push him away (and he wasn’t the only one). Swallowing a lump in her throat she said nothing, moving to motion him into her room. She closed the door behind him before going back into her bathroom and changing into a pair of shorts and an oversized tee, coming back out with her hair out of the towel. She grabbed her brush, beginning to brush through her blonde hair, not sure what to say.

he’s pissed –– it only increases with her reaction or rather , LACK therefore of. he ignores the words she does give him , feeling that’s irrelevant from what he really wants to talk about. he feels AWKWARD , staying put and trying to figure out how to call her out without being insensitive. but at this point , nicolas was in no mood or position to worry about being insensitive. “ why are you pushing me away , carol ? i fucking ––– i know that this has been hard for you. fuck , it’s been hard for me too. ” for some reason , he doesn’t consider that her pulling away was just because she was struggling with the loss of her brother. he thinks about it for a moment , but he knows her. he KNOWS there’s something else. “ i just want to know why , because i know it’s not just the obvious. if i did something wrong . . . ” he trails off , running a hand through his hair. nicolas wasn’t usually like this , he typically wouldn’t CARE , but this was his best friend. he cared. he needed her , and it was KILLING him. “ no bullshit , okay ? we have a no fucking bullshit policy. ”

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manuel ft. liplicked‌ ! 

﹙  *☆ ┆ 𝒇𝒕.  𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐨  𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨.

          mateo  would  be  lying  if  he  said  he  didn’t  miss  his  friend  —  and  mateo  hated  lying.  the  boy  had  few  close  friends  to  speak  of,  which  was  how  he  liked  it.  but  that  didn’t  mean  he  didn’t  value  those  few,  or  that  he  didn’t  miss  them  after  arguments.  there  had  been  no  big  blow-out,  no  fighting  words  exchanged  in  anger.  that  wasn’t  mateo’s  way.  there  was  just  fading  away  into  the  distance  and  avoiding  confrontation.  and  now,  avoiding  eye  contact.  mateo  looked  at  the  ground,  scuffing  the  toe  of  his  sneaker  on  the  faded  welcome  mat.  he  wished  he  had  a  joint  right  now.   ❛   —  um.  i  dunno.  i  just  don’t  know  what  there  is  to  talk  ABOUT.   ❜

manny wasn’t sure what he EXPECTED from mateo. he knew he messed up , but there was a part of him that just wanted the other to let it go. it’s not fair to ask that of him , all things considered , but he wanted his f r i e n d back. it was almost more painful that the manny watched the friendship fizzle before his eyes , unread texted , unreturned phone calls. so he took it upon himself to try and fix that. he was STUBBORN , that was for sure. “ mateo. ” it’s almost like a plea , but he’s not sure for what other than a few minutes. “ we haven’t TALKED at all. you just . . . stopped replying. stopping hanging out with me. look , i know you’re m a d . . . ” he trails off , trying to find his words. “ i miss you , you know ? i didn’t think we’d just stop being friends. you’re the only person that knows. ”

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nicolas ft. danixlas‌ ! 

closed  starter  for  @sclfpity​

——  MAYBE  DANI  WAS  a  little  naive  to  think  that  when  the  new  school  year  started  ,  people  would  have  some  tact  and  avoid  bringing  up  what  had  happened  .  instead  she  received  leering  gazes  and  ignorant  questions  .  and  dani  was  over  it  .  her  only  solace  was  knowing  nico  was  probably  going  through  the  same  thing  .  so  ,  with  a  pizza  in  hand  ,  she  stopped  by  his  room  ,  hoping  to  find  and  provide  some  support  .  

life was truly EXHAUSTING , and he wasn’t sure why he thought it would get any better. each day was as , if not more , exhausting than the last. the best part of his day was going back to his room and laying mindlessly in bed , only to be interrupted by a knock. he’s huffing , complaining before he even opens the door. and then , eyes lay on his sister and a sigh of pure relief falls from his lips. “ thank fuck it’s you. ” he lets out a chuckle. “ i CANNOT deal with any more interactions this week. people are out of fucking pocket. ” he’s just bitching , eyes glancing to the food she brought over. “ you’re the best , dani , really. ”

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manuel ft. crxmscns‌ ! 

   alistair narrowed his eyes at the words that came out of manuel’s mouth; he clearly didn’t like the way he was mouthed off as an asshole. even though manuel was telling him the truth; he was being an asshole. yet he doesn’t like it when someone calls him that. ‘look, mate,’ referring to the way he called him ‘bud’, ‘don’t need to be all cocky with me. i’m not gonna clean the mess that you just made.’ 

he holds back a soft laugh , holding his hands up in defense. “ i’m not being cocky , i’m just letting you know what i’m doing , since you ASKED. ” he points out , hands resting in the pockets of his jeans. “ and i never said i made the mess , because i didn’t. i just happened to notice it and i’m not a complete asshole , so i was gonna HELP. but , as stated , your attitude makes wanting to extend help less enjoyable. wouldn’t hurt you to loosen up , would it ? ”

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nicolas ft. carxlwright‌ ! 

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It had been a long day, and Caroline just wanted to take a nice, long, hot shower. And she did just that. Staying in for probably too long, she finally turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping herself and her hair in towels. Humming to herself, she exited the bathroom and checked her phone, noticing missed calls and texts from Nic saying he was here. Sighing, she put her phone down and went to open the door, still in her towel, tilting her head. “You wanted to see me?” she teased her best friend, smirking.

he was FED up , and he didn’t even know why he was fed up. well , he did , but he didn’t know WHY caroline was distancing herself. he was , however , positive that she was and he was going to get to the bottom of it. after she ignores more texts and calls , he decides to just walk himself to her room , texting her that he’s outside and not leaving until she opens the door. arms crossed over his chest , eyebrows raise when she opens the door. “ you could’ve gotten dressed first. i’m patient. ” eyes linger , he can’t help it. “ i did though , yeah , since it seems so fucking HARD to see you as of recently and i’m gonna be honest , care , i’ve kinda needed my best friend. ” he comes in heavy , not able to hold it back anymore. 

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nicolas ft. liplicked‌ !

﹙  *☆ ┆ 𝒇𝒕.  𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲  𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭.

          ❛   —  oh,  well,  yeah.  like,  that’s  what  i’ll  do  NOW,   ❜   she  fumbled.   ❛   —  i  just  had  the  room  makeover  scheduled  for  today,  so  i  guess  i’ll  have  to  push  it  a  couple  days  LATER.  which  is,  like,  annoying  ?   ❜   she  lapsed  into  self-conscious  silence  for  a  couple  seconds  before  her  brow  crinkled  ever  so  slightly.   ❛   —  WAIT,  do  you  not  know  what  fairy  lights  are  ?   ❜

“ i’m sorry they don’t have your little ––– LIGHTS , or whatever. ” he’s attempting , in his own way , to be somewhat comforting in the trying times of dorm shopping , though he really could care L E S S. “ why do you even bother FUSSING with all that ? penciling a whole room makeover into your schedule. it just seems like a waster of time , but then again , i have zero sense of design . . . so. ” a soft chuckle leaves parted lips , and then shoulders shrug. “ i think i do , i just didn’t realize they were called FAIRY lights. ” another shrug , and then an idea comes into his head. “ HEY , since you’re free now since the only , light situation , do you wanna come by my room ? i’ll order dinner for us. ”

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he’s already in a SHIT mood , which wasn’t uncommon for nic as of recently , but all he wanted was a decent cup of coffee and to be back in his room without another person asking him about his day , or his sister. he places himself in the line which is absurdly long , and feels someone approaching the line behind him. curious eyes turn , and he can’t help the groan that immediately leaves his body. “ of fucking course it would be you. ” venom is heavy in his tone , not bothering to hide his distaste. “ shouldn’t have asked myself if today could possibly get any w o r s e. ” 

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& ––– closed for @liplicked​.

it wasn’t like he DIDN’T understand why mateo was upset with him. he did , but he wasn’t going to stop trying to get the other to forgive him. it was a tricky situation , trusting someone with a secret and then watching them react different than you thought they were going to. he’s wading in rough waters , showing up to mateo’s door unannounced , but he has to do something. “ hey. ” foot creeps forward , a silent blocker just in case mateo decides to try to shut the door in his face. “ can we talk , maybe ? it’s been ... a while and i really want to talk about what i told you. ” bad wording , manuel. “ please ? ”

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& ––– closed for @roadrvnncr​.

the first week of school , and nicolas was already avoiding school work. he didn’t want to admit that it was because he was having a hard time EMOTIONALLY , so instead he just blamed it on his own , prominent characteristics and it seemed full believable. a hand closes the book in front of him , looking over at erik , who was doing –– whatever it was that he was doing next to him. “ are we doing something tonight , or what ? ” he asks , fingers tapping against the hardly-read text book. “ i’m b o r e d. ”

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nicolas ft. liplicked‌ ! 

﹙  *☆ ┆ 𝒇𝒕.  𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲  𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭.

          ❛   —  sold  out  ?   ❜   maddy  echoed  forlornly,  staring  at  the  empty  racks  in  the  campus  store.   ❛   —  HOW  am  i  supposed  to  do  a  start-of-year  room  makeover  with  no  fairy  lights  ?   ❜

words flow though his ears , eyes glancing over at the DILEMMA happening next to him. “ i’m pretty sure you can manage without whatever the fuck fairy lights are. ” words fill the momentary silence after she spoke , arms coming up to cross firmly over his chest. “ get ‘em on AMAZON or something. ”

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manuel ft. crxmscns‌ !

‘      dammit, ’ he groaned loudly to the other, watching the alcohol stain on the carpet of his room. even though he enjoyed frat parties, he hated people coming into his room & touching his stuff. especially now that someone stained his carpet with something that smelled like… vodka?? ‘ why the hell are you even here? ’ he asked with a demanding tone in his voice. 

“ i mean , i noticed the stain as i was LEAVING and i was going to HELP , i’ve read some tricks online to getting the smell of ALCOHOL out of carpets , but if you’re gonna be an asshole , you can clean it yourself , bud. ” there’s no aggression in his tone , completely neutral. “ up to you. don’t need to stick around if you’ve got it taken care of. ”