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adelinehq:

❛ it’s why you’re so obsessed with me, sanchez ❜ della quipped in return, a smirk adorning her soft features. without even thinking of her next move, della leaned her back against the wall as samuel swayed closer to her. with her eyes trained on him still, her finger looped itself around one of the belt loops in his jeans, dragging him closer to her. at that moment, the lines between their usual humour and reality started blurring ❛ upstairs ❜ she repeated, her hand trailing up his chest and toying with the hem of his shirt ❛ do you want to take me up against a wall? ❜ her finger was undoing the top button of his shirt now ❛ or on the bed? ❜ the words fell from her lips eloquently, eyes never flickering away from his. della was tipsy, but she was sober enough to start questioning whether she was joking or not at this point. clearing her throat, della then brushed her thumb against his lip quickly before looking away  ❛ you’re drunk ❜

“ oh don’t make me laugh. “ he muses, a roll of his eyes at the ridiculousness of her words. gaze fixed on her as she moved to lean against the wall and pulled him closer, him simply obeying as he steadied himself with a hand on the wall right by her head. if he weren’t drunk he might’ve questioned what was happening, he wouldn’t complain but he’d definitely wonder. simply nodding at her words, seemingly speechless himself as she kept toying with him. eyes never once leaving hers, well, della had always had ways and he thought he knew them pretty well until she actually used them on him. he was pretty much as useless as every other guy until the spell was seemingly broken by her words. though it was probably for the best. “ yep “ he agreed throwing his head back in a laugh though he didn’t move “ the offer still stands though. “ he added, throwing a wink her way as if that would help his case.

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hayadhq:

“i’m sorry to disappoint you, but no — “ she said, her eyes immediately dropping back to her sketch, there was no point to continue it now. “however, i’m sure the girls on the other side would happly answer that wish.”

“ oh don’t worry, i’m not that easily disappointed. “ he assured her with a grin, gaze falling onto her sketchbook for a few second. “ besides i’ve got other fans as you very well pointed out yourself.  — what are you drawing? need a model? or, don’t tell me you come here to draw me thinking no one will notice you? “

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finlcy:

“ d’you think if i told them my cat died i’d get an extension ? i mean, i don’t have a cat, but i can’t turn it in like this, it’s SHIT. ”

“ i doubt that would work. besides i’m sure you can spare a late assignment fin, maybe give your professor one of those innocent looks of yours and i’m sure you’d be forgiven. “

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wayde-parker:

Wayde nodded his head in approval. “Of course man, always got to encourage my brothers out on the field. Nice kick by the way, I probably could of done better but.” Wayde teased 

with a slow nod sam seemingly agreed to wayde’s words but his expression showed otherwise. “ yeah, thank you, i’m aware. “ he stated nonchalantly. “ i seriously doubt that wayde, but keep up the positive thinking, chicks dig that. “

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fckdorian:

“i could always just rip out that page, or leave it for people to laugh at with an explanation of why they’re pissed. but you realize now that you mentioned your yearbook, i gotta see it, right?”

“ personally i’d love to read the kind of shit they’d write about you, so you can pass them on to me. i’d find some good use for them. aha but why? what do you expect to find in there? ugly pictures of me? doesn’t exist. sorry, there’s no blackmail material. “

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fckdorian:

dorian scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “oh, please - more like here to critique you. or kick your ass in drills. whichever comes first.”

at dorians words sam laughed clearly not convinced. “ yeah, sure jan. “ he snorted flipping the other male off with a grin. “ oh and i didn’t ask for your critique so keep it to yourself, i don’t need it. “

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hayadhq:

 the football field was an unusual place for her to be at, well, unless there was an actual game going on, but the ideas on her mind would not wait for her to be back at some quiet corner. she sat on the edge ofthe bech, eyes focused on the sketchbook as her hands started to move smoothly to trace the lines of the unfinished sketch. once would start drawing it was almost as the girl disconnected himself from the world around her, she almost didn’t realize him coming closer to where she was if wasn’t for his shadow blocking the light upon her book. “ —- what?” her eyes lifted up to meet his, not happy about the interruption.

with a smile sam took a sip of his water before speaking. “ i was asking if you were here to cheer me on, but i suppose that’s not the case huh? “ samuel questioned in amusement not really bothered by the lack of interest from the blondes side.

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jackyycollins:

Jaqueline had been playing soccer for as long as she could remember–her cousins in Brazil had first taught her the ins and outs when she was a kid, and she continued to play through high school and now college. After spending a solid five days in bed sick, she was itching to get a ball and shoot around a little. After changing from her day clothes into work out clothes, Jacky grabbed her soccer ball and headed to the field. That’s when she spotted Sam and smirked, heading over to him. “Oh yeah, totally,” she said sarcastically. “Estou perseguindo você, Sam.”

at her words sam smiled, unimpressed, he did feel like they ran in to each other a little too often now a days so even though she was pulling it as a joke he wouldn’t be surprised if it was true. “ mhmm, isso é óbvio. “ he replied flashing her a smile. “ but really, the field is reserved jacky, you gotta find somewhere else to practice. “ he stated with a shrug of his shoulders. “ unless of course you’re willing to play with the big guns. “

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it was a pretty mild evening as sam ran down the field, dribbling the ball expertly past cones working as defense before kicking the ball past the goalie and right in the corner of the net. with a triumphant grin he ran back towards the player bench to grab some water when he spotted a familiar person at the edge of the field. grabbing his water bottle he jogged over to the figure. “ here to cheer me on? “ he questions before taking a sip of the water.

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adelinehq:

della’s rage was momentarily set aside when sam came into view, stumbling toward her in a manner she knew almost too well at parties. ❛ i don’t know if you’ve heard, but a bunch of us happen to live in this house. that’s kind of how sororities work, sanchez ❜ leaning into the door so that the people inside could hear her as well this time, she raised her voice ❛ and i’ll be damned if i can’t grab a key and turn this place into a crime scene ❜. at his next works, della’s hand fell off the door knob as she moved closer to sam with a lethal smirk playing on her lips. she pressed a single manicured index finger to his chest playfully ❛ what, me and you? in a little zeta bathroom for you to do whatever you please with me for the rest of the house to hear, wishing they were us? ❜

at her words sam rolled his eyes, “ ah, you’re so cute della. “ he mused, trying his best at sounding sarcastic but really he just sounded drunk. however it was a party after all and if you weren’t drunk then were you really at the party? pursing his lips he watched as she threatened the pair in the stall to do god knows what to them if they didn’t come out, and sam believed she would. sober or not sober he knew she had her ways to get things, all sorts of things. and she made that clear with her next move, catching sam mentally completely off guard. he couldn’t help but sway towards her with a big grin on his face, too drunk to really understand that she was very likely just kidding. “ i wouldn’t complain. well we could take it upstairs as well i don’t have any preferences. “

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littlebird-anya:

“I guess not. I’m from new york. You can get anywhere you need to be by train”

“ i’m aware thanks. i’m just not the biggest fan of public transport or public anywhere to be honest. “