#i legit got 6 hours of sleep (i went to bed at 12 last night and i had to get up at 15 mins to 7 today so im not...feeling my best rn) so

[curiosityjams]

FINALLY watched eeaao last night.

[mass-convergence]

With Panera's recent ... issues ... I just want to recount (for the billionth time) when I OD'ed on caffeine:

It was right after my last midnight shift and I wanted to drive 6 hours to a national park because damn it I had 4 days off and I wanted to do something fun. Of course I was freaked out I was going to be sleepy on the drive and pass out in the car and die in a fiery crash.

So instead of being a reasonable adult and just taking a nap before I subjected myself to that drive, I did the super intelligent thing of just loading up on caffeine before I left. I took 200 mg of caffeine before my shift at 10 pm the night before. During shift I consumed at least two cups of green tea, ~40 mg of caffeine each. I don't remember if I also had a soda that shift but this was already more than I usually intake in a day. Got off shift kinda hyped to be going on the trip but also a little tired still. So I was like, "I should get some more caffeine in me".

Despite me having already consumed around 280 mg of caffeine (maybe more if I drank a soda during shift).

Green tea with my breakfast.

Took another 200 mg pill like a goddamn dumbass.

For those keeping track ... that's like at least 500 mg of caffeine in a 12 hour period for someone who maybe drinks a couple cups of calming Jasmine tea in a day (so generally 100 mg or less).

Now, I felt relatively okay as I left and started going down the interstate. About 30 minutes later I realize that I can't sing along to the song on the radio because I'm too busy feeling like I can't breathe. I didn't have one of those fancy wrist watches that log your heart rate but I can tell you that it was absolutely jackhammering in my chest as if I had sprinted a mile.

And it only got worse from there because I started obviously freaking out that my heart was going about 100 miles a minute and I was legit having difficulties catching my breath. I considered pulling over and maybe cancelling the trip to go visit an emergency room because holy shit I never felt like that before and I was seriously thinking I was having some form of a heart attack. But I'm an idiot and I kept driving even though I'm pretty sure I was dangerously close to potentially passing out at that point. Y'know. Because of the breathing difficulties.

I'm sure it went from like OD related issues to something akin to a panic attack because I was getting seriously anxious about my health at that point. I did finally start feeling better after about 15 to 30 minutes and then an hour or two later I was almost back to normal. I did get to my destination safely, ate the best Wendy's chicken nuggets I've ever had, and almost immediately passed out on the bed of the cabin I was at - legit best night of sleep I've ever gotten.

But uh yeah, that was 500 mg of caffeine in like 12 hours (I can't comment on if I'm like a healthy adult but I will say I don't have any diagnosed heart or BP conditions).

I can't fucking imagine what 500 mg in one sitting would do.

Like who the fuck approved the charge lemonade without:

at least putting some kind of extremely visible warning that it contained a shit ton of caffeine (no, "as much caffeine as our dark roast" is not a good label - put an actual mg amount ... people who are monitoring their intake probably will have an idea about how much caffeine they can consume)

maybe not making the damn thing refillable. Who needs refills of a drink that's got the daily recommended amount of caffeine in it for a healthy adult

maybe saying, "Hey ... should we even have this much caffeine in this drink?"

Because if you're drinking caffeinated stuff before you go grab your 30 oz cup of Panera Lemonade - like I think most healthy adults are - you're adding that caffeine onto the stuff you've already consumed. Which can certainly put you over the "recommended amount". Like it's just got too much caffeine period.

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ight i have a lot on my mind i gotta write it all up real good real fast before i forget.

last night i went to some random ass town called Gorizia on the border with slovania for work. The whole region was so slovanian that even in the market where we worked the signs and shit they were all bilingual in italian and slovanian.

slovanian lowkey gives off turkish vibes.

not so many of us came from padova so we just hoped on a black van and left. the driver who gave off strong leonardo vibes was playing twenty one pilots for the good portion of the time. i liked him kinda. i was lowkey admiring his long neck the entire time of the trip when i was sitting behind him liKE A FUCKING PERV YES IKR.

i didn't get to have much convo with him. i actually got none. except for the time when after legit 6 hours of work in the market he saw me and was like "lets go lets go lets go" without even looking at me for a sec thinking well since I'm speaking english the lil bitch is supposed to I'm talking to her ight?

there was this other guy from pd who i legit got to have a convo in italian with which felt nice and ... weird? cuz I'm never mentally prepared to speak italian?

and oh my god I'll never forget 'Vlad'. My team leader there.

he would see me across the hall miles away and shout my name "Paaaaaaaria" with theatrical eye rollings. And then see my work and be like "Maaaaarvelous. If you ever need any assistance (except for of course boyfriend material stuff) just call me. I'm used to be called with any consonant".

he once moved some stuff which made a loud noise i looked at him he was like im sorry i didnt mean to be this much dramatic *followed by yet another theatrical eye roll".

basta. when i got home and to my bed i was so tired i couldn't even sleep. i woke up at 11 am tho. went to mensa. got anxious. felt short (about that i was walking in portello some other day with hilal when a tall girl was walking towards us with her friend i heard her say "bassa" looking at me and the other "si sente" and looking down.

yes.

ladies and gentlemen. this happened. people are mean dead-inside assholes. They say whatever shit they want, making more space in your mind to wonder whether other people have always thought the same but never mentioned it.

although the pain the bitch inflicted was soon oddly compensated when hilal said "but girl you are average".

later that night when we were already drunk we decided to go to hilal's house and get more booze on the way because why not and also because hilal left italy to turkey on the following day.

we got there got more drunk. ade joined. we got high. I started speaking italian ade was like wtf you're at least B1.

before that hilal was talking about berfin and sometimes i get this feeling when other people are opening up to me deeply that okay but why do i not do that with them? like why do i find it so freaking difficult to open up about something that happened to me and was way more brutal but there my friends. is exactly where you start losing friends. so you keep your mouth shut.

but anyway. that night i realized it's different with hilal. when she opens up mi sento piu leggere invece.

i saw fatima today at mensa after a longass time cuz she was in cividale and i was just ... busy surviving the shitwave of shit of which I've had nothing but recently. She told me about this weirdass roomie of her who according to her has been hacked by some creepy dude for the past 12 fucking years. the dude even deleted his thesis and stuff. Fatima said i even once asked her to share her internet with me through hotspot and she was like no this is how my sister got hacked as well i dont recommend u do the same. i mean the whole fucking situation is so fucking creepily stupid we all dont know whether to feel pity whether to laugh cuz shit looks so fucking um .... surreal? or to call the police asap cuz i mean cmon.

[introverted-sugar]

Ugh 😑

Heads up, this is a minor rant! Proceed with caution.

I feel like such a shit friend for what I’m about to express but I have to get this off of my chest because I have no one else to complain to. Also, I know I’m a great friend but I’m very particular about how I do things and I need to be at peace when I’m somewhere

So, my birthday is in a few days and I’m going to Miami/islamorada/key west for 10 days. I’ll be in Miami for 4 days with my girl best friend, and then “Travel daddy” the remainder of the trip.

So me and my best friend are similar in the sense of us being laid back and chill, we don’t do too much, when we go out we’re not twerking on table tops or fighting or any of that ratchet bullshit (now don’t get me wrong, you put the right song on and I’ll shake these cheeks but i just don’t like that type of attention, I sucked as a stripper 😂) But we are also VERY different. I like to try new things, eat at kind of fancy restaurants (if I’m paying, VERY fancy on a “mans” dime 💁🏽‍♀️) , I don’t like to go to clubs and if I do I’m definitely leaving early, lounge by the beach/pool, swim, snorkel, bike ride etc. So I’ve been trying to plan stuff for us to do but it’s hard because I have to take her into consideration (I’m used to traveling alone or with some man that’s trying to please me so I’m usually able to just do what I want )

Here is a list of grievances & concerns I have thus far:

1: She doesn’t really like sushi. Yes, that’s petty but I have dinner reservations the night of my birthday at a sushi place with a tasting menu. She said she was okay with going but eh idk, and then is she going to be cool with the price tag of the tasting menu? Any tasting I’ve ever done all the people at the table had to do the tasting menu

2: Piggy backing off of the first point, her sister is flying in the same day we are to help her friend that’s getting a BBL down there (😑, I’ll explain why I’m not a fan of her sister later) but we arrive at like 12, she’ll be arriving around 8 pm..the time I made reservations at the sushi spot. So earlier we were on the phone and she said “oh yeah such and such gets there around 8 I told her WE would come pick her up from the airport” Pause! WHO? Not I! I said “that’s the time our reservations are for” she was like “oh well she can just meet us there” 🤦🏽‍♀️ now remember I said I don’t do too much, I’m quiet and reserved. Her sister, not so much. She’s not about to embarrass me and she’s DEF not chilling at the hotel with her loud ass. My thing is, how tf you inviting people to MY birthday dinner. I honestly don’t wanna see her sister at all while we’re there, but I’m willing to meet her somewhere for an hour or so and then leave ✌🏽

(I don’t like her sister because the very first time I met her a couple years ago on NYE she basically got us involved in a literal BRAWL at a HOUSE PARTY in the heart of west philly of all places 😑 long story short the whole party beat her sisters ass for walking in and tAlking shit, and then Her sister stole someones whole car at the party, I guess when they were jumping her someone’s keys fell out of their pocket so she took the keys and figures out which car it belonged to and stole it, like it was just a ghetto ass mess)

3: She keeps asking me the same questions over and over. We have had this trip booked for MONTHS, literally, I like to be organized and plan shit out, but every week or so it’s “so where are we staying again” “how much is it” “do you think my hair will last if I get a frontal” to which I replied BITCH NEVER, just get braids or locs, of course she just got a sewin/frontal earlier…okay but I warned you sis😖. now mind you this will be her first time in Miami so she wasn’t really trying to pay the price (half) for the hotel I booked. I’ve been to Miami plenty of times on top of actually living there and there’s no better deal we’re going to get on south beach, with all the amenities that the hotel offers, I’m very good at planning and booking trips and finding the best deals so I was highly irritated when just a week before our trip shes tryna find cheaper places. I told her she can look but it needs to at least •be in south beach •be on collins/ocean drive and •have a pool (unless she could find an Airbnb). Y’all she sent me all these bullshit ass links to places in HOLLYWOOD (which I actually love but I said south beach…), Miami Gardens 🤮, and ft. Lauderdale and they didn’t have any amenities and were MORE money. In my head I was like “bruh nevermind we’re staying where we’re staying, you don’t need to do ANYMORE looking” 🙅🏽‍♀️

4: she doesn’t like the water or swimming. That’s the main reason I even go to Florida so often for the water, like literally. I’m not a fan of most beaches up north (Giants neck beach In CT Is awesome though, Maine has some nice ones too but it’s just so cold even on a very hot summer day, jersey has a few as well but mainly I like clear waters) So anyway, I wanted to book this snorkel/boat tour/key west tour but she doesn’t want to do it because 1: she doesn’t wanna snorkel but 2: we would have to leave at 6:30 am and she doesn’t get up until like 12 🙄 I feel like I’m limited as to what I can do

5: She still hasn’t sent me her half of the hotel fee and we leave Tuesday…it’s Saturday. She’s been saying “imma send it tomorrow” for like 2 weeks now and telling me about her car troubles

6: As I mentioned she wakes up late, which means she goes to bed late. The latest I go to bed is like 12 but when I’m on “vacation” I tend to drink more than I normally would so I go to sleep early. Shit when me and travel daddy went to all those vineyards I legit took naps mid day to keep up 😂 I’m worried she’s gonna keep me up like she did last month when I spent the night at her house, I was HIGHLY irritated and it was only one night

I’m seriously pondering why tf I thought this was a good idea. Lowkey I didn’t think it was a good idea but we’ve never traveled together and she’s never been to Miami (she’s the reason we’re even going to Miami because I’ve BEEN over Miami, it’s packed and overrated but I thought it would be a cute thing for us to do)

It doesn’t matter how cool you are with someone you have to have the right travel buddy and just because you get along doesn’t mean you should travel together. Sadly, I can already tell you this is our last trip together

The irony is I was sooo hesitant and complaining about going on the WPB trip but ended up having a blast, but we also had a huge villa and everyone had privacy, and I only personally knew one person so at first I didn’t feel super obligated to be all chummy with his friends, but I loved all of them they were so much fun and liked to do the stuff I like to do, it really was such a bomb trip I wish I could show you guys all the cute pics and videos we took, REALLY great vibes

I love my best friend to death but I’m so apprehensive about this trip. We don’t even chill that often on the regular, mainly because we’re both just busy or live kind of far from eachother but I’m that friend that loves you…from afar, every now and then she’ll drag me out to some lounge and I’m always ready to go early it’s just not my scene, I wanna be in bed damnit! 😩

Am I just being a brat? What do you guys think?

[ruthoakenshield]

Very Good Friends (Chapter 14)

Catch up here: [Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5] [Chapter 6] [Chapter 7] [Chapter 8]  [Chapter 9]  [Chapter 10]  [Chapter 11]  [Chapter 12]

Reader x Henry Cavill, Reader x co-star named Dan

Warning: This tale is for 18+ readers ONLY!!!   Mentions of flashbacks: (rape, anal sex, non-con sex, abuse), severe bruising and injury, mentions of suicidal thoughts, depression,   humiliation, and some fluff to make us feel better. Smut comes later on in the story… Several chapters down the road… I promise!!!

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The next few weeks flew by for you and Henry. So much was going on and since your voice was not recovering as well as the doctor liked, he ordered you to not talk unless it was absolutely necessary. Henry tried to keep you from talking as much as possible to save your voice. He ended up getting you an electronic note pad device for you to carry around, so you could just write your answers and comments when people tried to talk with you to try to save your voice as much as possible. It frustrated you but you complied, slowly your vocal cords healed, and your voice slowly returned to normal.

When Dan’s PR person first let word got out of Dan’s arrest and their supposed reasoning for it, the media had a hayday. Henry was furious. He was always careful to not show his anger when you were around him, but you could feel him rumbling under the surface, whenever you were around. The energy and anger coming off of him you often felt radiating from him in waves. You tried not to take it personally. You knew he wasn’t mad at you but at your costar, Dan, and the person who leaked the info. You knew Henry cared for you deeply and you were grateful for his constant doting on you even when it grated on your nerves.

You were finally sleeping better and the reoccurring nightmares didn’t happen as often now that you had finally figured out how to shut them down and had been able to talk with Henry about your guilty feelings. When the nightmares did appear, you were able to recognize it starting and would wrap yourself up in your blanket burrito and cling to Henry and he would help you through it. The two of you became incredibly close during this time, and did the best you could to maintain a professional work ethic when on set and out in public; despite sharing a trailer and living together. Henry was careful not to pressure you for anything beyond friendship, insisting you needed to heal both emotionally as well as physically.

Once the initial meeting with everyone regarding this whole Rape debacle was done, Henry noticed your Personal Assistant seemed to be acting a bit odd over the following weeks. She was asking where you were going more often and asking where you go for your counseling sessions and claimed she should know so she could put it in your agenda on the calendar. You didn’t seem to think anything of it and told her where you went.

Henry frowned, but didn’t say anything. Something about her just rubbed him the wrong way. He mentioned it to his agent and his own Persona Assistant and asked them to keep an eye on her and to inform him if they heard or saw anything. They told him they would.

You and Henry returned to filming the rest of the scenes for the film about a week after Dan Raped you; and were welcomed back by many smiling faces. Makeup had their hands full trying to keep your numerous bruises hidden until they healed. A new actor, Richard Armitage, was hired to take over Dan’s role and re-shoots were started as soon as possible.

The director sat down with you, Henry and Richard and the three of you explained to him what happened to you and why he had been called on to take the roll. “I had heard rumors of what was going on, but wasn’t wanting to believe it. I’m glad you’re doing better, but you should’ve never had to go through that. I’m so sorry he did that to you, Y/n.” he tells you. You thank him.

After that, Richard and you began to re-shoot the scenes you two had together. Many of which you had no voice for yet. He was always careful with you and would frequently check in with you to make sure you were okay and to see if you needed anything while filming with him. It set you at ease, and you felt just as safe with him as you did with Henry. The two men, became good friends and tag-teamed taking care of you throughout the rest of principal filming and re-shoots.

The days went by fast and were long 12 - 16 hour days of work for everyone. You’d find yourselves falling asleep together with Henry, cuddled on the couch. Henry never pressed you to cuddle in his bed. On the nights you each fell asleep in your own locations, he would inevitably find you snuggled against him by morning with you wrapped in your comforter burrito. He always chuckled at it, finding it amusing, but never teased you about it.

One of the times you and Henry arrived for your counseling appointment, a few weeks after the initial appointment, the atmosphere seemed different. It irked Henry and he wasn’t sure what had changed. The two of you talked with the counselor and receptionist both seemed nosier than the last few times. Asking more personal questions and always having a seemingly legit reason for asking. Henry was cautious with his answers and would frown if you shared more than he thought you should be sharing.

When you both left the office, you were caught by the paparazzi and he was furious. Bellowing at them to leave the two of you alone, he picked you up and growled at them as they trailed the two of you. He put you in the BMW and took off in it once he shoved some of the paparazzi out of the way so he could get in the car. They followed the two of you for quite a while.

Henry called his publicist and agent on speakerphone, and told them someone notified the paparazzi of your appointment and he told them how the atmosphere at the counseling session was off and how your counselor was asking questions wanting more unnecessary details. They agreed that someone there was possibly leaking info to the paparazzi. He said that you would not be returning there for any more sessions until they found who was the snitch. You were bummed, but understood why he said this. It bothered you that one of them would leak such personal and private info when their reputation and careers were on the line.

You didn’t say anything as you were too scared both from the paparazzi and from how angry Henry had gotten. After he hung up the phone, he reached over to hold your hand while he drove to a local walking trail. He needed to calm down and talk with you knowing you were probably scared. He realized this was the first time he had gotten angry in front of you and saw the fear in your face.

Henry parked the car and turned to you. “I’m sorry I got so upset, Kitten.” he said softly. “I know you’re probably scared, and I don’t blame you. Can we go for a walk and talk?” he asks.

You nod. He gets out of the car after kissing your hand. You watch as he circles the car and opens the door for you. He helps you out and he holds your hand as he leads you along the path. You both are quiet for a few moments. Then he starts to explain to you why he got so upset. And you realize that there has been some of your personal information leaked to the press in regards to your counseling sessions and it is fueling rumors about you and Henry’s relationship.

Someone is feeding info to the press and you realize how precarious your privacy now is. He explains why he doesn’t want you going back to the counselor’s until they find out who is leaking info since they all signed legal papers promising not to share anything discussed or seen with anyone but the officer handling your case.

You tell Henry you understand and give him a hug and thank him for protecting you and looking out for you. He nods and the two of you enjoy the rest of your hike. You spend a couple hours just walking arm in arm and talking quietly. The trails are quiet this time of day and there aren’t very many people on it. The ones that are, leave the two of you alone.

Henry asks if you’d like to go have some fun and join him to see a movie tonight with some of his friends and their girlfriends, who have been badgering him to hang out. “I think we just need to have some fun hanging out in a group setting, nothing but having fun and making some new friends for you. Think you’re up for it?” He inquires You grin and nod.

He calls them and they agree to meet up at the movie theater. The two of you head to the car and go back to the trailer to change and head out. You all have fun and are teased about the two of you ‘just being very good friends’. His friends joke about ‘friends with benefits’ but Henry shuts them down with a glare when he sees you get quiet and start to retreat inward. “It’s nothing like that.” he says, “She’s my co-star and has been going through a rough patch after being raped by a co-star, and I’ve been helping her get through it.” he explains. They immediately apologize and stop teasing.

The rest of the night is fun for the two of you as you all decide to go bowling after the movie. The guys’ girlfriends and the group decide to do guys vs girls. They are a hoot, and you enjoy the banter between everyone, laughing yourself silly. The girls tell you that you’re welcome to come hang out with them any time and they give you their phone numbers. You thank them and continue to tease the guys who are trying to bowl.

The girls end up beating the guys, but only because the guys were getting drunk and the girls weren't. You and Henry call a ride and head home, Henry being plastered and you sober. You giggle at his antics and help him up the trailer’s narrow steps. He stumbles into the trailer and you close and lock the door.

“Come on, big guy let’s get you to bed.” you tell him. He looks at you with glassy eyes and says, “I wish you’d join me and be mine. I love you, Y/n.” you stare at him for a moment stunned. You tell yourself that it’s just the alcohol talking and you blush and tell him. “You know I can’t do that right now Big Bear, we are almost done shooting and then it’s the PR junket. Then we’ll see how we feel after all that.” you remind him. He leans down to kiss you, but you step away and drag him to the bedroom. You help him strip down to his boxers and then get him into his bed. You stand by the side of the bed after tucking him in, and kiss his forehead. “Go to sleep big Bear. You’re gonna have a headache in the morning.” he sighs and closes his eyes. “Love you, Kitten.” he mumbles as he passes out.

You chuckle, “Love you too, big Bear.” you whisper back, brushing his mop of curls out of his face. You sigh, “Nope, that wasn’t the alcohol talking. Now what do we do?” you wonder, and head to your makeshift bed in the living room. Sitting down, you try to work out your feelings for Henry. Yes, you love him, but in what way? Do you want to risk the close friendship for something more when this mess with the movie is all over? How would dating him end up working when he’s a big name actor and you have no idea if or where your path will lead should this film spark your career in acting further. You heave a big sigh. At least your bruises were pretty much gone. You feel better physically and though you still struggle with interacting with men when Henry isn’t around, it’s getting easier. Rich and the other male cast members and crew have been very good to you, and continue to encourage you and treat you kindly and with respect.

You look down at your phone and see that Henry’s publicist has messaged you. You open her texts, and she tells you that you two were spotted at the bowling alley and the pictures are on the internet. You frown and text her back. Asking what the problem is. She sends you a couple links and your eyes open wide when you see them. They are insinuating that the two of you are dating and were in a love triangle with your costar and that now the two of you are out celebrating the costar’s arrest.

You text her back that you both were simply having fun bowling with Henry’s friends and their girlfriends and that he made it abundantly clear with them that the two of you were just very good friends and NOT dating. It was definitely not celebrating the arrest of your costar and that there was absolutely no love triangle going on. That you and Henry are NOT dating and are NOT having sex and you never wanted to date nor have sex with Dan either.

She calls you and the two of you talk and she asks if you and Henry have recently gone to a hiking trail. You tell her yes, because of what happened at the counseling center and Henry needed to cool off and wanted to talk, that the two of you went to one after being mobbed this morning. She hums. “I think someone put a tracker on his car then. Because the paparazzi showed up soon after you arrived and were looking for the two of you, they got a couple pictures of his car, but must’ve left before the two of you returned. Don’t let him drive the car anywhere until we can have one of the police officers come and search for a GPS tracker on it.” she instructs you. you tell her it got left at the bowling alley since Henry got too drunk to drive home and you can’t drive a stick shift. She chuckles and tells you she’ll have an officer bring it back to the studio lot once it’s been checked for the tracker.

You frown and ask her why would someone be doing this to the two of you. She says she isn’t sure, but they think your personal assistant is making money off of feeding info about the two of you to the press and paparazzi. You ask her why your PA would do that. She tells you that when they looked into your PA further, they found out she was a HUGE fan of Dan’s and had been pissed when he started showing in interest in you and completely ignoring her. So, she set him up, telling him you wanted him and were just playing hard to get. Which is why he didn’t back off. She’s now pissed he got canned and you didn’t so she’s trying to cause trouble for you.

Henry’s publicist asks you if you’d be willing to help her set a trap for whoever is feeding the info. You tell her you are, and she tells you her plan and tells you the police are willing to help catch the person.

You two decide to set the plan in action in two days since it’s yours and Henry’s only day off for the week as you two are in the final push for filming. She said she will let yours and Henry’s Agents know of the plans and have her make lunch reservations for the two of you at a trusted restaurant Henry likes, “to discuss the Press junket plans”.

She says that the only ones who will know are you, Henry, her, his agent, the officer working your case and the restaurant’s manager, who they know won’t reveal his reservation. The day before, she tells you to let it slip to your personal assistant of the lunch plans at the restaurant. She tells you to do it where no one else will hear. Then, if the paparazzi appear, the police will go after your personal assistant and hopefully that's it for leaks, since they found out your counselor was also feeding info to the press and is now being sued by the studio on your behalf, for breach of contract and breaking client confidentiality. She tells you that the counselor will lose her license and never be able to practice because of this.

You ask who will be your assistant then, if yours is leaking info. She says the studio already agreed that you and Henry will share one for the rest of filming and PR, and she will get a raise since she will be helping the two of you if this hunch is right.

You yawn and thank her for her help. She tells you to have a good night and you both hang up.

Laying down on the bed, you struggle to fall asleep. You sneak into Henry’s room and grab the t-shirt he had worn earlier today. You brought it to your nose and smelled it. Grinning because it smelled like him, you take it back to the couch and pull it over your pillow. You wrap yourself in the comforter and snuggle the pillow and fall asleep pretending it's Henry.

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A Little R&R

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Simon x Fem. Reader

Warnings: Some sexual references.

Word Count: 2,110

“Mmhm, well, you’re gonna see a noticeable change if you keep that up.”

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Nobody has ever said that being a doctor is easy work. As a matter of fact, being in any job in medical field is probably one of the most demanding jobs there can possibly be. However, you had gone through a lot of school to become a doctor and while it was hard work, it was rewarding work. Nothing filled you with more joy than helping others. It was something that made you super passionate. It reminded you that, despite the fall, there’s still good in the world. 

With that being said, there were still times when the workload did sometimes get to be a bit much. At least before, when you were in a legit hospital, you had nurses and other doctors to provide their hands-on help. Now, it was pretty much just you. If you were lucky, Simon or another savior might be able to offer some minimal help, but in an overall sense, you were on your own. Another challenge refers to the more sanitary side of things. Since you weren’t in a hospital, the infirmary wasn’t as sterilized as you wanted it to be. You cleaned the infirmary from ceiling to floor every single day and as often as you could. You always deep cleaned your tools and sterilized them, but at the end of the day there was no way for everything to be completely clean. 

The worst part of it, though, was the fact that you had every single solitary patient. Obviously, if you’re the only doctor, then everyone is going to come to you. Some days you would have one person come in and some days you would have 40 people come in. It just varied from day to day. Your absolute least favorite day was check-up day. After you had been at the Sanctuary for about a year (and Negan realized you were there to stay) he found it necessary for every savior to have an annual checkup. Everyone. On the same day. 

The first year you had to do it was absolute hell. Everyone showed up at random times during the day and there was no order whatsoever. However, the next year, you put a system in order. Every savior would have to come at a specific time, starting with the highest in command to the lowest (this was per Negan’s request). So, Negan always went first, Simon next, and so on and so forth. You usually averaged about one savior every fifteen minutes. Which doesn’t sound that bad, but considering there’s an average of about 150 to 200 saviors, it makes out to be a long day of work. 

It was checkup day, November 11th to be exact. You had made sure to hydrate plenty the day before and get a good night of sleep, because you were not taking any breaks to try and get this over with quicker. Sure enough, you heard Negan’s familiar voice in the doorway at 6:00 A.M. sharp;

“Well, good morning, doc!” He chirped. 

You gave a smile;

“Negan.” You said acknowledging his presence.

Negan always went first because he was indeed highest in command. He also liked to just get it over with so he could still get a useful day of work. He knew the drill. He stripped off his signature leather jacket, setting it on the chair in the corner with his beloved Lucille. He had this rather unsettling smirk on his face. As much as you respected him as a leader, he could be quite disrespectful to you. Not in a “I don’t respect your feelings kind of way”, but he was known as a ladies man (his multiples wives as evidence to that). It didn’t at all offend or bother him to have a woman put her hands on him, in a professional way or not. He sat on the table as you began his checkup exam. He stayed silent for a little while, but you knew it wouldn’t last. As you were listening to his lungs and overall breathing, he spoke;

“You know, if you really want to see how I can handle myself, you can close that door and I’ll just show you.” He prided. 

You hushed him, waving a hand in front of his face. You couldn’t properly hear what you were listening for if he was talking. You stayed quiet as you finished listening to his lungs before you answered. You hung the stethoscope around your neck as you tested his reflexes.

“Now, that’s not a very professional thing to say to your doctor is it?” You said grabbing the reflex hammer off of the counter. 

He shrugged;

“I mean, doctor-patient confidentially, right? Or does that not apply anymore?” He asked. 

“No, it does...depending on who you are,” You said truthfully. 

You tested Negan’s reflexes on his knees, noting that his response was a little slow;

“Reflexes are delayed,” You said taking the back of his hand and checking for dehydration. Nada. “Did you drink last night?”

He nodded as you wrote it down on his chart. He was healthy as a horse. 

“Well, other than the reflexes, you’re good to go,” You said truthfully. 

Negan smiled;

“Sweet,” He said getting off of the table and retrieving his jacket and weapon of choice. 

“Will you send Simon in, please?” You asked.

Negan zipped his jacket;

“As long as you two promise to behave in here.” Negan said approaching the doorway and motioning for Simon who was right outside. 

Simon walked in, Negan giving him a slight glare as he left. Simon raised a brow and looked at you;

“What was that about?” He asked. 

You rolled your eyes;

“Turned him down. Again.” You said referring to his advances. 

That wasn’t at all an uncommon occurrence. Negan was always trying to pick you up and had even thrown a marriage proposal your way before. All to which you denied and continue to deny every time. It was kind of a running joke between you and Simon now;

“Shocker,” He said pulling you to him, “Mornin’, baby.” 

You gave him a quick kiss;

“Hi.” You replied. 

He sat on the exam table, eager to get this over with. He hated going to the doctor, although he was willing to make an exception. You checked his eyes and ears first, both in perfect condition. You checked his lungs and breathing next, as you had done with Negan.

“Take off your shirt, please.” You asked. 

He smirked as he lifted it over his head;

“Yes ma’am.” He set his shirt aside and winced at the cold metal of the stethoscope against his back. 

His hands were on yours hips, rubbing in circles as you listened to his breathing and heart beat. His heart rate was a little elevated, but that was most likely from the fact that he was raking you over. You were asking just some general questions (all of which you knew the answer to) along the way. You had your hands at his neck, feeling for any swollen or tender lymph nodes;

“Have you had skin irritation or any noticeable changes to your body lately?” You asked as you felt his neck gently, his skin sensitive to the feel of your touch.

He groaned;

“Mmhm, well, you’re gonna see a noticeable change if you keep that up.” He said. 

You pulled your hands away and tried not to laugh;

“Sorry. I’m almost done.” You said reaching for a tongue depressor.

“What time do you think you’ll be done?” He asked curiously.

You shrugged and gave a questionable look; 

“Late for sure. Open wide,” You instructed, “Maybe midnight?” 

You checked his throat for any signs of inflamed tonsils or strep throat as he attempted to speak a response that was just muffled;

“Huh?” You asked taking the depressor away. 

“I said to come to my room when you do get off. I’ll be up.” He repeated.

You nodded, jotting the final notes on his chart;

“You don’t have to wait up for me.” You kindly said.

“Sure, I do. I want to.” He retorted.

You smiled, and sighed contently when you finished his examination;

“Well, my love, you are in perfectly good health.”

He laughed at your monotonous tone and slipped his shirt back on, before standing back up;

“Do you have any breaks today?” He asked.

“Nope. Straight shot from start to finish.” You replied.

He nodded with a slight grimace. He hated seeing you work yourself too hard. But you wouldn’t do it any other way. He kissed you again before leaving;

“I’ll see you tonight. Don’t work too hard.”

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The day went by horribly slow. Person after person came through. You repeated the same tests over and over until you felt like you’d freaking pass out. Finally, low and behold, you examined the very last savior at around 12:15 AM. Basically 18 hours of straight work with no breaks. Honestly, it should’ve been longer than that, but some exams didn’t take as long as others. You were exhausted and drained. You cleaned the infirmary as usual, used the shower, and finally were lights out at 12:45. You locked up and straggled to Simon’s room, which felt like miles away. You walked into his room and, sure enough, he was awake and waiting for you. 

You looked tired, to say the least. He offered a comforting smile;

“Hey. All done?” He asked. 

“All done.” You affirmed. 

Your legs and feet had never hurt so bad in your entire life. You quite literally collapsed onto the bed, letting out a sigh of relief that you felt in your soul. He sat on the end of the bed as you just took a moment to mellow out. Your feet were a horrible shade of dark pink, borderline red from the heavy blood flow from being on your feet all day.

“126. 126 saviors came through. That’s a personal record.” You said with a laugh.

Simon shook his head in disbelief;

“I don’t know how you do it. Anybody that you think will kick the bucket this year?” He asked slightly joking but also not. 

You scoffed;

“From a physical health standpoint, no. Mentally though, that new guy Derek might be in for it if he doesn’t change his attitude,” You stated honestly. 

“Oh, yeah. The tall redheaded guy, right? I think Richie got into a tussle with him a few weeks ago.” Simon said recalling the big fight that went down. 

You hummed in affirmation as you watched him trace circles on your leg lazily with his index finger. You groaned and rubbed your face;

“My feet hurt so bad. I feel like I’ve been standing and walking all day.” You growled. 

Simon got up from the bed and laughed;

“That’s because you have,” He grabbed a bottle off of the dresser and sat back down. You suddenly felt a cold presence and rubbing sensation on your leg. You looked down and let out a groan of relief upon realizing Simon was rubbing your legs and feet;

“You are an absolute angel, you know that?”

He smirked;

“I do my best.” 

His hands worked wonders on your aching lower limbs and appendages. You raised a brow;

“Where did you get lotion from?” You asked examining the dark red, label-less bottle. 

His hand gently gripped and slid down from your knee to your ankle;

“I have my ways,” He grinned; “I thought you outta know that by now.”

“You’re still full of surprises. I never know what tricks you have up your sleeve.” You laughed heartily. 

He still grinned;

“Yeah, well, I gotta keep it interesting,” He joked, “No, but I found this last week. I’ve just been meaning to give it to you.” 

The lotion’s scent was so good and so calming. You definitely could’ve fallen asleep right where you were.

“At least I know I’ll sleep good tonight.” You stated. 

“Speaking of, I think it’s time to call it a night.” He said rubbing the last bit of lotion in and returning the bottle to the dresser.

You groaned and rolled over to your side of the bed with him quickly sliding into his side. You rested yourself against his side, immediately feeling like you were about to fall asleep. Before you drifted off, however, he softly said a few last words for the night;

“You really do keep this place running,” He said kissing your head, “I love you. And I’m really proud of you and everything that you do.”

You looked up at him sleepily, kissing him softly before falling asleep in the arms of the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

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How I Met Your Mother-

Colby Brock × Reader

Chapter Eleven is here...

Chapter Twelve: Room 333

**disclaimer** in this story, Y/n goes with them to the Langham hotel, the one that they filmed for their channels.

Word Count 1,653

Warnings: light angst and cussing

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Sam and I have been planning this trip for a long time. We have been wanting to go to this haunted hotel for what feels like forever! I want to take Y/n along with us because she has never been to anything actually haunted before. She has been to events for Halloween before but this is different, it is actually real. 

"Baby, do you want to come on this trip with us?"

Y/n "I'm down, where is it?" I told her where the hotel was and how far away it is from Los Angeles. "Yeah! What time do we leave?"

"In a couple of hours, it is still pretty early so we can stay in bed for a bit if you want."

Y/n "mmm yes please." She climbs back on top of my body and falls back asleep for another hour.

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It is now 12:23 p.m and we are all eating before we hit the road. 

Corey "Are you excited?"

Y/n "Hell yeah I am!"

Jake "You're not at all scared?"

Y/n "Not really. I mean I'm sure it'll be scary if shit happens but if nothing happens then what's so scary about staying in an old hotel?"

Sam "She is your soulmate, Colby."

I blush and start laughing, "I know this! She is like me but a female!"

Y/n "It's the best, isn't it?!"

"It's pretty cool, baby girl." 

Sam "Well this place seems legit. Everything that I have read about it is all haunting stories. Shit flying off of the walls and dressers. Blankets moving off of guests while they sleep...it's insane."

Y/n "great….not at all scared now, thanks Sammy."

Sam "Hey, don't shoot the messenger!"

"Don't worry baby, I'll keep you safe." She leans into me so that I can kiss her forehead. This is going to be so much fun having my girl tag along with us!

….

I drove my red Corolla while Sam sat passenger, Y/n sat in the middle between Jake and Corey. The drive was three hours long, straight shot. Once we got to the hotel, we got all of our cameras and the rest of our belongings and headed to the front desk. 

Corey "This place just screams haunted..jesus!"

Jake "Really Corey? Already? We just got here."

Corey "Sorry Jake...I can't help that this place just screams demonic!"

I grab Y/n's hand and start laughing at Corey's crazy response. Even though he was being dead serious, it was hilarious the way he said it. 

Y/n "I will have to agree with you, Corey...it looks way scarier in person."

Corey "THANK YOU! We should bring her more often, now I can have someone to agree with me that this is a fucking bad idea!"

Sam "brother….it's only for the next...12 hours."

Jake "Oh yeah...only 12 hours...easy peasy!"

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The front desk Manager "Hello, welcome to the Langham hotel!"

"Hello, yes we have a reservation for room 333 and 334"

The Manager "Oh yes, under Cole Brock and Corey Scherer?"

"Yes, that is us!"

The Manager "Very good, I'll just need a way of payment and then you all can be on your way." I handed him my credit card and then he handed me the room key.

Jake "Bro..I have to ask you, is this hotel really haunted?"

The Manager smirks "Well you will find out sooner rather than later."

Corey "Oh fuck this bro! Are you kidding me?!" Y/n's face dropped and I could see the little bit of nervousness in her face. 

Sam "This is gonna be a fun night boys!"

Y/n "haha! Yeah..super fun boys!" I wrap my arm around her shoulders to keep her close to me. 

I whisper to her, "You good baby?"

Y/n "Yeah..just creeped out."

"It'll be fine, I'm sure that nothing will even happen. It's just for fun okay?" She giggles and agrees with me. Oh I was so wrong...so wrong!

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As soon as we got in the room, our equipment started going off the charts. The meter spiked red immediately.

Corey "I am not staying here, bro."

"Yes you are, I already paid." 

Jake "These meters are a joke. Anything electric can set it off, this means nothing." I hate how negative Jake can be sometimes during these trips. He isn't completely wrong but it has to be more, right?

Sam "Wow! Did y'all hear that?"

Y/n "I heard it! It sounded like a little kid screaming!"

Sam "Yeah! You guys didn't hear that?" We all say no.

Y/n "Babe..that was so loud, how did you not hear it?"

"I wasn't really paying attention."

Jake "I never pay attention."

Sam "Yes, we know Jake."

That made her laugh a little bit. I hand Sam the camera and go behind Y/n and wrap my arms around her waist. 

"I'm not gonna leave your side, okay baby?" She nods and relaxes a bit. She can fool the other guys into thinking that she isn't scared but not me, I know her better than anyone and she is terrified. 

The night goes on. We walked around the whole hotel, getting some spikes on our meter and heard some voices that we couldn't really pinpoint where they came from. I didn't let go of Y/n's hand the entire time, even when I filmed so that Sam could have a break I either had her hand or she had her arm latched on to mine. Once we got back to our hotel room, Y/n laid down on the bed while Jake and Corey got their room set up for the night and Sam charged the camera. 

Sam "That was spooky, huh?"

Y/n "yeah..some of the voices I heard were really strange."

"Do you think we caught everything on camera?"

Sam "I don't know here," he hands me the camera so that I can look through the footage of the night. As soon as I started scrolling through the videos, we heard a soft moan come from the bathroom. I looked up at Sam for validation and he looked at Y/n and we all heard it.

I immediately got up from the bed, pulled Y/n into my side and we got our belongings and headed to Jake and Corey's room.

"Dude, dude, dude, dude! There was a moan!"

Corey "what?!"

"There was a fucking moan coming from our fucking bathroom!"

Sam "We all heard it."

Y/n "it sounded like one of us made the noise but we didn't...that's how clear it was!"

Jake "Alright...I am kind of freaked out guys."

Y/n "can we please leave?"

Sam "We only have 4 more hours to stay here...why don't we just all go to bed?"

Y/n looks up at me with fear in her eyes, I grab her face and kiss her quickly. 

"Everything is fine baby...let's just go to bed." That's where I regretted it...we should've left when she wanted too.

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Sam slept on the left side of the bed, Y/n was in the middle and I am on the right side. We fall asleep after a few minutes of chatting. In the middle of the night, Y/n jolts up from a dead sleep and screams.

"WHAT? WHAT BABY?" I look down and the blanket is completely ripped off of the entire bed.

Sam "Oh my god! Go, go, go!"

We all got our belongings packed up and we walked towards the door but before we reached it, the door bangs. As if someone is trying to break into it. We all scream and Y/n falls into me. 

Sam "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"HOW CAN A SPIRIT DO THAT?!" Sam walks up to the door and looks through the peephole.

Sam "there...is no one there."

Y/n "Oh my god let's get the fuck out of here!" Sam yanks the door open and we run out of room 333. The boys heard all the screaming and they packed up in a hurry and we got out of there by 6:52 a.m.

We got in the car and everyone is out of breath and really shaken up. I told Jake and Corey everything that happened and they almost didn't believe me.

Corey "I heard a loud bang..I thought it was one of you using the bathroom or something!"

Sam "No brother! That was the freaking door!"

Jake "I think that this was the most evidence that we have ever caught."

"Just wait until you all see the footage, we caught more than ya think."

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Once we got home, we immediately went through the footage of tonight's events. We got all of the whispers and moans that we heard throughout the hallways. We got bangs and creeks that we didn't even hear! We caught the blankets being ripped off of our bed and the loud moan. Lastly, we got the bang on the door. 

Corey "I'm so glad I didn't stay in room 333 dude...that shit was crazy!"

Jake "Yeah..nothing happened in our room."

Y/n "Awesome."

Sam "Well we got the proof that we needed! I say we edit it later on today and we all shower and go back to bed." We all agree and Y/n and I go to our room.

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"Wanna join me in the shower babe?" She sleepily agrees and we both wash each other. Once we got into bed, we melted into the mattress like it was butter.

Y/n "That was scary...I didn't believe in the supernatural until last night."

"Yeah...I haven't experienced anything like that before, are you okay?"

Y/n "Yeah, I'm good. Thanks for not leaving my side babe."

"Never."

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[andyparxia]

Military

A boy was crying and yelling. “I don't want to go to military when I grow up,” The mother annoyed assured him that since he is only 12, there is still 6 years to go. That is a long time, perhaps in 6 years the rules has changed. Maybe its not a requirement anymore, and more of a choice. The stupid fucking boy stopped crying and thought "perhaps you're right mother, perhaps indeed."

6 years later

The boy now 18 years old was quite miserable going to carpenter school. "I don't want to go to school today," he said to his mother. "Just finish this year and you can do something else," the mother said. Little did he know that there was a surprise for him in the mail box. A letter just for the boy. "Who would send me letters?," the boy thought. He slit open the letter and got quite nervous. "Yikes, its from the government."

"YOU ARE HEREBY FORCED TO TRAVEL TO A BUILDING WHERE WE CAN TEST IF YOU ARE ELIGIBLE TO BE SUBBMITED TO THE MILITARY. IF YOU DO NOT SHOW UP, YOU'RE GOING TO JAIL LOL" - The Military

PTSD from 6 years ago came rushing down. "Mother was wrong all along" he said. How can a mother be wrong? How can the government do this to a little boy like me? Barely out of the womb and now straight into fucking war.

Day of the testing months later

Lucky for the boy he had legit reason to take a day of school. "I'm so happy I won't get a mark on my day of from school". Only times you have a legit reason and wont get punished at school for it is for testing like these, or funerals. And it did feel like a funeral, the boys freedom had officially died. "My freedom" he cried inside while on the train.

The boy had to follow people that was going to the same place, because he had no fucking clue where to go. He wasn't used to being on the road alone. Eventually they did find the place and the waiting started. Hours later sitting at a very uncomfortable chair someone called his name "ANDRÉ". It was for the doctor. The boy sat down and the doctor asked all kinds of questions. "Any mental problems?" "Any health problems?" "Problems in the family?" Nope nope nope the boy said to it all. "what a dull boy," the doctor probably was thinking. Time for sound test. The Doctor put the boy in a soundproof box and played certain tones. The boy had to click a button for every time he heard a tone. Little did the doc know that this dull little boy was being a little cheeky. He didn't press every time he heard the tone. "that'll show him," the boy badly smiled. "looks good," the doc said happily. "Fuck". The boy was disappointed. Back to the chair with him.

What felt like hours later they gathered all the boys for math tests. "Another chance to fake my results" the cheeky little boy thought. He suddenly noticed that by every random answer on the page, there was a very subtle dot drawn by a pencil. The military had just reused old papers from older contestants. The boy stupidly picked every answer that had the dot and it probably made him look like some math genius. So by picking all the wrong answers he picked the right.. Back to the chair. Hours later he was called in one last time by a dude that asked him all kind of questions. "Do you want to go to the military?". "Fuck no" the boy thought, "No," the boy said. After bunch of questions the boy was free to leave and head home. "I probably wont get called in for military in 1 year time" he thought to himself. Surely my answers was dumb enough for me to not get called in?

One year later.

Another letter in the mail.

"YOU ARE HEREBY FORCED TO TRAVEL TO THE MILLITARY, THE SEA MILITARY SPECIALLY BECAUSE WE KNOW YOU HATE THE SEA AND GET SEASICK VERY FUCKING EASILY. IF YOU DONT GO WE SEND YOU TO JAIL LOL" - The Military.

The boy was not amused. Finally done with school and now to military. 

The day of

The boy couldn't sleep, he only had hours before he had to leave. He got a brilliant idea to watch a 3 hour long new Lynch movie that just came out. So instead of sleeping, he watched a 3 hour long acid trip of a film. Brilliant idea.

The mother was teary eyed knowing she wouldn't see the son for a couple of years. Meanwhile the sleep depraved boy was sure he was coming back soon. "No fucking way I'm staying" he thought. "Told you so" he said to his mother while giving her a hug and off to military with him. 8 hours train ride went quick, he was listening to some bad Dane Cook show while thinking of that fucking film. "What the fuck did I watch".

He arrived at the station. Yet again no idea where to go. The boy found some poor souls that was going to the same camp, together they found the bus and away they went. The camp wasn't far away, 15 minute bus ride. The boy was surprised how local the camp was compared to the city. Like a big playground in the middle of civilisation. But instead of children running around playing, these grown ass men are running around playing war. The gates opened at the first thing he saw was people walking in groups, mighty impressive coordinated groups. Rifles on their shoulders, swinging them around like a show.

The boys got showed around and eventually ended up in a big gym. Bags in the floor while police and dogs sniffed out for drugs. Even though the boy was clean he was still nervous that the dog found something. Couple stoners was sweating beside him, and the dog barked. The boy was jealous of the stoners, "lucky them" he thought. They can leave and he was stuck here. After the drug sniffing, all the boys was pushed to the cinema of the camp. There they had to wait for all the other people getting sniffed out. A film were showing the the people waiting, it was "The Hills Have Eyes 2" from 2007. The boy found it a bit weird to sit in a cinema in a military camp watching a film with gore and people getting raped, but it was what it was.The film turned off suddenly. All the boys were done getting sniffed. Everyone was now in the cinema. 

"PEOPLE THAT ARE STAYING SIT IN ROW 1-3". "PEOPLE THAT HAVE A LEGIT REASON TO LEAVE, GO SIT IN ROW 4 AND UP" a dude yelled. "Oh fuck what do I do? I don't want to stay, but I have no legit reason to stay other than a note from the doctor that say that I have "snapping hips"". “Fuck it”, the boy went to row 4 and sat down. Luckily a bunch of other people followed suit. They were around 10 all together. "THE PUSSIES, FOLLOW ME", the man yelled (not really but he was 100% thinking it). All the pussy boys follow the man trough the playground. He stopped at a house. "Here you sleep for tonight, tomorrow after breakfast you are going to see a doctor to see if you have a LEGIT reason to leave. Good night." The boys went inside. There were pool tables, tv with news playing. All kinds of fun shit to do. The boy sat in the corner while all the other pussy boys were bitching about how they wanted to leave. This felt good to the boy, knowing there were other boys like him there. 

It was getting late and all the boys went up to the bedroom to sleep. The boy was shocked to see that all the beds did not have the beddings already put on. The boy had never done it himself. He struggled getting it on, so he eventually he had to ask for help. Ashamed the boy went to bed, very quickly falling asleep. A sleep that was quite comfortable and he slept very well. (No kappa).

The next day

A dude with a fucking bell in the hall woke up all the boys. "Time for shower and breakfast". The boy had never showered with other people in his life, he always avoided it like the plague, so he avoided it this time as well. The boy grew more pathetic by the minute. They all went outside to the dining hall, it was dark as fuck. Dark and cold. There was a long line outside of the dining hall. It took about 20 minutes to finally get in, eat stale bread with cheese while listening to a hall for of noise. "I got to get the fuck out," the boy thought. After the food all the pussies got pushed to a building where all the doctors were located. There was a tv in the waiting room playing "Band of Brothers". Nothing more ironic watching people getting blown up in the war on tv in the waiting room of a military camp. Outside the window the boy was watching people doing push ups. "Thank God I'm not one of them, I literally cant even do one push up". DING, the boy got an idea. He has a note from the doctor about snapping hips (Which means that many of his joins snaps every time he moves them in a certain way), which makes push ups and sit ups quite painful. Not to mention that he doesn't shower with other people, because he often got to clean his hairy asshole in a hard way. "Cant bend over like that in the shower in front of people, neither can one go around with poopy asshole", the boy thought. The boy now had an legit excuse. Hairy asshole and snapping hips.

Literally hours later the boy got called in. He now has a plan. "So why do you not want to stay?", the doctor asked. "Well I don't want to shower with other people and I have snapping hips.". "Why don't you want to shower with other people?" the doc asked. "Well I'm very hairy... a certain place." he said. "Most boys are hairy, its very normal" doc laughed. "uhm, I got a hairy asshole", the boy shamefully said. "Oh, and snapping hips, I can write a recommendation to release you." The doctor said. The boy could breath out in relief.. The doctor printed out something, made the boy sign it. "Take this to the gate, show it and wait for your bags to be delivered". The boy shook his hand and walked to the gate. There he met other pussies also waiting, "lucky them" he thought, "Maybe they have hairy assholes as well". 

He waited for his bag and he could finally leave. The boy looked back at the adult playground, smiling at all the grown ass dudes running around like it was important. "So long" the boys menacingly thought. The boy took the bus back to town. He has never felt that free, free to  do whatever (not even 12 years later that feeling has been that strong). No more Military, no more school. He walked around the town in a bliss. Visited a local DVD shop and bought a bunch of DVD's. A imported DVD of Eraserhead was one of them (which he sold 12 years later kind of regretting not keeping it for the memory). He then sat at the station waiting for the train to come, looking at his shiny new DVD's. The train ride back was quite painful, the boy had forgot to take a piss this whole trip, and a cute looking lady was sitting beside him blocking the way. Better not disturb the lady and just be in pain instead. Eight hours later he texted his sister to ask come get him, not even telling his parents of his arrival. A funny prank he thought. The sister drove him home and he ringed the bell. "I'm home", he said. The parents was probably very disappointed learning that they couldn't get that 1 year break away from him, but the boy couldn't care less. The boy can now go back to watch movies and game. And he gamed happily ever after.

[thewayiremember]

EPISODE 2

July 6, 09:47 AM

The official police statement is that I was found brutally beaten in a narrow alley near the movie theater I was supposed to be at around that time.

 THE THINGS I KNOW:

The movie was to start at 7 PM

Complete blackout

I was found at 11:40 by a woman, who when calling 911 reported she had found a dead body because according to her I wasn’t breathing and my body parts were not really where they should be, but thank God the paramedics who rushed to the place didn’t entirely believe her judgments. It turned out that she didn’t even get close to me because she was too scared, and from a distance, I looked much worse than I did in reality.

The police later found out by looking into the security cameras that I wasn’t present at the movie theater that night

The police are annoyed because they don't believe in my memory loss and think I just don’t want to tell them where I went that evening.

My parents don’t believe me either. They asked me about a thousand times now why did I lie to them about going to the movies. Well, we don’t know if I lied to you, do we? To confirm that, I would have to KNOW that, and I DON’T KNOW that. Thanks for being supportive and not making me feel guilty.

  It’s ridiculous to talk about. It’s ridiculous to even write about. But it is true, I did travel back in time. I keep having flashbacks of a teenage girl yelling at me that if I don’t do anything it will be my fault and that I need to go back to the day that it happened. But WHAT happened? I think her name was Nora? It all feels like a memory long forgotten.

I’ve been avoiding thinking about it because every time I do my stomach drops. I don’t want to get involved, I don’t care. Why should I? It’s not my fault I don’t remember. I want to be a dentist, not a detective. And I’m not a kid anymore who’s excited to run around the city solving mysteries. I don’t care about what happened to me. I'm fine! Stuff happens, let me move on.

11:30 AM  

I asked a nurse if she could give me some more painkillers today because I couldn’t bare staying in bed for another day. She said “No problem”, but I’m pretty sure she gave me some sugar-filled pills since I don’t feel any better. Nice try, lady!

Apparently,I'm the only one who didn’t know this place had a cafeteria downstairs because when I went there people were having a legit breakfast party. It was too loud,so I ordered a coffee to go and took off immediately. Where do all those people get their energy from so early in the morning? Oh, coffee, probably. Nevermind. I went to the mini-park instead. Nice benches, nice grass, nice… fence? Yeah, I don’t have anything to say about this park. It’s nice cause it’s at the back of the hospital, so you can’t really hear any cars driving by. Yeah, that’s what I call a smart design, that’s it, right there.

I haven’t heard from Bobbie and Nicole for seven days now. They went camping on some kind of meditation program that Bobbie was really excited to go to and he tried everything to make us go with him. I don’t know how he managed to bribe Nicole into this, but there just wasn’t a chance that I’d spent a whole week without my phone or Internet whatsoever. So maybe that’s just karma that got me beaten for turning my back on a friend. Nah, I’d probably ruin the experience for Bobbie with my moodiness anyway. I like to think that I’m letting them gather their energy back that they lose by putting up with me. It’s a good thing. I’m a good friend.

They should be back by 7 PM. Today. They don’t know what’s happened. I mean, me neither, but I need to give them some kind of explanation. Do I prepare them first, somehow? Do I text them what happened, or do I wait till I’m back home tomorrow and we see each other in person? Do they want me to wait, or are they going to be angry that I didn’t want them to visit me here? Because I think I don’t. It’s depressing in here. People get triggered by hospitals. They get all miserable, it gets awkward, they don’t know what to say because they feel the need to feel sorry for everybody. And I don’t want to be felt sorry for. I’m fine.

Telling them thatI had a car crash crosses my mind for a second. That way I would skip the uncomfortable part of losing my memory and they could tell me all about their boring trip, that I’m actually weirdly keen on hearing. I kind of miss interacting with people. I know I always say that I love being alone, and I still stand by it. I recharge by being alone. But let me tell you, this place has recharged me pretty quickly. Or has it completely drained me and it’s not the lack of interaction itself that I miss, but just the lack of interaction with healthy people?  Yeah, I can’t tell.

3:10 PM

Nathaniel, buddy, my hospital bestie, did they treat you good today? Are you comfy, do you need me to adjust your pillow? Here, let me… Better? Yeah, it is. Sorry I haven’t been around that much this morning, but do you remember when I told you that I wanted to explore this hospital some more before I leave? Yeah, and I’m leaving tomorrow morning, so, today had to be the day. Did you know there’s a mini-park at the back? And somewhere above us, there’s also have a mini-church. And when I say church I mean a room with a hanging crucifix on the wall. I’ haven't found any mini-synagogues or mini-mosques, though. Are you religious? Probably not. But how do you feel about Christmas?

Oh yeah, I talk to him like that. I just googled how likely is it for an unconscious person to hear me, and it said there’s a 25% chance. I’m doomed. I must look like Kathy Bates in “Misery” to him now that I think about it. When you wake up and you want to fill a lawsuit against me… I’ll be waiting.

I was out of bed for 4,5 hours and I’m completely exhausted. Is that how elderly people feel all the time? I hope not. I was planning on being an active senior. That’s how I see myself in 50 years. Hiking, biking, maybe even running. I’d be the coolest grandpa.

8:30 PM

I just took a 3 hour nap. Great, good luck falling asleep tonight. I’m looking around the room to see if I have to start packing today, but I guess I don’t have that many things here with me anyway, so, I’ll leave it for tomorrow. My mom is picking me up at 11 AM so I’ll have plenty of time to do it. If my last morning blood test results are all good that is, but I’m sure they will be.

I just got a text from Bobbie. Here’s the screenshot:

BOBBIE: Guess who’s back! Come over and don’t forget to bring your PJs. I promise I won’t be boring you with any meditation stories. Nicole said she won’t be attending my Sleepover Night because apparently, she’s tired of sleeping with me.

ME (wanting to sound neutral): Sounds great, but I can’t. See you tomorrow?

BOBBIE: What’s wrong?

God, he’s annoying. Of course he knows there’s something wrong.

ME (trying to keep it real but not reveal where I am so that he doesn’t get a wrong impression and think that I’m dying): Nothing serious, stop worrying. I’m free after 12, you down?

BOBBIE (thinking I need a lecture from him): Every time you have a problem you stop talking to me? Have you noticed? You avoid me until you solve it alone and you’re able to just tell me all about it afterward. Include me in the story sometimes.

But yes, I’m down, after 12 it is.

Yes, I have noticed. And I wouldn’t include him this time either, but since the story of why I woke up in the hospital isn’t over yet, I kind of have to include him, don’t I? I don’t want them to make a big deal out of it and I know they will. It’s not THAT serious. I’m fine!

[i-am-jazzy13]

Dear ******

Dear ******,

I’m not expecting anything from you, especially not a text or call. Most of what I’ve been thinking every day since the day I walked out of your house is how you never once texted me or at least said SOMETHING. Why not explain what you know I saw but of course you didn’t and you never tried to. As the days went on I saw that wasn’t going to happen and you obviously didn’t care anymore so why would I keep trying? Why keep texting my so-called boyfriend when every text sounds like I'm such a bother? Legit I tried to run through so many excuses and dumb ass scenarios for HOURS in my head to explain hat I saw and came up with absolutely nothing. Now I never cared if we would argue I just hated your reaction was to get loud and shut down. Why would I want to deal with that? Like you would talk at me and not to me and last time I checked I was your girlfriend, not your child. Communication was something I never saw a good side of growing up and you blowing the little things out of proportion just made me sure that we wouldn’t be able to actually TALK about it. It would just be you yelling and getting loud. BUT that doesn't excuse the fact that I should have communicated that seeing the app had pissed me off or maybe even brought up the earrings you were so certain was mine. But it wouldn’t have helped and it wouldn't have fixed us. Why couldn’t you come to me as a man and say you wanted to pursue someone else? I’m chill as hell and trust I wouldn’t have been as mad as having to find out on my own. When we started talking you were like “ I have enough friends I want something serious now”. That made my whole WEEK! Like I was grinning from ear to ear because for once someone was choosing me and I didn't have to work extra hard. I still smile when I remember our first date. We went to Dave and Buster and it was another great night just full of laughter and smiling and bliss. I can replay it in my mind so vividly because that was the first night you said "I love you" after like 6 months of us just "chilling". You were the very first man I ever said I love you back to. Normally I clam up and never talk to the guy again but with you, I felt so vulnerable and free and for once something was really easy for me. But happiness doesn't last forever because when I had gone to LA for my egg donation surgery and YOU had a blood test done because you weren't feeling all too well for quite some time. Perfect timing your results came back when I was in LA and they weren't good. That day, October 29th was the day you paused our relationship, it was the day we should have walked away and just forgot about each other. Left things while they were still fresh and new. In my heart, I truly feel like we should have ended things right then and there. You treated me as if I was your enemy and all I wanted to do was to be your friend at that moment, not your girlfriend, YOUR FRIEND... But you kept me at arms length. Seriously do you know how much pain I was in then during that time? I had JUST lost my dad, had surgery, and just got off the plane the same night as my surgery but there I was worried about you. You know you did not once ask me how I was after the surgery or how I was dealing with my dad's death. I thought that your problems were most important but they should have been most important to YOU, not to ME. I always made you my number one priority and I can't blame anyone for that other than me. I stayed with you out of comfort and didn't want to have to go through all of the beginning bullshit I'd have to start all over again and that was wrong. I apologize for that. When you told me I could leave right then and there, I chose to stay. I was sure we’d be fine once you got your medicine but you would get mad over the littlest of things like I was trying to make you hurt or something. I remember your rules no touching, no kissing, nothing and it didn’t bother me until you would push me away literally. You didn’t want to have sex and that was fine. I wanted to hold you, love on you, make sure you knew I was there. I was determined to fight for that relationship. The intimacy I was longing for wasn’t sex and it was never about sex. It was your touch, your hands on my thigh, kisses on my neck. Sheesh, the things that gave me butterflies before everything had to change. Truth moment: I’ve found used condoms when we weren’t having sex in your room, those ugly cheap ass hoop earrings, and perfume. But I made excuses for everything I found. Because I didn’t think you’d cheat when you weren’t even looking at me with any type of desire. Like damn, why would he cheat and he keeps telling me he can’t be with me? It legit didn’t make sense. So I tried to make sense of things then I just stopped believing the things that I saw. Nope, he wouldn’t say he loves me and cry about real personal shit to turn out to be on POF, nope not ******. He wouldn't do that to me. But it was hard though. It was really fucking hard on me because we went from literally having sex every day we saw each other and damn sure touching each other to only touching each other when it was okay with you. I’d touch you and you’d push me away or tell me to stop. So I stopped expecting it because when we did try it always felt like you had something to prove but I never asked you to become a pornstar in bed. NEVER. I remember you started to take your phone to the bathroom, changed your notifications so it doesn’t show on the screen. Like damn, I’m not going to go through your phone and I would never want to but that was something else that was never said just thought. Our texts even started to become robotic and forced after a while because I could feel myself losing something that I spent time rebuilding. I could feel myself caring more about making you happy rather than myself. It felt very one-sided after a while. I’d have to start conversations saying the same thing every single day. That got very exhausting. The night I left is just like the night that we went to Dave and Buster in the sense that I will NEVER forget it. I remember it so vividly; we were supposed to be getting something to eat, so we went through all of the restaurants near your house then bing bing. The first thing that shows up on your phone while we were looking at places is a POF notification. Now I was heated which is why we settled on checkers to take-out versus a sit-down restaurant. You even tried to lighten the mood at Checkers but the only thing I wanted YOU to tell me is what the app was for or maybe why do you have it. I kept thinking, "please tell me it’s not what it seems like, please just say something". You didn’t... You went the whole fucking day without mentioning it. Like damn how rude could you be? So I don’t deserve the truth or honesty, right? I supported you, cared for you, trusted you and you just sat there and lied to my fucking face. So I left that night a little after midnight, I waited 12 fucking hours that day and you managed to lay on your back and go to sleep. I felt like there was no explanation to explain what a hook-up app is doing on a brand NEW, recently bought phone. At that point, I think I completely gave the fuck up like checked out and didn't want to check back in. I stopped forcing text messages, I slowed down on my visits until they completely stopped, I gave up on planning every damn date from start to finish. I gave up always having to drive to you all the damn time. I mean I did that crap for 2 years and you came to me three times during our whole relationship. I never asked you for money or sex or materialistic things, just your time and your love and your trust. Why was that so hard to give back? As of now, I do hope this will get me over needing an explanation from you. I don’t want one anymore but I do want to end things better than they did. Which they didn’t really END because I just left so this is MY version of closure. I have no more hard feelings. I don’t even expect you to respond because you didn't when I texted you so keep that same energy. ******, I'm done hoping that you'll see what you missed and come back or text me an actual apology. I'm not going to get it because not everything has a happy ending or ends with communicated closure. Truly I’m done thinking I did something wrong because I now know in my heart I did NOTHING to you. I did learn I was a problem in our relationship in addition to you because I made so many excuses for you, accepted the cheating, the lies, stayed out of comfort and I had to learn the hard way. It does hurt and it definitely left a scar but I'll get way better next time and I'll know how to give it. I do take full responsibility for my mess-ups but I hope you know I didn't act the way I did because I wanted to or because I was so over you. I loved you and I still do but it's not worth thinking about someone who could give a rats ass about me. ******, I was there when you needed a friend and I was there when you couldn't tell your family certain stuff. I can say I never cheated, I never lied to you, and I did love you the whole time so yeah. I forgive you. I want you to be happy and I truly hope 2020 gives you everything you need.

Love Aria

[golbrocklovely]

only the lonely survive // colby brock - chapter seven: you can stay in my arms

A/N: hey guys! haven’t updated in a couple days so i thought i would now. this story is coming along really well, and i’m glad all of you like it. lmk what you think. also if you want to be added to the taglist, hmu :)

description of the story

taglist:  @ajosieface , @localsleeper , @julyrubyrose

trigger warning: major fluff, talks of sex?, swearing

word count: 1790

"...and I started laughing at what he said, right? Then he stops talking, looks at me with a smile on his face, and says "You seem like you'd be fun to tickle"." I said, squishing my face up in disgust.

"Oh my God, why would he do that?" Colby replied, his eyes wide.

"I have no fucking idea. It made me feel so uncomfortable." I stated giggling into my, or technically his, pillow.

If you would have told me a week ago that I would be in Colby Brock's bed, snuggling one of his pillows and talking until the sun was starting to come up about everything and anything, I would have told you that sounds like a pipe-dream.

But here I am, literally doing that.

After he told me about his first and only real love; how her name was Chloe and he met her when he first moved out to LA and how he kept her a secret from the fans only to have her break up with him right before he was going to make it 'official' and hasn't really had a girlfriend since, only flings, we started talking about how terrible both of our love lives were.

Colby rubbed his eyes lightly, "So did he really think telling you that was gonna make you like him?"

I shrugged, "I have no idea. All I know is after he said that, I legit ran away from him and hid until it was safe."

He sighed, giggling quietly, "Has any other dude tried to hit on you like that since?"

"Hell no." I snorted.

He smiled, followed by a yawn. I grabbed my phone laying next to me and checked the time.

6:05 A.M.

"Holy shit it's after six." I gasped, staring at my phone.

Had we really been talking for over five hours?

"Wow. Time flies." He mumbled, grabbing his own phone and looking at the time.

I sat up, "I'm so sorry. Please tell me you didn't have anything plan today. Because if you did, I just ruin-"

"No, don't worry. Today I was just gonna edit a video I filmed a couple days ago. And maybe go out to eat with Brennen, but otherwise no. I had nothing planned," He stated, shaking his head. "Don't worry, you didn't ruin anything."

I let out a breath, relieved, "Oh thank God. I would have felt like shit if I fucked up your plans."

"You're good." He smiled sleepily.

I mumbled, "We should probably go to sleep now..."

"Yep."

"I can sleep on the couch, if you wan-"

He shook his head again, "No. You're already here. Besides, this bed is big enough for us both to sleep here. I don't mind you sleeping in my bed."

"Are you sure?" I whispered.

"Go to sleep, Skye." Colby responded, looking into my eyes.

Heat rose into my face as he smiled lightly and turned towards the wall, his back facing me.

I slid under the covers slowly. I propped the pillow up a bit, sliding my arm under it and laying on my stomach. I snuggled, burying my face into the pillow. Before I knew it, I was out like a light.

/  /  /  /

*buzz buzz* *buzz buzz*

What the hell is that noise?

*buzz buzz*

I groaned slightly, irritated from whatever the fuck is making that sound. I peeked one eye open, seeing the noise was my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I reached over and grabbed it. I turned it on, wincing slightly at how bright it was.

 Casey: are you ever coming home??

Casey: hellooooo???????

Casey: if you don't answer, i'm gonna assume Colby murdered you

 I sighed, unlocking my phone, and texting Casey back.

 Skye: I'm fine.

 I locked my phone and turned my head slightly. I glanced around, seeing an unknown hand on my hip.

What the-

My eyes widen slightly. I realized that Colby was right up against me. I could feel his breath on my neck and shoulders. It was deep and low; he's still asleep. His chest was pressed up against my back, his legs against mine.

He's... spooning me?

I take a deep breath, trying to relax. I grabbed my phone again and looked at the time.

12:37 P.M.

Holy shit, it's late.

*buzz buzz*

I looked at the screen, a new message from Casey.

 Casey: i'm coming to get you. ur telling me EVERYTHING

 I smiled lightly. I looked down at Colby's hand again, reaching for it. I grabbed two of his fingers and slowly remove his hand, placing it by his side. I slid my legs out from under the cover, turning my body and sitting up. I glanced back at his still sleeping form.

Jesus, he's even beautiful when he's asleep.

I stood up and tip toed to his door, peaking back at him one more time. He was laying on his stomach now, face buried into the pillow. I pulled open his door and left his room.

I turned into the bathroom that he and Sam share, checking my appearance. Combing my hair with my fingers, I brushed it down to look somewhat presentable. I left the bathroom and headed down the steps. I could hear voices coming from the kitchen. It sounded like Sam's voice. I heard a girl responded to him, his girlfriend Kat. They both stopped talking once they heard my footsteps, looking up to see me.

Shit.

"Skye?" Sam questioned, cocking his head to the side.

I wave slightly, "Heyyy."

"I didn't know you came over." He replied, sitting up in his chair a bit.

"Um... yeah. Last night me and Colby were texting each other. We were both kinda bored and decided to hang out. We came back here and talked for a long time, and kinda just fell asleep." I stated, lightly tapping my foot.

"Uh-huh," Sam smirked lightly. "Anyway, Kat, this is Skye, Casey's friend. Skye, this is my girlfriend Kat."

Kat turned to me, smiling. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." I returned the smile.

*buzz buzz*

Thank God.

"Oh that's Casey. I gotta go now. It was nice seeing you again Sam. And nice to meet you Kat." I spoke fast, leaving at the same speed.

The second I stepped outside, I sighed deeply. That couldn't have been more awkward if I tried.

They probably think we had sex...

I groaned quietly and walked over the gate, seeing Casey parked right outside of it. I went over to her car and got in.

"Hi."

"That's all you can say to me? Hi?! The last time I saw you it was one AM. It's been over ten hours..." She trailed off, staring at me.

"And?" I sassed.

"...did you two have sex?" She smirked.

"Oh my God, no. All we did was get McDonald's and talk." I retorted.

She crossed her arms, still smirking. "I don't believe you."

"Well, that's your problem then." I rolled my eyes, putting my seat belt on.

"You guys had to have at least kiss then right?" She asked, starting the car up.

"No." I deadpanned.

"Did you cuddle at least?" Casey questioned.

I sighed. "No. We literally did nothing but talk and sleep."

She paused, slowly starting to drive. "Was he nice?"

"Couldn't have been more of a gentleman." I smiled lightly, looking down at the floor.

"Did you... want to have sex with him?" She said, puzzled.

"Sex, no. Kiss? Maybe." I continued, sighing, "I don't know."

"What did you guys talk about?" She inquired.

"Everything. I mean, I really told him a lot about myself. And he actually told me things too, which I didn't expect." I beamed.

"Did you tell him everything everything, or part of everything?" She doubted.

I cocked my head. "What do you mean?"

"Did you tell him you're a virgin? And that you've never had a boyfriend?" She explained.

"No. That didn't exactly come up." I grunted.

"You need to tell him these things." She stated.

"Why?" I whined.

She sighed, annoyed, "Because if you want to date him, you can't lie. Especially about this type of stuff."

"I don't want to date him!" I exclaimed.

"You wanna kiss him though." She pointed at me.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I want to date him," I ran my fingers through my hair. "Look, in a dream scenario, maybe I would go out with him. But this isn't a dream. If it is... I hope I wake up the same way I did today."

"And how was that?" She asked, confused.

I smirked. "With Colby basically spooning me."

She gasped. "So you guys did cuddle!"

Before I could interject, my phone started ringing. I looked down at the screen...

 Brennen

 I picked it up, only to be cut off by him. "You know, you never replied to my text last night."

"It was wrong for you to assume I would respond back." I smiled.

"That might be true, but you did pick up this phone call." He laughed.

I huffed. "Is there a point to this conversation or should I just hang up?"

"Yeah, I wanted to let you know that Big Nik is throwing a party tonight."

"Oh really? What's the occasion?"

"He just released a new EP and he wants to celebrate. He rented out a house and everything. He told us to invite anyone we want." He replied.

"And so you're inviting me?" I asked.

"And Casey too. Would she be down to go?" He mumbled slightly.

I glanced at Casey. "Maybe. I might have to persuade her a bit."

"Just tell her I'll be there, that should be enough." I could tell by his tone, he was smirking.

"Do you ever quit?" I sneered jokingly.

He chuckled. "Never. I'll text you the address!"

"Bye Brennen." I chuckled back.

"Bye my future baby mama!" He yelled.

I shook my head, laughing slightly and ending the phone call. "So Brennen invited us to a party. Big Nik is throwing it."

Casey scrunched up her face. "I don't know..."

"The life of the party doesn't want to party?" I questioned, raising one eyebrow.

"I like partying, don't get me wrong, but last time we went out I danced with a douche and then that said douche threw his drink on you." She replied.

"Why don't we just go for an hour or something?" I shrugged. "I mean, it seems like this party is gonna be youtubers central. Besides, Brennen really seemed adamant about you going."

"Why me? He flirts with you non-stop. I highly doubt he wants me." She disagreed.

I smiled. "Well you'll never know until you go."

After a slight pause, she rolled her eyes, "Sure. I guess."

 << CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 8 >>

[purplesurveys]

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Why are you taking a survey? Becauuuuuse it’s a Sunday night and I’m not doing anything and I like surveys so I might as well take one. When's the last time you were grounded? First or second year of high school - back when I was majestically flunking algebra. Anything exciting taking place today? The day’s mostly over so not really, but looking back, it wasn’t a very exciting Sunday overall. In fact I was dreading having to wake up because I knew a nasty hangover was waiting to come pouring down on me D: What are you craving? A basket of Korean dumplings or mandu would be amazing right now. Is there anyone in the room with you? My mom is in the same floor (she’s making dinner), but I’m alone in the living room at the moment.

Who's the last person that made you laugh? Andrew, but that was hours ago. I just laughed over a meme five minutes earlier hahahahaha. What's your favorite color? Pastel pink. Who did you last hit? I don’t get physical with anyone. Do you like kool aid? I’ve never tried it. I’ve only ever seen it in upscale groceries in Manila too, so it’s not very accessible. Are you currently reading a book? No, I’m not. How do you do in school? I’m doing fine I guess. I never miss a deadline, am a good groupmate in projects and more often than not serve as the leader, and I’m still running for Latin honors after almost four years and despite signing up for a number of extracurricular positions and commitments, so I think I’m headed somewhere good. What's your biggest goal? Honestly my idea of being successful is conventional and traditional; I wanna be able to save up enough to be able to settle down, get a (big) house, and have kids. I’d LOVE to travel too but it’s not really my Ultimate Dream. Who have you texted today? Just Gab. It’s been a quiet day and most of my conservations have taken place on Messenger. What was the last thing you did before bed last night? I went over to my mom’s room to say hi because she asked me to drop by to let her know I’m already home (because I was out until 2 AM).

What's your biggest fear? Being humiliated/feeling embarrassed in front a large crowd. Look to your left...what's there? More of our couch. And to your right? Our electronic keyboard. Nina wanted to learn how to play the piano when she was around 9, and my parents fully supported her and got a brand-new keyboard and even hired a tutor for her. She ended up not pursuing it but we haven’t thrown the keyboard out, because we still tinker with it occasionally.

Who do you aspire to be like when you grow up? I don’t have a lot of role model figures in my life. I just want to end up with the best version of myself. Do you know if you want to go to college or not? College is necessary in the Philippines if you want to get anywhere in life, so yeah I kinda had to want to go to it. Laptop or desktop? Laptop. We never had a desktop computer so I lowkey never learned how to turn one on. Do you have an iPod? I technically do in that I own one and still haven’t thrown it out, but I haven’t used it since 2014 or 2015 maybe. Do you have a fan on in the room you're in? Yes, it’s pointed at me right now. Do you have a wallet? I do. What are you sitting on? On the living room carpet. Closest purple object? I’m not so sure. I’m looking around the room and I don’t think we have anything purple lying around. What's the last thing you had to eat? My mom made me fried rice and lumpia for dinner. Heaven. Do you like grapefruits? I don’t like fruits. Sweet or sour? SWEET Have you ever had the Reese's PB Candy Bars? Never. Do you know who Shawn Michaels is? Only one of the best professional wrestlers of all time. He’s very easily my Top 1. Who do you turn to if you need help? Gabie. Her words help more than anyone else’s. Are you more dependant or independant? I am dependent. Are you waiting for anything? Not really. Does the time 2 o'clock have any significance to you? Kind of. My grandma made sure our childhood siestas or afternoon naps started by 2 PM on the dot. As a kid I hated being forced to sleep SO MUCH, but it was an everyday, no-fail routine for a very long time, so it gave me a lot of memorable memories. Do you like bagels? They’re fine. I’d usually get something else at a bakery, but I don’t hate bagels. Are there any stuffed animals in the room you're in? No, just pillows on the couch. What do you think of guys who wear eyeliner? Nothing. They can do whatever they want if it makes them feel good. Favorite tv show? Breaking Bad. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? My mom. She was buying milk tea and wanted to ask what flavor I wanted. Where's your mother? She just finished making dinner so now she is chilling in her room. Do you know who the strongest man in the world is? No. Professional wrestler Mark Henry used to have that title, but he’s retired now so he clearly wouldn’t be the strongest in the world anymore. That’s all I know, lol. Do you like online games? Not really. Do you use Yahoo!Answers? Maybe when I was like 11 or 12. Nowadays I just enjoy it for the meme content. Are you too warm, too cold, or just right? Just right. Do you want a tattoo? I don’t daydream about it, but I’m not opposed to having one especially if the design would mean a lot to me. Is there anything hurting you, on your body right now? My toothaches are magically gone, I’M SO RELIEVED. I’m alright right now, I think. What's your most visited website? It would probably be Twitter. Are you tired? A bit. My hangover is gone but I didn’t get enough sleep overall today, so I’m still feeling a bit tired. What's the best time you've had in the past week? I had a date with Gab yesterday! We don’t get to have legit dates where we wear dresses and heels and go to a classy restaurant all the time, but we planned one out yesterday. It was amazing; we had dinner at this cute place and it was kinda dark so we got to have a candle at our table and just talked for hours :3 It was pretty late when we ended and we were about to go home, but we happened to pass by a jazz bar where a live band was playing so we dropped by for around an hour or so no matter how late it was. I had two Long Island Iced Teas too, so that added to the fun wahahaha. Have you ever been in a fist fight? No. Can you cook? Not even to save my life. What time is it? 7:14 PM. Do you love animals? Yes. <3 What's the last thing you touched that wasn't a part of the computer? My phone. What color are your eyes? Black. Are you waiting for a phone call? Not right now, no. Does it annoy you when dogs pant a lot? Why would it annoy me? Who's one person you care about more than yourself? Gab, clearly. How many hours of sleep did you get last night? Four. I only got to sleep by 2 AM but I had to wake up at 6 AM to prepare for morning mass, u g h. Are there any pets you're wishing for? Nope, I’m more than content with my dog. When's the last time you used hand sanitizer? Maybe in the last week or so, I’m not super certain. Are you waiting for a phone call? Again, no. Wearing anything that isn't yours? Nope, both top and bottom are mine. What is the most annoying thing in the world, to you? STUPID DRIVERS Whatcha gonna do now? =] Take another survey, hopefully.

[chelsorz07]

I posted these as asks four years ago and never got to answer any so

THOUGHT YOU WERE DONE SEEING THESE FROM ME, DIDN’T YA? Me too, I’m so sorry

1. First thing you wash in the shower? Hair.

2. Are you more of a coffee or alcohol drinker? I have like two cups of coffee a month but have only drank booze twice in the past year so coffee I guess.

3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Many times.

4. Do you plan outfits? Sometimes I’ll want to wear a specific shirt but it’s rarely ever clean and I never pick out clothes sooner than right before my shower.

5. How are you feeling RIGHT now? Tired but I still have to put the garbage out before I can go to bed and my neck and knees are killing me so I can’t get off the couch. But I’m in an okay mood.

6. Whats the closest thing to you thats red? Throw pillow.

7. What would you do if you opened your door and saw a dead body? Idk I’d like to say I’d be a badass about it but honestly I’d probs scream.

8. Tell me about the last dream you remember having? I legit don’t remember. I dream every night but they usually fly right out of my head when I wake up.

9. Three of your current feelings? Tired, hungry, in pain. 

10. What are you craving right now? Cheeseburger and onion rings.

11. Turn ons? Um...intelligence, wit, shoulders, eyes, ginger beards.

12. Turn offs? Arrogance, chauvinism, people who don’t like cats.

13. What comes to mind when I say cabbage? Coleslaw.

14. When was the last time you cried? Why? I was doing a concert in my living room last night, as I often do, and some of the songs got me a little emosh.

15. If you could be a superhero, who would you want to be? Black Widow or Loki.

16. Did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize? No but she did change the way she treated me so I’m taking that for what it is.

17. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? I don’t eat ice cream because it hurts my teeth no matter which method of eating I use.

18. Favorite movie ever? Bring it On.

19. Do you like yourself? Depends on the day. Actually it changes even more frequently than that.

20. Have you ever met a celebrity? Many. None will top Jensen Ackles though. Well. Except Misha. Note the double entendre lol

21. Could you handle being in the military? I definitely could not. I’m also too old to enlist even if I wanted to.

22. What are you listening to right now? Walking Dead, season 1 episode 2. Because every time I start the series over, I pick up from episode 3 since I don’t really care about anyone but Daryl until Jesus happens. But today I felt like a refresher from the beginning.

23. How many countries have you visited? I went to Canada once.

24. Are your parents strict? They were while I was being raised. Then my little sister had like no rules.

25. Would you go sky diving? No way.

26. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush? Hell yeah.

27. Whats on your mind right now? I’m really just trying to gather the motivation to get up and pee, then take the garbage out so I can go to sleep.

28. Is there anything you want to say to someone? Ehh not really.

29. Have you ever been in a castle? No but I would tour the shit out of some if I had the opportunity.

30. Do you rent movies often? Almost never because who does that anymore? But we did just rent Mile 22 from the Redbox a few weeks ago. It was pretty meh for Wahlberg.

31. Whats your zodiac sign? Leo.

32. When was the last time you had sex? A month ago. Purely by circumstance. My husband is currently on week four of a five week work rotation in Texas.

33. Name five facts about yourself. Lord. I have rapidly deteriorating joints and it fucking hurts everywhere all the time. I’ve spent the past 48 hours going back through my entire tumblr, over 300 pages. I only make homemade mac n cheese, not boxed. I’m almost finished rereading every Desus fic on AO3 for the second time (some more than two but I mean going through literally every page). One of my cats is sitting above my head and purring really loudly and another is sitting to my left snoring.

34. Ever had a near death experience? If so, what happened? Got caught driving in a blizzard. Spun off the road several times, including once off of an on-ramp. Like do not enter, wrong direction. If I hadn’t made it to the hotel right next to the on-ramp I really would’ve been fucked.

35. Do you believe in karma or predestiny? Not really.

36. Brown or white eggs? White.

37. Do you own something from Hot Topic? Most of my material possessions are from the hot topical, yes. Clothes, jewelry, funkos, makeup, miscellaneous other merch. It’s like a lot.

38. Ever been on a train? I have not.

39. Ever been in love? I am.

40. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you do it? I hate this question. Of course I want a million dollars. But I’ve always wanted to stay in a haunted house anyway.

41. If you could trade places with any person living or dead, who would you trade places with? JJ Ackles. Except that I wouldn’t wish my life on her. Can we just be siblings instead?

42. If you could shorten your life expectancy by 10 years to become more attractive, would you do it? I’m already attractive. And my life expectancy isn’t that high as it is.

43. Whom do you admire and why? My husband because he does crazy shit like work 35 days in a row when he’s only supposed to work 14 just to make sure all our bills are paid and we have savings because I’m too crippled to work at all right now.

44. What was your favorite bedtime story as a child? I didn’t get bedtime stories.

45. You’re walking down the street, you come across a burning building. A woman says her baby is trapped inside, what would you do? I am literally capable of doing nothing, except maybe let her use my phone to call 911 if she hasn’t already.

46. If you could choose the future profession of your son or daughter, would you? No. I can’t even choose my own profession.

47. What was your best experience on drugs or alcohol? Idk about best but my most recent one was pretty good. I hadn’t had alcohol in over a year but a few weeks ago my sister turned 21 and we had family game night at my parents’ house so I got a little buzzed on some grapefruit White Claws and for about four hours I wasn’t in physical pain. Plus we all had a really good time just hanging out and playing games and everybody got along. That has 100% never happened in my family before. Also the last time I smoked weed, which was MANY years ago, like 6 or 7, it had the same effect and reduced my joint pain.

48. What was your worst experience on drugs or alcohol? Worst with drugs was the night I smoked an entire joint just in my living room alone and it must have been strong shit because I threw up immediately. Worst experience drinking was probably all of 2010.

50. As you’re walking down the street you find a suitcase full of money sitting next to a parked car, would you take it? Probs I’m desperate and not that great of a person.

51. If you found that a close friend has AIDS, would you still hang out with them? Yes? WTF kind of question is that? It’s 2019, AIDS isn’t cooties.

52. In front of you are 10 pistols, 5 of which are loaded. If you survive you’d receive 100 million dollars. Would you be willing to place 1 to your head and pull the trigger? Depends what kind of pistol. If it’s a revolver you can see the rounds in the barrel. 

53. How old were you when you lost your virginity? 20.

54. Do you believe in ghosts, werewolves or vampires? Nope. Well I still haven’t ruled out ghosts but I also know how to dispatch them so.

55. If you could live forever, would you want to? HELL naw.

56. Which fictional movie character most resembles who you are? Janice Ian.

57. If you could go back in time, which time period would you visit? We love a renaissance.

58. If they were to televise a live execution, would you watch it? Probably.

59. If you could be the president of the USA, would you be willing to do it? Not even for like a day.

60. If you could choose the sex of your unborn child, would you want to? Yes. I want a girl. Come for me.

61. Would you rather live longer or be wealthy? I want that money beech.

[dykespeon-moved]

21 questions

got tagged by @toadhaver to do this

rules: if youre tagged, answer the 21 questions below and tag 21 people you wanna get to know better

1) nicknames: some people used to call me espoo and expo marker, nicknames for my actual name (sierra) are si and ra

2) zodiac: aquarius sun, leo moon, virgo rising, capricorn mercury, capricorn venus, saggitarius mars

3) height: 5'5", im in average height gang

4) last movie i saw: 9 to 5, i legit loved it

5) last thing i googled: "women's undercut" because my friend didnt know what one looked like for some reason

6) favorite musician: ajj at the moment, but it changes kind of often

7) song stuck in my head: who are you? by ajj

8) do i get asks: lol no

9) dream job: an animator or a storyboard artist

11) amount of sleep: 7-3 hours per night

12) lucky number: 7, its a good number

13) what im wearing: a blue jacket, a white shirt that has "be kind" on it, black jeans, and red hightop converse

14) favorite food: 🍣 sushi

15) play instruments: nope, unless a vague memory of playing the recorder in 4th grade counts

16) foreign languages: i only know english, but i'm taking latin next year, and i wanna learn korean, japanese, and spanish.

17) favorite song: i have loads of them but currently me and my husband by mitski

18) random fact: there was originally planned to be a heaven-like dimension in minecraft that you entered whenever you went to bed. it was possible that giants would naturally spawn here and there would be a red dragon boss fight.

19) other blogs: @validwofdesigns @wistfulespeons @grossmurdercats

20) following: 886

21) describe yourself with aesthetic things: that song in your favorite album that you always skip over for some reason. the feeling when youre in the kitchen at midnight, standing at the fridge, feeling as though someone is watching even though everyone else asleep. the sweet little stray cat that lives in your neighborhood that you can't bring home because it could carry diseases.

i dont have 21 people to tag but: @kertalicious-squared @mira-culousbitch @canondavepetasprite

[in-one-sockk]

200-1 :3

200: My crush’s name is: @when-youcant-sleepat-night199: I was born in: England198: I am really: irritating197: My cellphone company is: Tesco!196: My eye color is: grey, sometimes green or sometimes blue195: My shoe size is: 8194: My ring size is: I have no idea, but I have thick fingers193: My height is: 5′9 and a half192: I am allergic to: Most bug bites191: My 1st car was: I have no idea what make it is... there’s a funny bird looking thing on the front though190: My 1st job was: Primark189: Last book you read: The Sex Lives Of Siamese Twins188: My bed is: currently lacking @when-youcant-sleepat-night187: My pet: sucks, she stalks me186: My best friend: is my girlfriend185: My favorite shampoo is: Palmer’s Organic Coconut!!184: Xbox or ps3: PS3 who do you think I am183: Piggy banks are: terrible,, my ADHD brain cannot deal182: In my pockets: are a pack of soothers 181: On my calendar: my girlfriend visiting soon180: Marriage is: definitely happening, sometime soon.. tell my girlfriend to marry me179: Spongebob can: get it178: My mom: sucks, she’s manipulative177: The last three songs I bought were? I dont buy songs! but my newest was Even If It’s A Lie by Matt Maltese176: Last YouTube video watched: Kitchen Nightmares US175: How many cousins do you have? two! They’re both under 5174: Do you have any siblings? - biologically 5, technically 3173: Are your parents divorced? - nope, but probably should be172: Are you taller than your mom? - almost!171: Do you play an instrument? - I play a few... Piano, bass, sometimes guitar170: What did you do yesterday? - College, unfortunately[ I Believe In ]169: Love at first sight: I do!168: Luck: definitely167: Fate: yup!166: Yourself: never165: Aliens: of course164: Heaven: nope163: Hell: nope! wish I did though162: God: I believe in higher power, but not one set God, perhaps many161: Horoscopes: very much so160: Soul mates: hell yeh159: Ghosts: on the fence158: Gay Marriage: you’re asking a lesbian..157: War: never, never ever156: Orbs: I have no idea what this is.. and as a witch I probably should155: Magic: of course![ This or That ]154: Hugs or Kisses: 153: Drunk or High:152: Phone or Online:151: Red heads or Black haired:150: Blondes or Brunettes:149: Hot or cold:148: Summer or winter:147: Autumn or Spring:146: Chocolate or vanilla:145: Night or Day:144: Oranges or Apples:143: Curly or Straight hair:142: McDonalds or Burger King: (I’m allergic to McDonalds though.. but I love it)141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate:140: Mac or PC:139: Flip flops or high heels: neither138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: I’m already ugly, I have nothing to lose137: Coke or Pepsi:136: Hillary or Obama:135: Burried or cremated:134: Singing or Dancing:133: Coach or Chanel:132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: ... who?131: Small town or Big city:130: Wal-Mart or Target: I’m British129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler:128: Manicure or Pedicure:127: East Coast or West Coast:126: Your Birthday or Christmas:125: Chocolate or Flowers:124: Disney or Six Flags:123: Yankees or Red Sox: ...what?[ Here’s What I Think About ]122: War: childish, unnecessary, unreasonable, avoidable121: George Bush: cunt120: Gay Marriage: bombest shit ever119: The presidential election: rigged, put a lesbian in office118: Abortion: let people do what they want117: MySpace: I’m too young for that 116: Reality TV: good for when I don’t want my brain. British reality tv is the best115: Parents: wish I had good ones114: Back stabbers: worthless, hurt people hurt people113: Ebay: 90% shitty112: Facebook: everyone middle aged mother 111: Work: makes me hate people even more110: My Neighbors: are crazy, one sweeps the pavement with a paint brush and the other practices the unicycle109: Gas Prices: ridiculous108: Designer Clothes: kinda pointless107: College: wish it didn’t exist106: Sports: sO overrated105: My family: I love my sisters104: The future: is bright[ Last time I ]103: Hugged someone: Friday102: Last time you ate: yesterday101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: no idea100: Cried in front of someone: yesterday99: Went to a movie theater: a couple months ago with my sister98: Took a vacation: start of September 97: Swam in a pool: years ago96: Changed a diaper: no idea95: Got my nails done: never94: Went to a wedding: two years ago93: Broke a bone: never92: Got a peircing: last October91: Broke the law: 3 months ago90: Texted: hour ago[ MISC ]89: Who makes you laugh the most: @when-youcant-sleepat-night88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my sister and my cat87: The last movie I saw: Pride86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: seeing my girlfriend85: The thing im not looking forward to: her leaving84: People call me: the baby83: The most difficult thing to do is: focus82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: never81: My zodiac sign is: gemini80: The first person i talked to today was: my girlfriend 79: First time you had a crush: two years ago on my best friend78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: @when-youcant-sleepat-night77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: ten minutes ago76: Right now I am talking to: my girlfriend 75: What are you going to do when you grow up: maybe die, who knows 74: I have/will get a job: ... I have a job?73: Tomorrow: I wanna sleep72: Today: I wanna cuddle my baby71: Next Summer: move out70: Next Weekend: get cuddled69: I have these pets: I have three cats!!68: The worst sound in the world: squeeky cardboard67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Liam goddam Neeson66: People that make you happy: my sister, my girlfriend, bts 65: Last time I cried: a couple hours ago64: My friends are: non existent63: My computer is: shitty,, Toshiba62: My School: makes me wanna die61: My Car: is broken60: I lose all respect for people who: cheat59: The movie I cried at was: Marley and Me58: Your hair color is: brown and ginger57: TV shows you watch: Come Dine With Me, anything with Gordon Ramsay, The Apprentice56: Favorite web site: Tumblr55: Your dream vacation: my girlfriends bed54: The worst pain I was ever in was: depression was a bitch, but I also had tonsillitis that turned septic53: How do you like your steak cooked: I don’t like steak52: My room is: small, cold

51: My favorite celebrity is: Min Yoongi or Kim Heechul50: Where would you like to be: @when-youcant-sleepat-night‘s bed49: Do you want children: I really do, atleast 148: Ever been in love: legit right now47: Who’s your best friend: @when-youcant-sleepat-night46: More guy friends or girl friends: mostly girls45: One thing that makes you feel great is: cuddles44: One person that you wish you could see right now: my girlfriend 43: Do you have a 5 year plan: I dont even have a plan for the next five minutes 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: be happy41: Have you pre-named your children: nope, not at all40: Last person I got mad at: my mother39: I would like to move to: Wales or Ireland38: I wish I was a professional: musician[ My Favorites ]37: Candy: Kinder Bueno36: Vehicle: Jeeps35: President: Obama34: State visited: Florida33: Cellphone provider: wtf32: Athlete: I don’t know any31: Actor: Ezra Miller30: Actress: Sarah Paulson29: Singer: Park Jimin28: Band: The Smashing Pumpkins27: Clothing store: Urban Outfitter26: Grocery store: Aldi25: TV show: Come Dine With Me24: Movie: Girl Interrupted23: Website: Tumblr22: Animal: Panda21: Theme park: Thorpe Park20: Holiday: haven’t been on one I’ve liked19: Sport to watch: Hockey18: Sport to play: Trampolining17: Magazine: Kerrang16: Book: The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier15: Day of the week: Saturday14: Beach: I hate beaches :(13: Concert attended: BTS12: Thing to cook: noodles11: Food: anything cheesy10: Restaurant: Nandos9: Radio station: I don’t know any8: Yankee candle scent: cupcake7: Perfume: vanilla, Britney Spears ones are good though!6: Flower: Sunflowers5: Color: Green4: Talk show host: James Corden3: Comedian: Lee Evans2: Dog breed: Cats1: Did you answer all these truthfully? hopefully

[lovemesomesurveys]

When was the last time you swam in a pool? It’s been like 4-5 years. Do you like to party? Who doesn’t like to party? Not me. If your ex suddenly kissed you right now, what would you do? I would definitely be caught off guard. I’d kind of just be like uh wtf are you doing.

Are you a virgin? Yes.

Is your best friend dating anyone? My best friend is my mom, and she’s married to my dad.

Describe the shirt you’re wearing? It’s a gray shirt I got from my UC. Could you go out in public without wearing makeup? I do all the time. What is one feature that you don’t like? On me? I hate my smile the most. Would people describe you as happy? No.

Do you have a Tumblr? No, what’s that? Sleep with or without clothes on? With. I don’t like being naked. Like after I shower I can’t wait to my clothes on. You’re offered free tickets to a Justin Bieber concert. What do you do? Sell ‘em. Does it bother you if people swear around you? No. I find it funny whenever our family friend cusses in front of me because she always apologizes to me for it. I’m like, I’m almost 30 it’s fine. Do you prefer Wednesdays or Thursdays? They don’t make a difference to me. Converse? I like them. Prefer black or blue pens? Black. Dress up on Halloween? Not anymore. Like to travel? Yesss. Like someone? No. Does he know? Who sleeps with you every night? No one. Think you’re attractive? Nope. Want to get married? No. Are you a good student? I was, yes. I’m not in school anymore. Are you currently happy? No. Have you ever cheated / been cheated on? No and no. Birthplace? California. Christmas or Halloween? Christmas. Colored or black-and-white photo? Colored. Do you believe in astrology? No. Do you believe in love at first sight? No. If you could move anywhere in the world for free, where would you move? Hmm. I’d have to really think about that. Has anything been pissing you off lately? Yes. Do you have a favorite Blizzard flavor? I’ve only been to a Dairy Queen as a kid, so I have no idea what they have now. What did you do this morning? It’s only 12:40AM. What time did you wake up this morning? I haven’t gone to bed, yet. Have you ever hugged someone you didn’t know? No. Did you follow the World Cup this year? Nope. If so, do you have a favorite player? Who is playing guitar in the song you are currently listening to? I’m not listening to any music. Do you like Lady Gaga or does she try too hard? I like some of her songs. Who was your favorite Beatle? I don’t have one. What’s the ugliest trend you’ve ever seen? I don’t know. Can any songs make you cry? Yes. What’s the genre of the current song you’re listening to? I’m not listening to music. Do you say ‘legit’? Sometimes. What’s the funniest nickname you have? Boob or Boobala. lol. Would you ever keep your favorite animal as a pet? I have a dog. (: I unfortunately could never have a giraffe. Were any of your close friends born in January? Nope. Did the last hand you held belong to a male or a female? Female. Could you survive without Google? I think I’d get along okay. It’d suck, though. I love Google. Do you listen to Kanye West? I like some of his stuff. What would you do if you were stuck on a boat in the middle of the ocean? Freak out. ha. When was the last time you played Guitar Hero? It’s been yearsss. I want to play. Where did you last wear a bathing suit? I don’t wear bathing suits. Who did your last notification come from? I don’t remember. Who is the funniest person you know? My younger brother. When did you last see that person? Earlier. When sitting on the floor, in what position do you normally sit? Cross legged. Did you remember to wear deodorant today? I haven’t put any on yet today. Who’s the main actor in your favorite TV show? I have a lot of favorite shows. Do you get along with your parents? Yes. My mom is my best friend. Does the last person you kissed know what color your eyes are? I believe so. Do you feel more comfortable with a male or female doctor/nurse? Female. Do you miss anyone? Yes. In the past 48 hours have you hung out with a guy? My brother. Is there anyone getting on your nerves at the moment? No. Do you remember the first time you kissed the last person you kissed? Yes. Have you ever walked on the beach at night? No. What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? What I wanted for lunch. lmao. Is anyone else in the room with you? No. Do you like being kissed spontaneously or asked? Spontaneously if it’s a person I want to be kissed by. Well, if we’ve already kissed before and we have a thing going on that is. What are you excited about? Summer being over. What are you not excited about? My upcoming doctor appointments. Do you know anyone who has the same last name as you, that you aren’t related to? Yes, actually. it was pretty weird because my last name isn’t a common one. Ever cried so much you threw up? No, but I get to where I dry heave. What were you doing at 2 AM this morning? It hasn’t been 2AM, yet. When was the last time something bothered you? Earlier. Do you believe teenagers can be in love and stay in love? Sure. Where do you wish you were right now? I’m good with being in bed right now. Have you done anything embarrassing lately? Just being me. Ever been kissed on the forehead? Yes. Is there anyone who doesn’t like you? It’s possible. How many kids do you want? None. Is anyone overprotective over you? My parents, but I don’t mind that. I know they just love and care about me. They worry about me a lot. Do you trust all of your friends? Yeah. Do you have a reason to smile? Not at the moment. Are you completely over your last relationship? Yes. When was your last cigarette? Never. Is anyone ignoring you right now? I don’t believe so. Last song you listened to? I don’t recall. Have you ever passed out on the bathroom floor? No. Do you like to cuddle? Yes. Tell us about your latest ex? Nahhh. You’ve heard about him in other surveys if you read them. How tall is the last person you hugged? 5′6. What is something you wish you had more of? Just better health. Do you have an addiction? Caffeine? Your last ex said they were in love with you, what would you say? Oh, I wouldn’t believe that for one second. Has anyone ever said they would die for you? Yes. Do you like thunderstorms? I do. What would you say if you were to die tomorrow? I have no idea. What is your current mood? I’m tired. Who do you know that can make you feel better if you’re not feeling happy? My pup can always put a smile on my face. Do you hate when people call you when you’re sleeping? Yes. Biggest annoyance in your life right now? Health crap. Who will be your next kiss? No idea. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed? Absolutely nothing. Have you ever tried to break someone up? No. Are you a bad influence? Maybe I am now. Would you ever get a tattoo? I want to, but I’m too big of a baby. Do you get nervous before going to doctor appointments? Always. Even to the one I go to weekly and pretty much know what to expect. How many drugs are in your system? 2. How tall is the last person you kissed? Not sure. What’s on your schedule for tomorrow? Hang out with my mom and catch up on some of our TV shows that we’re behind on. Do you currently have any bite marks/hickeys on your body? No. Do you usually answer your texts? Usually. Do you call anyone baby? My pup sometimes. Who was the last person to text you? My brother. Have you ever dressed unlike yourself to impress a guy? No. I tried to look nice, but it wasn’t something that I wouldn’t wear otherwise. When is the next time you will kiss someone of the opposite sex? I. Don’t. Know. Do you have to sleep with a television on? Yes. Do you think you are a good person? I try to be, but I could use some work. I don’t feel like I have been as of late. Are all of your friends virgins? No. Are you wasting your time on the person you like? I don’t like anyone. Think back to the last person you kissed, how many times have you cried in front of them? Zero. What do you want right this second? Sleep. If you were offered to smoke some weed right now would you accept? Maybe, honestly. Do you think it makes him weak if a guy cries? Absolutely not. Are they not humans with emotions? What would you do if the last person you kissed told you that kissing you was a mistake? He probably did feel that way, but it didn’t stop him. Do you like it when people call you babe? I didn’t when my first, and only technically, boyfriend called me that. Joseph didn’t call me that. Can you control your dreams if you realize you are dreaming? No. What were you doing before filling out this survey? A different survey. How late did you stay up last night? Until like 4ish. When was the last time you cried really hard? A few days ago. Are you afraid of roller coasters? Yep. I do not do roller coasters. Have you ever done something outrageously dumb? Oh yes. Do you think you can last for an hour without talking? Yeah, I do that a lot. Has anyone put their arms around you in the past 7 days? Yes. Is your hair longer than your shoulders? Yep. It reaches my butt. Do you know anyone else with your name? Yes. Last person who gave you a ‘good morning’ text? I don’t remember. Have you ever watched a movie in another language? Yeah. The last person that made you angry, did you tell them? No. What did you purchase last? Makeup. What are you listening to? Catfish. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle? Yeah. Are you an alcoholic? Nope. I don’t even drink at all. Is anything bothering you? Yes. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? Yes. What is your favorite perfume to wear? I don’t have one as of now. Do you drink water? Yes. Do you go to the mall on Friday nights? No. I haven’t been to the mall in forever. Where do you buy most of your clothes at? Online these days. What is your favorite thing to watch on TV? I watch Catfish, The Golden Girls, and I Love Lucy a lot. And then there’s my other shows that I watch on certain days, but those are shows I watch all the time and have seen every episode. Have you ever been to “Dollywood”? Nope. Do you listen to country music? Yes. It’s Friday night. What are you doing? Same thing as any other night. Do you wear a lot of make up or not that much? I started wearing foundation and concealer now as well. Do you even care what people think of you? I do. Do you have a cousin who is like your own child? No. How to spend your birthdays? With my family out to dinner. You can go back to one time in your life: Where do you go? Childhood. Do you use Victoria’s Secret spray? It’s been years. Do you shop at Pacsun? I have. At school, are you always getting in trouble? I never did. Are you close to any teachers? I’m not in school anymore. Who is your best guy friend? I don’t have one. What do you two do when you hang out? What is a movie that you thought you would hate but you ended up loving? Napoleon Dynamite. I actually did hate it when I first saw it and thought it was so stupid. it is dumb, but I somehow grew to really like it lol. Do you even like horror movies? Yes, some. Do you live in the country? No. Have you ever had a boyfriend your parents didn’t like? No. If so, did you hide it from them? Were you ever a trouble maker? Nope. Do you shave your legs? Yes. Don’t you love the feeling of how they feel when you’re done shaving them? Sure. Which do you prefer to write with: pencil or pen? Pen. Have you ever drove? Nope. Do you have any person in your family with an addiction to beer? No. Do you take a lot of pictures? Of my pup. What did you want to be when you were younger? A teacher. Do you like small or large dogs? I love dogs. Have you ever watched “The Blind Side”? Yes. Who is your favorite cousin? I do not have a favorite cousin. I used to be really close to two of them (I have way over 30 cousins), but I’ve become distant from everyone over the last two years. Do you have a favorite aunt? I am close to one of my aunts on my mom’s side. If you could be anywhere else but here, where would you be? Somewhere on a nice vacation. Right now I’d love to be lying in a nice hotel room with a beautiful ocean view. Has a boy ever spent the night at your house? Just family. Who was the last person to sleep over? My aunt and cousin. Do you have a MySpace? It still exists out there, but I haven’t used it since like 2008. Do you own anything zebra striped? No. I have stuff with giraffe print, though. What is the most expensive thing you own? My MacBook Air. Do things always have to go your way? No. It’s not in my hands. What is something you eat but everybody else thinks it’s gross? Hmm. I like Pizza Rolls with mustard? I know some people find that weird and a lot of people don’t like mustard in general. Do you use the internet heart (<3)? Every once in awhile. Do you forward the chain letters in your email? Uh, no. I hated those. Does drama always seem to follow you? Not drama, just other stressful stuff. Do you like watching motorcross? No. Does anybody in your family race? Yes. How many pairs of shoes do you have? I think about 6 pairs. Do you support your best friend’s choices? Yes. Are you in a relationship? No. Are you closer to your mom or dad? My mom. Do you have a laptop or desktop? A laptop. What color is it? Silver. I have a rose gold case on it.