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Obviously Penelope and Emmett are both take Botany, with Penelope taking it as a Major, and Emmet minoring alongside his major in Pre-Veterinary Studies. *rolls away*

Mod Cora: Mmm…. Yeah. I like it. *thumbs up* Mod Cora approves of flower children Pen and Emmie!

Mod Elise: Bio major Pen and Emmett sound delightful! I’ve always pictured Penelope as a undecided for now since she’s still a just sophomore~

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Fun Fact: Mod Cora originally made this blog for a stupid Mean Girls/7KPP crossover where she had to play the MC like she was Cady and various 7KPP delegates were various other Mean Girls characters. Alas, what could’ve been...

Bonus: (spoiler alert!)

Ana was Janis because she was the first person to be friends with MC and because she’s (actually) a lesbian. Lisle was Damien for the lols, but then Week 3 happened so...yeah. Also, Woodley was the coach/Sex Ed teacher because reasons.

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Not sure if this has been put in before, but Blain is definitely a Sales major. His natural knack for economics, putting himself out there, and competitive drive definitely are a good fit for it.

Mod Elise: I never actually considered what Blain would be actually, but Sales sounds like a perfect fit for him! Perhaps the only thing standing between him and becoming a business superstar is the fact that no one can put up with him~ 

Mod Cora: Honestly, I have never made any serious headcanons about Blain (moisturization prep doesn’t count). I guess I always thought of Blain as the freeloader who is sucking up some poor guy’s cash by staying in school. #BlaintheLeech

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Art student Cordelia

Okay if Jarrod isnt an art student someone is. Maybe Cordelia. She’s really great with embroidery and I imagine she’s good with henna art as well. 

Mod Elise: Art student Cordelia sounds wonderful~ I think she’d also be a good fit for a liberal arts major, maybe literature or some other subdued, classic subject, but art also seems like a really good fit! 

(And Cora and I do have one headcanon-ed art student, but I’ll save the reveal to for when I get to their bio)

Mod Cora: I like the thing about the henna art. Headcanon accepted!

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PSA

Just a heads up that content will be significantly slower now! 

Mod Elise is getting ready to head back to college, and Mod Cora has run out of pre-written fics to stuff into the queue and will have much less time to write once school starts again for her. We’ll both still try our best to keep this blog alive, but everything will just be a tad more spaced out.

Of course, our submit box is always open to your headcanons/MCs, so by all means give us your shinies! You’d actually be doing us a big favor keeping this blog running~

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Character Bios - Lyon

-Currently a graduate student getting his PhD in philosophy. He switched his major at least five times as an undergraduate and still graduated on time at the top of his class.

-His room is a labyrinth of books and discarded laundry. The only mildly clean spot is his desk, which he’s almost always hunched over, and even then it’s usually buried under a bajillion books and notes.

-Lyon and Clarmont met in one of Vail U’s library. Clarmont was worried about the man who was always there and never seemed to leave, so he ended up talking to him. After a little prodding from Clarmont’s side, the two had a fairly enjoyable conversation and became friends soon after.

-Lyon was originally living by himself in a small apartment near campus. However, the room located directly above his happened to be inhabited by an aspiring musician who was a little too enthusiastic about his work. Unfortunately, he isn’t sure this new place is much of an improvement.

Mod Elise: I think Leon’s giving us the “leave me to read in peace” look.... >_>

Mod Cora: This nerd’s closet is like 90% gray-scale, and I find that hilarious.

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The One with the Sister 2.0

“Jarrod?”

The young man in questions slams down this month’s issue of Men’s Health and growls, “What?”

Lisle flinches, but his smile never seems to falter as he says, “Oh, well, I’ve been finding your sleeves all over the house—which I think is a…interesting style choice—and I was wondering if maybe—”

“Why do I have to bother?”

Again, Lisle flinches, but also again, he keeps smiling. “Well, you are living here, and it would be great if you could pull your weight around here.”

Jarrod grunts. “That’s stupid.”

“It’s kind of the truth…” Lisle mumbles.

Just then, Zarad strolls into the living room with a shopping bag in hand. “Jarrod?” he says. “Oh, there you are. I just ran into a lovely lady who said she was your sister and—”

Jarrod cuts in. “What did my sister get me?”

His cool smile never faltering, Zarad says, “Oh, well, she told me to give you this.” He tosses the shopping bag onto the table, and Jarrod grabs it with total disinterest. He digs into the bag and pulls out a shirt. However, this shirt was much different compared to the shirts Lisle and the other tenants have seen Jarrod wear. It was a crisp white button-up, a far cry from Jarrod’s muscle tees, and (to Lisle’s utter joy) it had sleeves.

“Oh, what a nice—” Lisle starts, but he is interrupted when the unthinkable happens.

Rrriipp!! Rrrriipp!

Lisle watches as Jarrod rips the sleeves of the dress shirt cleanly off. Tossing the now detached sleeves to the side, Jarrod shuffles off to another room, presumably to put away his new shirt.

Zarad doesn’t even try to hide his bemused expression. “Well, he sure is an interesting fellow,” he says.

Lisle sighs. “That’s one way to put it…”

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I really enjoy reading the stories in this AU! I must ask, will the glorious MC (one of yours, or otherwise) make any appearances?

Hi there anon!

Right now none of our planned content feature any of our MCs. That said, we’re 100% open to and would totally love it if you guys wanted to submit Vail U versions of your MCs to this blog! We’ll post all of it, stories, art, bios, or even those dress-up dolls that have been going around recently ;)

(Personally, I want to make bios for my MCs eventually, but right now my priority is canon characters bios, which will obviously take a while ^^”)

~Mod Elise

When I was writing (and will write) I see MCs being in the background (ie. in the cafeteria during The One With the Sister and on the quad during The One Where Lisle Gets a House) but maybe in the future they can have actual roles. Mod Elise and I already have jokes about hers so...

~Mod Cora

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The One Where Blain Takes Forever

It is Wednesday, and Lisle has to wake up earlier than usual for an important presentation. Why did Professor Woodley think it was such a good idea to have it at this ungodly hour? Nobody will have anything worthwhile to say. Of course, that doesn’t mean Lisle is not going to try his best. He is already reciting his presentation line by line when he wakes up, but the little rehearsal is cut short when he reaches the bathroom.

Hamin is standing there, dressed in only sweatpants, and he is knocking furiously on the bathroom door. “Yo! Blain! Dude! Hurry up!”

From inside, Blain yells, “You cannot rush beauty!”

Almost immediately, Lisle puts aside his presentation in favor of keeping the peace under his roof. “Please don’t shout, guys,” he says. “Other people are trying to sleep.”

Just then, Zarad makes his entrance with only a pair of boxers on. “What’s going on?” he asked, stifling a yawn.

Hamin jabs a finger at the bathroom door. “Blain has been in there for, like, half an hour!”

Zarad raises an eyebrow. “Again?”

“Are you sure you’re not exaggerating there…?” Lisle says.

“Dude, do you think I am joking?” Hamin says before turning his attention back to the bathroom door. “Yo, Blain! What are you even doing in there?”

There’s an audible noise from behind the door, which could be either Blain choking or scoffing at Hamin’s comment. “Do you not know how to take care of one’s body? I’m only doing my daily skincare routine!”

“Pray tell,” Zarad says, amused, “what does that involve?”

“Cleansing, toning, acne crème, prep for moisturizer—”

Hamin interjects, “How do you even prep for moisturizer?”

“I was not finished speaking!” Blain shoots back.

“Will you guys be quiet…?” Lisle pleads.

Clarmont enters, notably more covered than half the people in the hallway, with a towel and toothbrush. Upon seeing the growing line, he asks, “What’s going on?”

“It looks like we have a dilemma in the bathroom,” Zarad says.

Clarmont sighs. “Is it Blain again?”

“Unfortunately.”

Clarmont approaches the bathroom door and taps it lightly. “Blain? How much longer are you going to be in there? There are a lot of people waiting for you to finish.”

Blain replies, “You people do not know the value of patience!”

“Oh, come on, dude!” Hamin says, groaning.

At this point, Emmett saunters in the hallway half-asleep. Rubbing his eyes and yawning, he says, “Good morning guys…”

But before anyone can give the young sophomore a proper greeting, another door slams from the opposite end of the hallway, and Jarrod comes storming to the crowd.

Lisle quickly greets the hulking young man. “Oh, uh, good morning, Jarrod. Did you sleep we—”

Jarrod cuts him off and knocks rather impolitely on the bathroom door.

“Can’t you see that I am busy?!” Blain shouts, impatiently.

“Get out,” Jarrod says. “You’re too noisy. I can’t sleep with your yapping this early in the morning.”

Again, Blain scoffs. “Well, these children outside the door won’t give me peace when I need to prep for moisturizer!”

“How the hell do you prep for that?” Hamin yells.

Jarrod starts banging against the door. “Open the goddamn door! I don’t care about your stupid routine! I just want my own peace and quiet! Do you understand?”

“I doubt you can hurry him up like that…” Lisle says. In response, Jarrod starts to throw his fists on the door in a more furious manner.

“Haven’t I told you this once?” Blain says, the impatience and exasperation growing in his voice. “You cannot rush beauty!”

“I don’t fucking care!” Jarrod hollers. “OPEN UP RIGHT THIS INSTANT!”

It is right about now that Lyon pokes his head out his bedroom door to see what all of this commotion was about. At the sight of Jarrod violently assaulting the bathroom door, the half-awake man takes the logical route and makes a tactical retreat to the safe comforts of his room.

“Do you think he’s gonna break the door?” Hamin says, no longer annoyed but instead half-amused at the scene at hand.

“Can he really do that?” Emmett says, who despite the yawning was obviously curious.

“I highly doubt it,” Clarmont says.

“I’d like to disagree,” Zarad says. “It looks like he’s getting close.”

By now, Lisle has his hands over his face, and his whole body is shaking. “Oh, please, no…”

Fortunately, Jarrod did not break the door, and Blain emerged within a couple of minutes only slightly annoyed. That evening, there was a house meeting where a unanimous decision was reached, and Blain was asked to leave the house the next day.

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The One with the Sister

The noontime lunch buzz is disrupted by a loud and girlish wail.

“Whaaaa….!? What do you mean I can’t go see you at Grandfather’s house?” Lisle smiles apologetically. “I’m sorry, Pen, but it’s kind of a full house over there and…”

Twenty year-old Penelope pouts. “I don’t mind being with people! Besides, aren’t you the one who goes off about me needing to make friends?”

“Well, yes, but…”

“It’s not fair!” Lisle’s sister huffs.

People are beginning to stare at the siblings in the corner. Lisle says, “I’m sorry, Pen. Really, I am.”

“Weeellll…” Penelope says, drumming her fingers on her lunch tray. “Okay! I forgive you!”

Lisle sighs. “Thank you, Pen…”

Pen beams in reply, and the entire cafeteria seems to erupt in a warm and pleasant glow. “Anyways…” she says before the smile disappears off her face “Have you eaten breakfast today, Brother?”

“As a matter of fact, I did,” Lisle retorts.

Penelope narrows her eyes. “What was it?”

“Coffee.”

“Aaand…?”

Lisle doesn’t answer. Instead, he busies himself with his lukewarm latte.

Penelope groans. “How many times do I have to tell you, Brother, coffee is not a food group! Ugh, you need to eat properly if you want to live healthy.”

Lisle looks up at his distraught sister. “I’m sorry, Pen, but I’m so busy with studying and—”

Penelope ignores her brother’s poor example of an excuse and slams her hands on the table. “That’s it! I’m taking you out to eat right away!”

“But weren’t we just—”

Penelope cuts her brother off again. “I just found this adorable little café with the cutest little pastries! You’re gonna love it when I take you there! Come on!”

The girl grabs her brother by the arm and pulls him away from the table. If Penelope had been paying attention, she would have taken care to not let her brother (or rather, his arm) knock his latte off the table and onto Blain, who was just passing by with his lunch. Instead, Penelope hums a catchy pop song while she drags her brother and his useless cries for mercy away, and Blain is left with wet socks.

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The One Where They Get a Chef (sort of)

It’s been a couple of weeks into this odd arrangement, and Lisle is already exhausted. When he opened the idea of roommates back in the spring, he thought it meant companionship and pleasant conversations. What he didn’t expect was running after a bunch of guys who were his age and trying to keep the house from burning to the ground.

True, there are people like Clarmont who he knew and enjoyed being with, but there also are some particularly…interesting boys living under his roof. For one thing, Zarad had a habit of bringing guests in without any notice, and all of his guests happened to be female and always stayed far too long for just a simple “study session.” Jarrod, although not necessarily rowdy, had this awful habit of leaving his things around the house and in general was always in an unpleasant mood. Lyon locked himself in his room most of the time, which was alright since he never causes trouble that way, but Lisle once peeked into his room and nearly fainted at the labyrinth the young man had created. Blain was a piece of work in and of himself and, oh dear Lord, Hamin…

The door opens, and, with an exasperated tone, Lisle says, “Zarad, I swear, this is the third girl you’ve brought here this...” He trails off when he finally looks up and sees Zarad with not another pretty female but instead with a young blond male.

Zarad chuckles at the dumbfounded young man. “Sorry to disappoint you, Lisle, but I have found us a new roommate!”

“But don’t we—” Lisle starts, but he is cut off by a loud bang.

Hamin comes bursting into the room, yelling. “Yo! Who’s the blondie?”

“Hamin,” Lisle sighs, “do you have to shout?”

“Huh? Whaddya talkin’ about, bro?”

“Please stop calling me that…”

“Huh? What’s that, dude?”

“Never mind…”

Clarmont is the next to appear. “What’s going on? Oh, Zarad, who’s that?”

Zarad smirks, pleased at the new company. “Boys, I’d like you to introduce you to your new roommate.”

The said new roommate smiles awkwardly. “Uh, hi. I’m Emmett. I’m a sophomore, and...yeah. It’s nice to meet you guys!” His face brightens at the very last second, and earnest joy seems to spread in the kitchen.

Clarmont smiles. “It’s nice to meet you, Emmett. I’m Clarmont.”

“Yo!” Hamin says, saluting. “The name’s Hamin. The dude in the blazer is Lisle. We also got three other dudes living here, but they’re all in their rooms being losers.”

“It’s nice to you meet you, Emmett,” Lisle says before turning to Zarad with a stern face. “You didn’t have to find another person, Zarad. I mean we have space, but—”

Zarad cuts the young man off with a wag of a finger. “Uh-uh. Hold it right there, Lisle. I have solved a major problem that has been plaguing this household all semester.”

“Which is…?” Clarmont says.

Zarad smiles knowingly. “Meals. Tell me, boys, what have we been having since we all moved here?”

Hamin scratches his head.“Uh...ramen?” he says. “And microwavable stuff?”

Zarad snaps his fingers and smiles. “Exactly. Now, who would like to have to that every day?”

“Actually, I’ve managed just fine...” Lisle grumbles.

“Not anymore!” Zarad says. “You see, Emmett can cook. And when I say cook, I mean cook.”

Clarmont looks at the blonde. “Is that true?”

Emmett nods. “Oh, yeah. My friends all tell me that I can make a mean spaghetti and meatballs and pasta salad and pizza and lasagna and—”

Hamin cuts him off. “Dude, that’s, like, awesome!”

Zarad winks. “What did I tell you, boys?”

“Tonight,” Hamin says, hopping onto one of the chairs and propping one foot on the back of it, “we dine like kings!” He thrusts a fist in the air for emphasis.

“Hamin, get off that chair,” Lisle says, sighing.

Emmett laughs. “Actually,” he says, “I was thinking more along the lines of two crown princes, one prince, a pseudo prince, a duke, two lords, and an earl.”

At this comment, the four other boys give him, to varying degrees, rather confused and disturbed looks.

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Artist Jarrod with Cleaning Lady Mrs White

http://lizzy-bunnn.tumblr.com/post/125672848840/not-mitchell-blue-author-soradiesinkh3 made me think of Jarrod being an artist while mrs white is the cleaning lady

Jarrod:*throws red soup onto walls* This is art. 

Mrs white: *cleans his mess* No. 

Mod Elise: Art student Jarrod would be awful! Food all over the walls! The arguments! 

Mod Cora: Please, for the love of all things good in this world, don’t let Jar-Jar become an artist. Please.

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Character Bios - Clarmont

- A grad student getting his master’s in history. He’s an outdoorsy person and chauffeurs the undergrad wilderness club places in exchange for a free spot on all their hiking trips. 

- Acts like a mother hen to everybody. People would tease him about it more if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s also a pretty cool guy.

- He and Lisle TA-ed Prof. Yvette’s Introduction to World History last semester and had the same office hours. Despite it being on a Friday night, their hours were surprisingly popular, especially among the freshmen girls….

- Met Lyon at the library last year and they hit it off immediately. Regularly brings meals to Lyon in his library caves, partially because he worries for the other man’s health, and partially because he just likes to chat.

Mod Elise: Clarmont is A+ boyfriend material. 10/10 would date. Cora dressed him very well.

Mod Cora: I laugh at how much the whole outdoors thing fits Clary.

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So where would be the local hangout for the students? You know, where all the cool kids gather

Since they’re located in a small town, very far from the nearest city, Vail U doesn’t have a lot of mega huge hangouts. However, there’s still a lot of smaller places students like to go to.

The beach. They’re literally just a couple streets away from the glorious coastline. It’s always filled with students during the warmer seasons, and the cliffs are an especially popular place for watching the sunset. (Or daredevil tricks if you’re into that sort of thing)

The campus gardens has a small gazebo that’s a popular meeting place for lunches, study groups, or just a little quiet time for yourself.

Recently, a tiny cafe opened up that has, according to foodie magazine The Flying Breadloaf (Cora’s naming sense), the best tea and tiny cakes ever. The decor is very pink, frilly, and everything smells like roses.

For the more macho men of Vail U, an old classic is the diner just across the street that serves the best greasy breakfast foods 24 hours a day. So bad, but so very good.

A favorite late night hotspot, especially among the artsy people, is a coffee shop tucked away around the corner. They do a lot of poetry slams and movie nights. Very chill, very cool.

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The One with Unexpected Housemates

“Whoooooaaaa!” Hamin shouts, gawking at the two-story that loomed over him. “Is this really your house, dude?”

Lisle sighs. “Well, yes, but it originally was my grandparents’ and—“

Hamin cuts him off with a shout of joy. “I’ve never been to a rich guy’s house before! This place is awesome! Look, Clarmont! Dude! You can see the beach from here!”

“Don’t go…” Lisle starts, but Hamin has already dropped his bags and scampered to the edge of the road. “…too far.” Lisle sighs. “What have I gotten myself into?”

Clarmont smiles sympathetically. “It’ll be fine, Lisle. At least our year will be less dull, right?”

“Right… Say, Clarmont. You’ve never introduced me to your acquaintance.”

“Oh, I’m sorry! Well, Lisle, this is Lyon,” Clarmont says, gesturing to the towering young man next to him. “Lyon, Lisle.”

Lisle outstretches a hand. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Lyon.”

Lyon shakes Lisle’s hand. “The feeling’s mutual.”

Clarmont smiles, obviously pleased at the polite exchange. “Well, should we head inside to drop off our bags?

“That sounds like a good plan,” Lisle says. “Hamin! Can you get back over here?”

It takes a little more than one person shouting to get Hamin finally away from the road, but eventually the four all manage to get inside without anything major happening. It is only when everybody is settled in that something happens. The doorbell rings.

Somewhere from inside the large house, Clarmont yells, “Door rang!”

“I’ll get it, bro!” Hamin hollers. Several loud noises that could be Hamin bumping against furniture follow.

Fortunately, Lisle beats the other young man to the door. A tall, dark, and very handsome young man, with minimal clothing on for the late summer weather, is at the other side. A couple of suitcases are at his side, and a messenger bag is slung casually over one shoulder. Lisle offers the stranger a smile. “Oh, hello. Can I help you with anything?”

“Uh, yes,” says the stranger. “Is this, by any chance, Lisle’s house?”

“Well, yes. I’m Lisle.”

The stranger breathes a sigh of relief. “Oh, good. I’m Zarad, your new housemate.”

Lisle blinks. “Uh, pardon?”

“Hm?” Zarad says, bemused. “You don’t know? I’m moving in.”

Lisle gapes at the young man. “I never…” he starts, but he is cut off by a rogue Hamin darting down the stairs.

Hamin whoops. “Yo! Zarad! Bro!”

Lisle spins around. “You know him, Hamin?”

“Yep,” Hamin says. “We know a lot of the same people, and last year I heard Zarad was looking for a place to crash.”

This time Lisle gapes at Hamin. “So you invited him here?”

Hamin winks. “Exactly, dude.”

“You don’t mind, do you?” Zarad asks, the amused expression still present.

“I…” Lisle begins, but he catches himself and clears his throat. He smiles instead. “Not at all. I mean, there is still space to fill. Come in, Zarad.”

“You are very kind, Lisle,” Zarad says. Before he can enter the door though, a hulking figure lurking in the back catches his eye. “Hm? Can I help you?”

The hulking figure says, “Which one of you is Lisle?”

Lisle jolts at the sound of his name, but he manages to raise his hand. “Uh, that would be me. Are you looking for something?”

“Yes,” the figure says. “Your house.”

“May I ask why?”

“I’m moving in.”

Again, Lisle gapes. “I-I-I’m sorry. What?”

The figure grunts impatiently. “I’m moving in. I heard from that guy”—he points to Hamin—“that there was room.”

Lisle turns to Hamin. “Hamin…” he says, impatience growing steadily as he says the ponytailed man’s name.

Hamin shrugs. “What? Didn’t you say there was plenty of space, bro?”

“Well, yes, but…”

Lisle is, once again, cut off. This time, it is a car’s horn. The four men turn to see a shiny new convertible, which has a mountain of luggage in the back seat, parked on the driveway. The driver of the sports car, a short, dark, and very loudly dressed young man, waves his hands excitedly. “I’m here!” he trills.

Lisle turns to Hamin with an even more exasperated expression on his face. “Did you talk to him too?”

Hamin shakes his head. “Uh-uh. I didn’t talk to that many people, bro. Anyways, this is the first time I’ve seen him.”

“Excuse me?” the newcomer shouts, waving his hand impatiently. “Can anybody get my bags for me?”

“Well, I guess this is what I wanted…” Lisle mutters, defeated. Still, the young man straightens himself and runs off to the convertible with a gracious smile on his face. It was the least he could do for his new guests after all.

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omg this is cute, ayase and her sister working together~ *ahem* i mean mod elise and mod cora. I would like to request for Emmett; how did he prepare before he entered vail university?

sssshhh we’re supposed to be undercover

Emmett spent most of his high school life travelling, transferring from one international school to the next. His transcript was a little spotty as a result, but just the fact that he’s already had so much worldly exposure definitely set him apart from other applicants. Combined with his stellar interview (adorable puppy pretty much melted his interviewer’s heart), he was a accepted without a problem.

As for preparations before college? He spent the summer at home with his family for once, reconnecting with the home he’s been away from so long. Mod Cora also thinks Emmett spent some time climbing trees and playing in the dirt.

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Just wanted to say that this blog is AWESOME and you guys ROCK and I just aaahhhhhh I love this blog and AU and will follow it avidly :3

Awww thanks :)

~ Mod Cora

We’ll have to do our best now to keep this blog running ouo Thanks for all the love <3

~ Mod Elise