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theawest:

“hey you!” thea’s face lit up at the sight of the other person. “you’re never going to believe this. so the seattle aquarium has this neat glass bottom boat experience and if you do the 10 a.m. tour, you get to feed the sharks. how cool is that? the only thing that could top it off is if they’d let us swim with them.” she had a habit of embellishing things to make them seem more exciting than they really were, and she really wanted her friend to be interested in the idea before she popped in the next question. “i was thinking you could come with? that’s if you’re not afraid of sharks because i really want to record them for my youtube vlog.” 

iliana turned her head and listened to the other girl talking to her, and she couldn’t help the wide excited smile to cross her face. “i’ve never been asked to go to an aquarium before to feed sharks, i think you’ve won me over,” she said, then added, “you’ve got a youtube?” iliana grew excited over the fact. 

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julianncs:

jolted out of her fixation on the details of an idea she’d had that afternoon, julianna immediately shifted in her seat to face iliana. a soft smile replacing her focused expression as she set her laptop aside, laughing along when her roommate did. “as fun as that sounds, i think it’s better if we get the groceries this time around. we’ll make it fun, too!” she responded, wrinkling her nose at the memories of kian and miles’ grocery decisions. she patted iliana’s knee before she stood, the stretch of her leg invigorating and driving her to skip over to the shoe rack. “i’ll like, push you around in the shopping cart and we’ll get a snack at the deli,” she offered as she pulled on her nikes and grabbed her purse off the coatrack. 

pursing her lips out a bit at julianna’s words, she had to admit that she agreed with her. laughing, iliana followed her roommate over to the shoes and slipped hers on. “you’ve won me over with a snack at the deli - oh! maybe we’ll see how long it takes for us to get kicked out,” she joked. throwing her jacket on along with her things in her pockets, she was ready. “i’m warning you now, grocery shopping is probably the least helpful i’m at. when i had to do it by myself, i just had to guess whatever i needed.” she laughed lightly while heading over to the front door. 

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lvwsons:

the scent of a burnt meal that could’ve been perfectly edible had his one experimenter of a roommate refused to cook that day filled the air from the hallway to the kitchen. miles almost didn’t want to look at the tragedy, but snuck a peek anyway. he shook his head at the charred breakfast, his hair still damp from his shower. “rest in peace, a fraction of my paycheck. remember the fallen.” he moved closer and squinted at the stove. “what were you trying to even make?” he had no room to talk, since he wasn’t much of a chef himself either. very often did they rely on leftovers from work to get them through the week. “isn’t chopped just a show about putting random shit together and calling it a masterpiece? we do that everyday here.” he sat at a stool next to the counter. “what’s it gonna be, then? i’ll let the arsonist choose.” 

“some omelettes,” she replied, though looking at it as she took the pan and threw out the food in the garbage, she didn’t think it was anywhere close. “maybe i just didn’t feel the pressure of being under a sensitive time limit. and there was no yelling.” iliana shrugged her shoulders. “i’ll just have to start watching rachel ray, but there’s no fun in that,” she commented, talking to herself. looking up at miles, she took a deep breathe while going into her thoughts. “well, i don’t think there’s any milk so we’ve got dry cereal. there’s always that café that everyone goes to - my treat, obviously. wait, do you know of any food trucks around here? i can honestly go for one of those artery clogging, delicious foods.” 

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sebbryant:

sebastian sat listening to iliana’s story with an amused expression on his face, folding his hands as he placed them on his lap, eyes on the pretty girl in front of him. “twenty imaginary friends? wow, you have me beat. i had seven, which i thought was a lot, but never twenty. that’s like, one big group of friends, and you were their leader or something. lead them through the epic quest. some teachers just didn’t understand your creative thinking, i guess.” sebastian chuckled, leaning forward in his seat.  “i think,” sebastian started, scrunching his nose, “the worst thing i got myself into in the 3rd grade was being dared to eat an entire bottle of glue. of course i tried, before my teacher stopped me. the worse part is that like, i knew it was a bad idea? i just wanted to prove myself to my friends. but first my teacher sent me to the nurse, and then didn’t let me participate in recess for the rest of the week. how rude is that?” the male laughed again, his bad mood gone now as he was enjoying the girl’s company.

she laughed along with him, knowing that it was probably excessive, but that was just her. iliana listened to his story, brows raised when she told him that he’d eaten glue from a dare and she scoffed accordingly. “so rude,” she said as a smile spread. “weren’t you afraid of glueing your mouth shut? honestly that’s my only fear.” 

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lcncasters:

“Nah, like two minutes ago top. You’re set, darling. At least for my part.” His eyebrows shoot up, and he nods in the direction of her manager, who seems to be less pleased with her absentmindedness than he as her best mate is. Such is life, he supposes. He’s pleasantly high, attention (for once) focused on the situation at hand, and his knee just barely bounces as he leans heavily against the bar in front of him. “When d’you get off? I mean, are you in for the night, or?” He doesn’t exactly have Iliana’s schedule memorized, much to his own displeasure — he remembers all the little details, but forgets almost everything else — so the question is an unfortunate necessity. He hasn’t even ordered a drink yet, but he plans to if her answer pans out the way he thinks it’s going to.

looking over her shoulder as he nodded towards her manager, iliana smiled before looking back over at her friend. she sighed lightly. “i’ve got about an hour to go,” she told him, one corner of her mouth turning down. “but this place isn’t as “poppin’” as the kids would say so i’m just killing time.” iliana shrugged her shoulders with a smile, glad that he was here.  “so, what’s the pick for the night?” she asked, spreading her arm out to gesture at the quantity of alcohol behind her dramatically.   

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BLANCHE : How pretty the sky is! I ought to go there on a rocket that never comes down.

Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire (via antigonick)

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celexteroxe:

if there was someone who could ramble on more than celeste could, it was definitely iliana. but the weird part about that was that she hasn’t seen iliana in years, but she could still remember how she would react every time they bumped into someone while running for the subway back home. taking iliana’s hands in hers she quickly got up and pulled her in for a hug. “oh my god” she managed to blurt out as she took a look at her long lost friend. “wh-what’re you doing here?” she couldn’t help but ask. 

iliana returned the hug, her arms wrapped tightly around her old friend. the smile on her face widening that it would’ve hurt. when they pulled back, she shrugged at her question. “i decided to move here a couple of months ago,” she explained. “it was a last minute decision.” she didn’t add that she felt that she just couldn’t go back home yet. “i feel so stupid for not trying to reach out to you when i got out here,” she rolled her eyes playfully at herself. 

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@julianncs

plopping down on the couch next to her roommate, she sighed heavily. “alright, we’ve got two options,” she started. “we either go grocery shopping and have actual food in this place,” iliana looked over at julianna as she spoke, “or we stay in, have someone bring us something to eat for the night, and just watch some cheesy reality tv show until we both fall asleep.” laughing lightly, she knew that one sounded the most reasonable to her, while the other sounded more appealing. “The choices are yours, my friend,” she said with her usual odd dramatics. 

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ahh!!! im so sorry i haven’t been on!!! things got a little wacky lately oh maN but im here!! 

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mclolas:

“just because you’re scared of everything i’m about doesn’t mean everyone else is. but, if they truly were afraid, then i guess that means my job is done. lola scoffed as she listened to iliana’s words, fingertips rubbing at her temples. “really? you think i’m supposed to believe you actually care about my well-being after you just insulted me? do you really think i’m that stupid?” lola swallowed the bile contained in her throat, desperate for a way to get out, desperate to end this conversation and never speak to iliana again. “great. perfect. never been better. can you shuffle your ass to the left so i can make my exit?”

iliana stopped, trying to wrap her mind over how everything escalated so quickly in the span of thirty seconds. “no, i didn’t mean to insult you and i wasn’t scared, i-” she cut herself off with a frustrated and confused huff. she was frowning at the thought of lola not wanting to be anywhere near her and iliana didn’t know what she did wrong, but she also didn’t want to make it worse. she was conflicted over what she should do.  “Fine.” 

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ftdominics:

Dom let out a laugh. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you did, honestly.” He joked. He always appreciated the bubbly attitude Iliana always seemed to have, as he found it refreshing. “Coffee at this hour? Someone’s gotta lock you up, Iliana. You’re getting out of hand.” He playfully replied, beaming at the brunette. “But I don’t blame you, all that bartending probably drains your energy.” Making a thinking face, he pretended to ponder on her statement. “I mean, you could just run back and forth from the bar to the other side. It’d give you some good cardio, too.” He responded with a chuckle. 

“i will never willingly do cardio,” she told him, “i tried the whole sports thing while i was in school and i was just tripping and falling - not very good at what i was suppose to do. the teammates hated me.” she laughed lightly. “i guess we’re going to have to risk it this time,” she said to him as a grin widened up at him.

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jay-the-lost-soul:

“Have you had any luck in searching for a better job?” Because of her soul color and her past it hadn’t been easy landing a good enough job.

she shook her head. “i honestly took the first job that hired me when i got here.” some places did seem a little hesitant to hire her, and she knew why. she never realized entirely until her soul color changed how different people act. 

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@lvwsons

her eyes widened and she let out a quiet yelp as the flames to their stove went a little higher than she needed after some of the food fell out of the pan, quickly grabbing a hand cloth. turning the stove off, there were still some flames lingering and her first thought was to use the cloth - something she’s seen in movies and tv shows multiple times - and thankfully it worked. she wasn’t going to think about if it was either just luck or a good decision, she honestly didn’t know. smelling the burnt food, she grimaced and used the spatula to look over the inedible food. some of it was burnt, the other part was still uncooked. “yeah, i think breakfast has gotta be take out or something, “ she called out to miles, the only other roommate home at the moment. “i honestly don’t know what happened, i watched enough chopped the other day. you’d think i’d be a pro at this?” 

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mclolas:

lola lifted her head, eyes darting towards the voice, only to be met with a familiar face. one that was nearly impossible to forget. a choked cough fell from her lips, eyes wide, lips pressed together. she took two steps to situate herself to the right, grabbing iliana’s arm in the process, dragging her along with her. “what are you doing here? are you stalking me now?”

“um, no?” she said with a nervous laugh. “stalking? that’s a bit of a reach.” iliana pulled her arm free of the girls grasp before looking up at her again. “no, i just saw you talking to that person - which honestly, i thought i saw fear in their eyes like never before, kudos - and thought i’d see how you were.” she shrugged her shoulders after she explained herself.

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jay-the-lost-soul:

“I’d love to do that but unfortunately that doesn’t pay the bills so behind the bar is where I’m at most of the time.”

letting out a long, heavy sigh, iliana nodded her head in understanding. if she didn’t have to do jobs like she was in now, she would. “i understand that. a lot. so far, though i’ve only been here a few months, this hasn’t been my worst job. unfortunately, it isn’t the best, either.”