masonmahir:
“You did what?” Mason questioned, “Dude, that’s so not fair, where’s the invites? Omg did you go with Ror? That’s real rude if you did…” Mason huffed, clutching his heart in feigned hurt, “But you know what, that’s what you get for leaving me out, yeah, payback by karma!” Not that Mason was having a top-of-the-notch morning himself, but Laurel didn’t need to know that she was the third customer he messed up this morning, he just wished he had a cooler reason to be sleep deprived, “Oh hey, market on me!”
“To be fair, I thought you were completely knocked out on the couch again and thought it’d be rude of me to wake you from your beauty sleep. Not that you need anymore of it,” she complimented, punctuated with a wink. “I was thinking of inviting Rory and then remembered a week ago I thought I heard her say something about having a dream where she drowned me and thought it’d be best to just... not. I love that woman--but I also love being alive.”
“That’s my problem though--I have no idea how to market it. What do I say to you? Would you like me to wax your eyebrows and add glitter to your lids?”
mirelakohler:
“Alright, you got me there. The chances of being kidnapped is way higher than having a demonic doll in my house. You work with filming?”
“No--my research is purely selfish. Mainly so I can plan what movie we should cuddle to when we have a Netflix and chill date?”
What is your favorite flower?
What was your first job?
As a child, what was your dream job?
Do you want children? If yes, how many? Have you thought of names?
What is the worst thing you’ve ever done?
What is the best gift you’ve ever received?
What is your favorite non-traditional color?
What color are your eyes?
Have you ever had plastic surgery? Would you?
What is your daily make up routine?
What piece of jewelry do you have that means the most to you?
What is your least favorite book of all time?
How do you traditionally sleep? Side, back, stomach, fan on, etc.
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Who was your childhood best friend?
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Tell us about your favorite outfit.
If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?
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Which family member are you the closest to?
Do you like sheet masks, peel off masks, or mud masks when you do face masks?
What is one item you always have on your person?
What does your trash can look like right now?
rohoeman:
roman stood over his kitchen table for another five minutes, making a mental checklist of everything he had. he consulted the online recommendations one more time before he packed everything okay. he leaned over to pat rosie before he set off. he hopped on his motorbike before he sailed away to the destination. he on the lot and took off his helmet. he locked it in place and went to meet the gal at the entrance. “get ready to quit your day job, because you’re about to be rich.” he said as he looked down into the dark mouth. “don’t actually do that. i don’t think there is any other treasure than shit from people being scare it’s going to cave in.”
“your negativity feels like you’re losing your sense of adventure,” she teased, sending roman a quick wink. “do you think we’ll also see a dead body or two? hopefully, right?”
“not to be corny as hell--but say we do find this treasure: what would you spend it on?”
trying to do replies but i am constantly getting distracted by catching up with 90 day fiance.
drpippaguo:
“I know it’s weird, right? I have no idea why but when I get in a weird place or need to unwind it’s a glass of red wine and a horror film. I mean, if you’re offering you’re in for one hell of a ride.”
“I think probably Scream? Like I said, the camp just gets me. Plus I have no idea what I’d do if I was left with someone possessed by a demon or whatever.”
“I’m offering only on contingency that you pay me every day you release your tensions. I gotta pay my bills, Doc.”
“Then again in Scream you can’t trust anyone because it’s usually the least likely person to be the killer. You’re always on your toes.”
thomas-nakamura:
“Not street art, no,” Thomas said. “My art’s confined to sketch books and loose pieces of paper. Illustrator, cartoonist, those are my job titles right now.”
He felt a buzz of his phone in his pocket and plucked it out. “Laurel,” he blew out a huff. “Remind me again why you put me in the roommates group chat. I don’t even live there.”
Laurel felt her back pocket vibrate in sync with the buzz that came from Thomas’s, she glanced at the message and giggled. Rory. “I can’t believe she’s mad that I won’t have sex with her.” She looked up and smiled sympathetically. “Thomas, you say that as if you’re not part of our little family. The moment you walked through those doors it’s like you signed a contract to be with us until the day you die.”
Laurel sighed. “I have any idea--what do you say about designing a business card of mine?”