08-26-2018, 08:12 PM
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[/td][/tr][/table]Saturday night had arrived at San Creado University, music thumping through the dorm walls as parties took off, tired college students banging on walls to get them to quiet down. Alexander would feel bad for the people trying to sleep if they weren't one of the people currently getting ready for a party. Well, karaoke night, but going out with their friends always felt like a party in itself.
They stand in front of a full body mirror, struggling to pull on a pair of black skinny jeans and pay attention to a makeup tutorial playing on their phone at the same time. All of their movements stop suddenly when the artist they're watching states the brand of makeup they're using, eyes widening, head whipping from the mirror to the phone screen. "She wants me to use what? What do I look like, someone who has money?" They throw their phone away from them, pulling up their pants and straightening out the rest of their outfit in the mirror. There wouldn't be any new makeup looks on their instagram this weekend, it seemed. Not with that ridiculous video on their minds. Alex sighs loudly and continues on their way to the bathroom, deciding on their regular look and a choker to compliment the leather jacket they're wearing.
They take a moment to stand in front of their mirror, turning every which way to admire their appearance. "Lookin' good, as always." They give themselves finger guns before walking out of the bathroom.
After retrieving their phone and slipping on a pair of shoes, they leave their apartment, heading down the hall to the common room. Settling down on one of the couches placed around the room, Alex immediately gets comfortable, throwing their legs over the arm and resting their head on a decorative pillow. They unlock their phone and open a group chat, named three dumbasses and cat. There are, of course, a bunch of emojis that come after, courtesy of both Alex and Rialto.
out of the way 2's said: come down 2 the common room it's karaoke night bitches
out of the way 2's said: cat if ur not down here by the time ri nd marko r down here i will knock down ur door and drag u
They stand in front of a full body mirror, struggling to pull on a pair of black skinny jeans and pay attention to a makeup tutorial playing on their phone at the same time. All of their movements stop suddenly when the artist they're watching states the brand of makeup they're using, eyes widening, head whipping from the mirror to the phone screen. "She wants me to use what? What do I look like, someone who has money?" They throw their phone away from them, pulling up their pants and straightening out the rest of their outfit in the mirror. There wouldn't be any new makeup looks on their instagram this weekend, it seemed. Not with that ridiculous video on their minds. Alex sighs loudly and continues on their way to the bathroom, deciding on their regular look and a choker to compliment the leather jacket they're wearing.
They take a moment to stand in front of their mirror, turning every which way to admire their appearance. "Lookin' good, as always." They give themselves finger guns before walking out of the bathroom.
After retrieving their phone and slipping on a pair of shoes, they leave their apartment, heading down the hall to the common room. Settling down on one of the couches placed around the room, Alex immediately gets comfortable, throwing their legs over the arm and resting their head on a decorative pillow. They unlock their phone and open a group chat, named three dumbasses and cat. There are, of course, a bunch of emojis that come after, courtesy of both Alex and Rialto.
out of the way 2's said: come down 2 the common room it's karaoke night bitches
out of the way 2's said: cat if ur not down here by the time ri nd marko r down here i will knock down ur door and drag u
LOVIN' WHAT I'M TASTIN',
VENOM ON MY TONGUE.
☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─[COLOR=WHITE] SIPPIN' ON STRAIGHT CHLORINE!
VENOM ON MY TONGUE.
☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─[COLOR=WHITE] SIPPIN' ON STRAIGHT CHLORINE!