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@celestial: @scar_jo sing 2 me.

@scar_jo: @celestial I'll sing u the song of my ppl. Come, gather 'round.

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@scar_jo: we're higher than a motherf-ck-r 🎶

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Tomorrow is my last day of work at this place so I’ll be on more often xx

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New Years Eve Ball

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Text; list; assholes <3

Mikey: well now I want to write you something.

Mikey: so now you have to deal with it until you can get me me a time machine.

Mikey: come cuddle with me, scarrrrr

Scarlett: Well it's probably going to take me a long time to find a time machine

Scarlett: But if you want to do that, be my guest.

Scarlett: I don't know, cuddling isn't that punk-rock and someone very dear to my heart has recently told me that I need to be more punk-rock..

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Mikey: I wish I could just have a conversation with him.

Mikey: why oh why couldn't I have been born in the 60s.

Mikey: I'll write you poetry though.

Scarlett: I'll tell you what

Scarlett: if I, or anyone else, figure out how to travel in time, I'll make sure you get to him, one way or another

Scarlett: you don't have to write me anything, dork 🙈

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Mikey: I'll write you poetry like no tomorrow honestly.

Mikey: I mean, I'm nothing like Jim Morrison.

Scarlett: Tbh you're probably not

Scarlett: But it's the thought and the effort that counts

Scarlett: And I mean you're still pretty good, even if you're not Jim Morrison good

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Mikey: Val Kilmer as Jim Morrison could get it.

Mikey: like any day.

Mikey: Jim Morrison could get it if he were still alive and wrote me poetry.

Scarlett: You could probably get it if you wrote me poetry.

Scarlett: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Seeing him pull the tickets out from behind his back, a wide smile broke across her face, "You're taking me to a concert?" her voice rose an octave as her excitement getting the better of her. "No, never, I would never say no to you, Hoodlum, you know that." she answered with as much honesty as he had shown pride. Pulling off the t-shirt that she had thrown on that morning after she had gotten out of the shower, she quickly pulled the dress on in it's place and fixed her hair, not really caring that he could see her. 

"I'd cancel my wedding for you, Cal. So yes, if I did have plans -- which I don't, I would cancel them for you." she answered proudly, leaning over the back of the couch to kiss the top of his head with a small smile, "I'm so tired of it, especially 5SOS, I mean, they're good, but the bass is kind of whack, you know?" she teased, "Shut up, you got us tickets to Daughter? Sometimes I think you know me better than I know myself." she stated with a small shake of her head as she checked her reflection quickly, "You really are the best," she said with a tone of admiration, deciding that she was probably dressed as good as she was going to get. Walking back around the couch so that she was stood in front of him, she put her arms out and spun in a slow circle, "So, what'dya think? Is this okay?" she asked with a small smile.

Youth || Scarlett & Calum

Calum watched as she jumped off the bed, wanting to comment on how it wasn’t fair that she got to be small enough in size to be able to do that, but deciding against it, having called out on her enough for how tiny she was. Paris had been great so far, even if he hadn’t had much to do, there were two puppies who kept him busy too, both together, sometimes. But he could use more human interaction and he wasn’t letting Scarlett out of this, regardless of whether or not she had plans; his mind was set on it. “Even if you did have plans, you wouldn’t say ‘no’ to these,” he said quite confidently, pulling his hand from behind him to hold the two tickets up, high enough for her to see. “Or me. You wouldn’t say no to me either,” he added with pride too now. “I have so much time to kill, can you cancel your plans with whoever else you have them with?” He pouted slightly, worried that she really may have had plans with someone and what he had in mind wasn’t something time bound.  He wasn’t even sure of how long they’d take. 

Setting the tickets on the table in front of him, lay back comfortably and lazily against the sofa as he looked up at her. “I just thought I’d take you out because we haven’t properly done that in a while. And I figured you must’ve been tired of listening to One Direction and 5SOS and anything of similar genres        heard Daughter was playing here tonight, so…”

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Though she had talked to Calum at least once a week while they were apart, that still didn't seem to be enough. It was weird, she thought, the amount of contact she found she needed with the other boy. She had never in her life felt such a strong connection to one single person and though it confused the hell out of her, she rarely allowed herself to think twice about it in fear that she would overthink whatever they were and ruin everything. 

Scarlett had been sprawled across her bed, flipping aimlessly through her phone as she tried to occupy herself. Though they were in Paris, it seemed like everyone else had plans except for her, and in all honesty she didn't really mind spending the night by herself. Hearing Calum's voice, she sighed jokingly as she rolled her eyes, lowering her phone so she could look down at him, "You can't just waltz in here and boss me around, Hood. What if I had plans?" she asked as she sat up, scooting to the foot of the bed so that she could better see him. As a small smile krept onto her lips, she jumped down the small distance from the high sitting bed, "And furthermore, what if I didn't want to go out with you?" she mocked a serious tone with a raised eyebrow as she walked over to the bags that were set on the floor beside the couch where he had sat, pulling out one of the dresses that Michael had gotten her, setting it on the arm of the couch as she cracked a smile. "Can I know what I'm getting ready for, at least?"

Youth || Scarlett & Calum

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He owed her all the free time he had on his hands, every ticking second of it. Being parted from Scarlett for months was painful enough but even after being reunited with his best friend, he hadn’t done much with her apart from sitting down with her for sometime and just talking, nothing in particular even, they didn’t need that. But it wasn’t enough. Once Grace stole Sam from him, he knew he had wanted to go see Scarlett, but not just see her; he wanted to properly do something with her, like they used to, for fun's sake. He didn't know anything about Paris, but he knew how to look up things on the Internet. Scrolling through his phone, a band's name stood out to him, one he knew she loved and they weren't playing for a couple of hours. Tickets were still conveniently on sale— he knew how he was spending the day. 

Texting Sam about his plans, he picked up his phone and used the power of fame to his advantage. He’d have to go through management first, to easily get the tickets delivered to him, but he knew it was possible. And once they were delivered to his room, he immediately left to Scarlett’s room, tickets in hand, hidden behind him as he knocked on the door, walking into her room and plopping down on her couch. “I’m giving you an hour to get ready. And you’re not going to be disappointed.” 

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(+) @Scar_jo: #wcw

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I’ve recently decided to freeze myself to -273℃. My friends think I’ll die, but I’ll be 0K.

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IT'S SO AMAZING I AM ADDICTED IT'S LIKE A DRUG I'M LOST

THE WHOLE DAMN EP IS SO GOOD IM SO EXCITED LIKE I SRSLY NEVER KNEW I WANTED ACOUSTICS THIS BAD

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"You know that i’ve got a lot to talk about if you wanna listen or if you even care."

Physical Pre-order

iTunes $5.99

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Materpiece Theatre is the best album I need space

Bringing it all the way back to grade nine tonight folks