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His eyes rolled almost the back of his head with the roads that were falling from the brunette’s lips. The little game they played with each other was nothing but boring for the male even if it should be by now. It seemed they would be going aboard with the same attitude toward each other. “Oh, I know it’s not hard. You’re a pretty woman. Heard one of the raggy ass professors wants a piece of you. You were always into the old guys. Must be a kink of yours.” He let out and chuckled a little bit. “You don’t like emo? I can put on some My Chemical Romance right now if you so please.” He shrugged at her and raised both his eyebrows. “I just want the drugs, I don’t care about the naked, shockingly right now. But if we end up having sex, don’t say it was my fault. My place or yours?” He asked her before they started walking.

“Gross. I thought Ted Mosby professor types died out in 2010. I swear, if I see a jacket with tweed elbows I’m gonna projectile vomit.” But her smile twitched, latching onto the hidden compliment in his sentence. “Pretty woman. Angelina Jolie is quaking in her thigh high boots.” The wind kicked up, spring air blowing the girl’s tangled hair around, Saskia tucking it back as blue eyes looked over his face again. She was always more comfortable with teasing and barbs than she was with just being honest. Deflection was a natural art to her. “Don’t care about the naked, just want drugs. Jack Kerouac know you’re coming for his aesthetic?” She teased, slightest hint of a smile tugging at her lips. “Mine. Think Audax is closer,” she said, scuffing her boot on the ground before taking off in that direction. “I’m almost insulted. Thought Alex James’ brand was getting sweaty palms and an erection just at the hint of a naked woman.”

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territorial in an animal way

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so do u dab or do u whip or mayhaps u nae nae? the people need 2 know

I do the Five Moments from The OA to travel through dimensions and push Teddy’s face into a bowl of steel cut oatmeal. @teddylawrence

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yeehaw?

Oh my god Owen Wilson, loved you in Night at the Museum.

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ANONYMOUSLY (OR NOT) TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.

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“I’m sorry, I thought we already figure out that’s how I identify. A fuckboy.” He countered her slightly, his tongue clicking between his teeth. He could admit some of the things that came out his mouth were a bit much, but he was always one say first and think about it later. Most people didn’t mind. His tongue ran over his bottom lip quickly as another small chuckle fell from lips and he nodded at the brunette. His mind always spinning in circles when she was around and maybe it was because she really intrigued him in ways he would never admit to anyone. “That’s an amazing scene, that movie. Can you imagine acting that shit out? Kinky as hell. I’d kill to be Leo for a day.” He mused softly. “I might as well see what it’s like as I am spending my entire time in Amsterdam not sober.” Both his eyebrows shot up at the small subtle irk in his mind that she was trying to pry. “You could get naked with someone else, but what’s the fun that, love?” He let out and shook his head as he cleared his throat, his hand running through his hair to get it out his face. “Prying at the jealousy you’re never gonna get from me isn’t going to work.” His voice cold with the words as his eyes watched someone walk them by.

“Yeah, I bet you would,” Saskia commented, boredom more in her voice than any hint of malice. It was always a game she played with him, seeing which of them could care less. Playing a game of chicken towards the edge of a cliff, just daring each other to take one step further towards the edge. She would be lying if she said she didn’t like the thrill. “Har har. As if it’s so hard to find someone besides you that wants to fuck me.” A light laugh following her statement as an attempt to make it less cutting, Saskia was always good at giving people a case of whiplash. Her arms uncrossed from around her leather jacket, matching his, the two of them looking more similar right now than she had intended. “Jesus Chroist, it’s so fucking emo right now. Want to go get high? You might ot see me naked but it’s free drugs. Limited time offer, blah blah blah.”

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@calebmontgomery: @saskcohen i dont want to see that little log (that little stupid ass log!) // dont u dare show me that penal apparatus (shes gonna kick u in the balls!)

@calebmontgomery: @saskcohen if you wanted to do a duet that's what i would add. like a hype man? i think the beat would be kind of scary and loud maybe

@saskcohen: @calebmontgomery only if you perform the duet in a warbled yodel. i have an aesthetic to keep up that my fans expect

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@calebmontgomery: @saskcohen this is a banger! its stuck in my head now its really good :)

@saskcohen: @calebmontgomery thanks! good music to eat pasta to. ariana grande is quaking in her ponytail

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@saskcohen: a poem about a lockwood student: i don't want to see that little log//don't you dare show me that penal apparatus

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The male had fixed his leather jacket a little bit as he looked at the girl and he let out a small little laugh. “Isn’t that how it is? She only comes out when she wants to be seen.”  He let out softly as his left hand came up to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose and run his hand through his hair. His brown eyes glancing back down to her bare legs, but back up at her as his tongue pushed inside his cheek and he cleared his throat.  "The whole night in the hot tub and you didn’t think to invite me? You know I love a good time. Hope you didn’t get naked without me.“ He teased and chuckled a little bit, his own feet kicking into the ground just slightly. People passing them by as they glanced at them, seemingly more often more and more Tatiana’s secrets got out at him. "Miss you? I think that’s a little overstep, beautiful. Maybe I just like looking at a pretty face or maybe you provide the drugs I so desperately need half the time.” He shrugged and stuck his hands into his jacket pockets.

With some satisfaction, she noticed him looking over her legs, enjoying the way he couldn’t stop looking at her body. “God, you sound like a fuckboy right now. It is possible for girls to have a good time without you.” She could feel everyone’s eyes on them, the weight of Tatiana’s death even more present when people spotted Alex. She tried to ignore it most of the time, even though she herself had voted for the other girl. “I think you did miss me. It’s okay, I won’t make you say it,” she teased him, teeth dragging over her lips. They were painted bright red, war paint meant to entice Alex and everyone else in, a dare to look closer at her beauty. “Speaking of naked and drugs, I’ve got a whole supply to blow through before we leave for Amsterdam. Maybe you could help me. Reenact the beginning scene from Wolf of Wall Street or something.” She looked him over, smile tugging at her lips, tucking a lock of hair back. “But if you didn’t miss me, I won’t bother. I’ll get naked with someone else again,” she told him, slipping in details like that always just to try to prod at his jealousy. 

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Trying to find a spot to momentarily hide from the guy who had been trying to kiss her neck on the dance floor, Saskia headed into the worn down bathrooms, blowing past the line of girls waiting to lock herself inside. As soon as she got in, she saw Sebastian, eyes widening as she saw him. “Shit, um, not trying to peep on you while you piss or anything. I don’t have a weird kink for that,” she said instead of apologizing. “Um, I’ll turn around, can I just hide out here for a bit? Trying to avoid this guy. He accidentally yanked out some of my hair with his pinky ring. Think he might be trying to clone me.” The girl turned around like she was in the final basement scene of the Blair Witch project, straightening her plaid skirt as she did so. @sebfitzgerald

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“Do I have anything under my nose?” Saskia asked Bridget, brushing at it as she joined the girl near the counter of a coffee shop near Lockwood. It seemed like everyone was trying to caffeinate themselves after the party. “Feel like every time I breathe powder comes out of it. Scandalous!” She declared, picking up one of the cups from the counter, her black Americano ready. “I have a favor to ask. My dealer’s outside, and he’s offering me some free weed. But only if I get you to talk to him. Apparently he has a crush, or something. Thinks you’re cute. Don’t worry, he’s harmless. Just like… really awkward. Think he wanks every night to photos of people hugging.” @bridgcts

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