#{ thread 1: elijahxxwilson }

[leoweatherington]

"Right, right, that guy. I think I've seen him a couple of times? Not enough to know him," he replied with a half-shrug, grimacing at the male's continued explanation of the seemingly unhinged man. "Yikes, that's crap. Honestly, if you were to ask me, I don't think people are capable of claiming anyone for love in this place, plus the idea of claiming people gives me the ick. But you're definitely dealt the shit cards here."

leoweatherington​:

“School guidance counselor?” Leo echoed with a tilt of his head. “Don’t think I’ve ever met the guy, but from what I’ve heard he’s normal enough.” Pausing, he let out a quiet huff before shaking his head. “I guess normal doesn’t equate to not being shitty. Sorry man.” 

“Yep, Jody Linnel” he said with a nod as he listened to Leo speak. He laughed, “Supernatural so, he has his dark side and he has his normal side. Recently, I’ve seen the dark side quite a bit and he claimed me when is dark side was in control so he didn’t claim me for love or anything”. 

[watfletcher]

be brave | elijah & wat

@elijahxxwilson​ 

Text: I wanna be brave and be in your play.... Can I please play.... Scrooge. The star. It's about time I threw myself into something

Text - That’s mighty brave just asking for the lead role, Elijah. You’ll audition like everyone else. And I expect you to do your work and not just disappear when things get too difficult for you. Everyone who walks into that theater is expected to do their part. And you must have Fawn’s permission, this is going to be a time commitment. Is that understood?

Text - If you think you’re up to the task meet me tonight before the party. No telling what Halloween night holds...

[leoweatherington]

Nice Encounter || Leo & Elijah

@elijahxxwilson​

Leo regretted picking an art elective. Whoever told him that photography was an easy and fun elective was clearly a big liar because not only is he spending way too much on equipment alone, but he was most definitely not having any fun. Snapping another quick shot of the waves hitting the sand, he let out a sigh as he stared at the photo on the digital screen. Letting the camera hang around his neck, he clicked open his pen and slowly jotted down his note. “Pic number one hundred... something; ‘washed away memory’.” He paused, scratching the side of his temple with the top of the pen before writing a line through the word memory. Placing the notepad and pen back into his pocket, he was getting ready to snap another scenic picture when something bumped below his shin. Looking down, his eyes widened at the something sniffing him. “Who do we got here?” He knelt down, reaching out to grab ahold of the dog’s two front paws to keep it just on it’s hind legs. “What a good-” he took one log at the dog and grinned, “-boy we have here!”  

[watfletcher]

Text: Apology not accepted.

Text: Very well. Tell your master I tried at any rate. I promised them I would. Enjoy the bath stuff.

Text: How was your week?