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NOBODY  TALK  2  ME  UNTIL  MY  STUPID  FRIENDS  DECIDE  WHEN  WE’RE  GONNA  SEE  CH  2  

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i  bet  modern  bobby  bullet  journals  you  can  quote  me  on  that  

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some  hcs  to  get  us  started : 

bobby’s  real  name  is  robert ,  but  he  probably  won’t  turn  around  if  you  call  him  that .  only  his  parents  &  other  adults  call  him  that  &  to  him  it’s  weird  when  his  friends  &  peers  do . 

he’s  no  maestro ,  but  he  can  play  the  piano  fairly  well .  sharon  started  teaching  both  him  &  bill  when  they  were  really  young ,  but  only  bobby  really  caught  on  &  continued  with  it . 

since  bill  was  sick , bobby  was  out  with  georgie  the  day  he  disappeared .  he  let  georgie  run  ahead  of  him  &  turn  the  corner  at  witcham —  HE  WAS  GOING  TO  CATCH  UP ,  HE  SWEARS  IT  —  but  there  was  a  new  missing  poster  on  the  lamppost  and  he  stops  a  minute  too  long  to  look  at  it .  by  the  time  he  rounds  the  corner ,  georgie’s  gone  &  there’s  only  bloody  rainwater  in  his  place .

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                                        ————-         HEY ,  if  you’re  gonna  push  me  around ,                                                    bowers ,  at  least  call  me  by  the  RIGHT  NAME . 

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ahahaa ...  unless  ? 

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yall  still  fuckin  uhhh ...   alive  ? 

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full  offense ,  i  miss  this  blog  

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literally  noah  fence  but  how  are  yall  still  finding  this  bloog  

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ship with me you cowards

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this blog is safe

this blog will not post further things concerning recent RPC events

not out of disrespect, not out of hate, but simply to maintain this place as a safe get-away spot where one can relax and have some fun

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trackshorts:

     NO ! “ – yes?” he’s trying to follow along, he really is, but there’s an uncomfortable tingle in his hands where bobby touches him, like the digits have just fallen asleep and refuse to wake up. eddie glances up at his music teacher from the corner of his eye, gaze darting back down almost immediately. 

     bobby’s hand noticeably dwarfs eddie’s over the keys, the observation making his cheeks burn though he can’t explain why. “you’re better at this ‘cuz your fingers are longer,” he blurts, stretching out his hand beneath bobby’s, only a few of their fingers aligning. “i can’t reach all the keys like you.”

he  gives  a  playful  roll  of  his  eyes ,  followed  by  a  sarcastic  tch .   ❛❛  excuses , ❜❜  he  teases . ❛❛   my  mom  used  to  hit  my  fingers  with  a  pencil  if  i  couldn’t  get  to  the  right  key .  guess  i  learned  faster .  ❜❜ 

eddie’s  hands  WERE  small ,  almost  endearingly  so .  they  were  soft , too ,  no  doubt  a  result  from  never  being  exposed  to  anything  remotely  rough  in  his  entire  life .  YOU’RE  STARING .  lost  in  a  sudden  daydream .  stop  staring ,  bobby .

 ❛❛  ----- uhhhhh  , ❜❜  is  all  he  can  manage  for  a moment  before  he  finally  gets  back  on  track .   ❛❛  if  you  ever  watch ,  like ,  a  professional  pianist  ?  they  embellish  a  whole  lot  by  moving  their  whole  arms  &  wrists .  it’s  really  kinda  funny  to  watch .  i  think  the  bangor  symphony  is  doing  a  show  next  month  ----  we  should  go . ❜❜  eyes  widen .   ❛❛  but  only  if  you  want  to ,  ❜❜  he  adds  quickly .  ‘cause  it’s  not  a  DATE  or  anything .  no  big . 

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     for once, eddie is GLAD for the rain. it had started just as he was meant to head home ( BE BACK BY CURFEW, EDDIE BEAR! ) but a call to his mom had bought him even more time with bobby. after all, even sonia kaspbrak would rather her son stay the night at a friend’s than risk walking home in the rain, catching a cold.

    so he’s seated next to bobby on the too - hard piano stool, and trying to follow along but it just isn’t clicking for him. eddie’d played flute in middle school but playing this was like being on another planet. his brows furrow, frustrated. “ – how can you even tell where the right notes are? all the keys look the same.”

❛❛  well ,  you’ve  got  your  basic  notes  ,  A  B  C  D  E  F  G  ---   ❜❜     he  plays  them  as  he  says  them  ----  ❛❛   &  then  it  just  repeats  over  &  over .  the  higher  notes  are  to  the  right ,  &  the  lower  ones  on  the  left .  simples .  ❜❜   but  one  glance  at  the  look  on  eddie’s  face  tells  him  that  the  idea  is  far  from  simple .  

❛❛   here  ---  this  key  right  here ,  it’s  the  center  of  the  piano .  it’s  called  middle  c.  ❜❜   he  takes  eddie’s  hand  in   his  own  and  presses  down  on  correct  key .   ❛❛  then  D ...  E ...  F ...  ❜❜   he  moves  eddie’s  fingers u p  the  scale ,  trying  to  ignore  the  warmth  that  is  spreading  across  his  cheeks ,  the  bridge  of  his  nose .   ❛❛ does  it  make  a  little  bit  more  sense  now  ?  ❜❜    

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me  logging  in  for  the  1st  time  in  .  days :  uhhhhhhh  whomst  are  yall  !! 

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I HWANANA DIE I SAW THAT UGLY SHOE ON ANTHR ACCOUNT N WAS LIKE ‘O GREY N TEAL FOR SURE’ BUT I JUST SAW IT AGAIN HERE N IM LIKE ‘PINK N WHITE’ Q88USJSDJDSKJSKH WHTAST HEU 

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who wants to ᵘʰʰʰʰʰʰ kiss me

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                                                     NOBODY  LISTENS  TO  US ,  NOBODY  LISTENS !!                                  THEY  NEVER  LISTEN  TO  US  ,  BUT  NOW  YOU’RE  GONNA  LISTEN  !!                                           ‘CAUSE  IT’S  TIME  YOU  HEARD  OUR  SIDE  OF  THE  STORY . 

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ok  ok  ok  since  i’ve  been  seeing  a  bunch  of  loser  sibling  ocs  popping  up .  LIKE  this  to  be  in a  big  ol  group  promo  !!!!!!