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Current to everyone waiting on a response, i'll get back to yall ASAP!! things are a little hectic rn, but i should be back to normal by monday <3
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Location: Hallway --> Luis' Tacoporium
Interaction: Mandy (via text, @TGM), Malu @metanoia

Admittedly, Mia had zoned out. This wasn't an uncommon occurrence, the girl had a tendency to get lost in her own thoughts, and was often spotted staring at nowhere with her head so far up in the clouds, her feet nearly left the ground. The buzzing of her phone was what made Mia snap back into reality, scrambling to read the various texts being sent her way. Reading them over, the junior typed quick as she walked.


Mandy Flanagan
This is a reminder to everyone who was in drama last year to let me know what you'd like me to petition for on your behalf in my proposal for our yearly theater productions. Also, I'd like a headcount. Is everyone who was part of our core participating this year?

I don't like surprises! See you guys later. :)

Mimi
u KNOW u can count on me this year again, mands <333


This got a smile on her face. Despite Amanda's ironically intimidating smiley faces, Mia really couldn't wait to be on stage with her friend again. Was she terrifying? Totally. But it was part of Mandy's appeal, and Mia couldn't deny that she astronomically raised the level of the drama club solely by being there.


Mad Malu
Get your ass to Luisโ€™ Tacoporium
Mad Malu
Bitch we gettin us some tacos!

Mimi
lessgoooooo !!!!!!

Mimi
omw. save me a spot on the line, bbcakes


Suddenly energized with the thought of overpriced Mexican food, Mia strutted her way through the carnival to meet with her lovely, grumpy friend- who was sure to be even grumpier at the fact that there was, indeed, a line at the Tacoporium. Malu was easy to find, if not for the fact that she was the angriest person on her way to get a taco. Contrasting with her friend's in-character crankiness, Mia ran up to her and wrapped her arms around the girl, smile wide across her face as she got her in a bear hug.

"Hey, grouchy! I missed you!" Mia said, in a sing-songy voice. She was quick to pull away and gesture at her last-minute haircut, with a hopeful expression as she looked over at Malu's reaction to it "So, bangs, what are we thinking? ...Please say something nice. Vincent has been calling me a 'little lad' all morning, I need it for my self-esteem."

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hey!! I recently got back into Harry Potter 'cause of TikTok (which is so embarrassing for my brand, but I'm taking it like a champ), and I've been wanting to play around with the universe a bit. If that seems like something you'd be interested in, feel free to shoot me a PM!! My only requirement is that you're over 18 :)

I'm pretty open-minded and flexible on most things, so if you got any ideas, lmk!! But here's what I'd be into doing:





If any of these catch your eye, shoot me a PM! <333



Location: Carnival
Interaction
: @Apoalo


Vincent whistled to himself, one headphone in, blasting Donda at a volume so loud it would probably make him go deaf by age 30. He bought himself a fresh apple and some black coffee to wash it down, looking around the Carnival at all the familiar and strange faces. He had a smirk on his face as he bit his apple, seeing a big group on the Lacrosse field, made up of a bunch of the boys from Lacrosse, as well as Maria, Marco, Ruby...even Frenchie was around, who had had the misfortune of being placed in the same homeroom class as Vincent. Well- misfortune for Landon, because personally, Vincent couldn't wait to annoy him with every single chance he got. Mornings were about to get a lot more fun, for once.

There was also the issue of Lydia, who was nowhere to be seen, and hadn't really spoken to him since last Friday. They had broken up, again...at least he thinks they did. Vincent could never really tell where he was when it came to Lydia, and neither did anyone else- their relationship status was a bigger mystery than the Roanoke colony disappearance. In any case, he didn't feel like untangling that mess at the moment, and wasn't even sure if the girl made it to class, given her insane schedule, so there wasn't much to worry about.

His attention quickly drifted to the bleachers, where his secret neighbor was strumming out a song on his guitar. Vince probably missed Riley in the morning during the effort of hiding Mia's new haircut from Diane, and he hadn't had much time to say anything to anyone during his short attendance of homeroom, so it felt like a nice opportunity to shoot the shit with his friend.



"Oi, Riles."
Vincent called out to his friend as he went up the bleachers, throwing his apple up in the air and catching it before it fell back on his hand "It's not even 8 yet. Bit early to work on your next big masterpiece, ain't it?" He grinned at his friend as he took a seat, making himself comfortable and giving the apple another bite.
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Location: The Romano Household
Interaction: Each other.


The godawful sound of his alarm pulled Vincent from his semi-decent sleep. Groggy, lazy, and still catching a whiff of the cheap deodorant he used to hide the smell of smoke in his room the night before, he forced himself out of the comfort of his bed and the linen sheets, that always seemed a thousand times more inviting in the early morning. Not that it was that early, and given the fact that punctuality was not very high up on his list of priorities, Vincent was pretty sure heโ€™d arrive at Dellbrook late, as he had done every single day of his academic life.

He threw something decent (and way too expensive) on, and spend more time on his hair than heโ€™d like to admit- but it was always worth it for the end result, Vince looked good, and he knew it. Whistling down the stairs and not at all concerned with the ticking clock, he stopped in his tracks when he saw Mia, already going through her breakfast. It seemed his half-sister had a bit of a radical change overnight.


โ€œMorninโ€™.โ€ Vincent said, not helping a shit-eating grin as he leaned against the kitchen doorframe โ€œWhat the hell happened to your hair?โ€

โ€œItโ€™s bangs.โ€ Mia defended, already looking up annoyed at him โ€œWhat? They look cool, I did them myself!โ€

โ€œYeah, clearly.โ€ He snorted, which the girl responded by flipping he bird โ€œDiane seen that yet?โ€

โ€œโ€ฆNo.โ€

Barking out a laughter, Vincent shook his head as he grabbed an apple, already turning on his heel and heading for the car outside.

โ€œOh, Christ. Move it, letโ€™s get you out of the house before she does.โ€
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Location: Dellbrook
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Escaping the inevitable confrontation with his step-monster and her wrath, Vincent honked loudly and obnoxiously until Mia got in the BMW, cursing him out the entire time as she did. They didnโ€™t talk much in the car ride to the school, as they never really did, and Vincent just put on Whole Lotta Red to hype himself up for another day of not paying attention in class and skipping school to go smoke behind the bleachers. The sweet, sweet American educational system.

To nobodyโ€™s surprise, Vincent nearly missed homeroom, and proceeded to strut his way over to Ms. Goldman's class, while making no move to rush himself.


โ€œMorning, Ms. G.โ€ Vincent smiled at their homeroom teacher, all charm as always, even if he was one of the last people to get there, arriving at about 7:30 โ€œHope you didnโ€™t miss me too much over summer, maโ€™am.โ€

Very much in-character, he spent his 5 remaining minutes of homeroom zoning out, and appreciating his seating- he got placed right between the twins, which was fun for him, probably not so fun for Maria, whom he was sure to annoy the whole year โ€˜round. Assembly wasn't much different- he closed his eyes, and would have gotten a few extra minutes of sleep had his damn half-sister not kicked him awake everytime he tried it.

As assembly came to an end, Vincent yawned and stretched his arms, and was quick to leave as he was slow to arrive. First day back for his last year at Dellbrookโ€ฆhe might as well start if off with something to eat. He had about 7 minutes, which was planning on using to get to the Carnival and buy something off the food trucks there. And if he was ate for first periodโ€ฆthat wouldnโ€™t exactly be shocking for anyone.

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