Realistic or Modern Grand Sound University (OPEN)

[txlos]

Fall has just begun to show it's colors on Grand Sound University's campus. All of the trees are beginning to hold their colors of red and orange, fallen leaves sticking to the ground and bits of rain starting to fall upon new and returning students. The campus itself is buzzing with life, teeming with new majors, students looking for roommates, professors bustling about to get their lesson plans in order, but all in all, this is a place where young adults bloom into their lives.
To survive this campus, there are a few rules that all students are expected to follow. Please look them over before orientation!

Rules of the RP
No god-modding
Drama is encouraged, but communicate with those involved
No character deaths without prior conversation with GMs
Two paragraphs minimum per post
NO TEXT TALK (unless texting)
Characters can be between 18-24
Have fun!

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[txlos]

Leanna Ward

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It was usually the same morning routine. Get up, feed Koda (who would otherwise be screaming the entire time), take a shower, comb the mass of red hair that laid atop her head, get dressed, grab the sketchbook and head out the door. Walk down to the cafe that sat on the outer edge of campus, avoid the mist as much as possible to no avail, head in and order an iced caramel macchiato with extra caramel drizzle. Sit in the corner, the back left near the window, feet up on the opposite chair. Pull out the sketchbook, draw and sip coffee for a little, maybe put in headphones and find something new to listen to. How exciting. Probably the most exciting part of her day, aside from the recent experimenting she had been doing with water colors.

Leanna thrived off of routine - it made the days easier and made her life flow. And in a life full of uncertainty like hers, it was something that was heavily needed. So, today started out like every morning did. Sat in that back corner, dressed in loose fitting, high waisted jeans with a black sweater that hung off of one shoulder, her fingernails painted a dark green color mindlessly tapping on the glass of her iced caramel treat. Her hair fell loose down one shoulder, the top pressed down by an emerald green beanie while her eyes focused on the sketchpad in her lap as her other hand flicked a pencil freely over the page. It was 8:23am now, her first class began in one hour and was fairly close to the cafe. Nothing to worry about, not a care for now. They were a few weeks into fall semester now, the leaves a bright red color that complimented her ginger hair, the air crisp and nipping at her nose and ears. Later, she would be enthralled in art classes, an internship with one of her professors, work and then more drawing, but for now, her busy life was at a halt. Mornings were were happy place, this cafe was her happy place, and nothing would ruin that.

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[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Achilles walked briefly through the mist towards the campus from his flat. He usually went to campus on a bike but thought better of it now that the mist had set in. He attempted once a few days ago and more than once he was nearly ran over. He was dressed in basic Jean's, band t-shirt and a navy blue wind breaker, carrying a brown leather bag on his shoulder. It wasnt a long trip on foot, just about fifteen minutes with a brisk walk and he usually enjoyed the exercise even in this deteriorating weather.

He wasnt one for cold weather but he liked the mist he felt safe in it concealing cover it brought around him. Since he discovered certain fact about himself in the summer he always had the feeling he was watched. The same car seemed to appear when ever he was, he would spot each time he stepped out from campus or home. Two men inside watching. More than once he tried to approach them but that would always drive off, only to reappear later. He had an idea who they were and why they were following them so was not worried about them still they were irritating. He could not go to the police as speaking would cause more trouble than it was worth which is what irked him the most.

Still now with the mist, he could at least pretend he was not seen or followed that he could go about his day without his shadow. Therefore he was more relaxed when he entered the cafe close to the campus for breakfast. A nice warm coffee and pain au chocolat would go well right about now. At first he did not notice the pretty ginger girl sitting and drawing nearby, only noting her when he settled in on a table next to her. He could not help be a little curious, he had seen her before in this cafe and always drawing something. He gently try to take peek, leaning over with what he thought was subtlety.

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[txlos]

Evelyn Morris

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"Shit shit shit shit," The profanities repeated as Evelyn ran around her apartment, tossing clothes this way and that, looking for that one pair of jeans, the ones with the frayed bottoms, the ones that fit her better than any of her other jeans, the ones she wanted to wear today. Rudy, the little bird she had adopted her freshman year, was squawking like mad as articles of clothing carelessly hit against his cage, rattling it only a little. "I'm sorry!" The blonde shouted in his direction, throwing her hands up with a frown before they were spotted. Laying neatly across the back of her couch, along with a light grey sweater. How stupid of her. She had completely forgotten that she had laid her clothes out the day before, making sure she was ready for her Abnormal Psych exam that was today. It was the first exam of this semester, the first exam of a class that would be apart of her major's track and she wanted to not only be on time, but be in the right headset. "Rudy, your mama is losing her damn mind," A smirk crossed Evie's face as she undressed in the middle of her apartment (she lived alone, y'know?) and quickly pulled on the fresh clothes. Heading out the door, she quickly threw her hair into a messy bun, pieces of it falling into her face an a chocolate chip Eggo waffle was held between her teeth. It was raining, well no, it was misting, but any wet in the air felt like rain to her.

Sprinting across the street, she looked down at her watch. 8:45am, her class started in fifteen minutes and was about ten across campus. Various 'excuse me's and 'I'm sorry's fell from her lips as she tried not to barrel through students, but it wasn't like she had much of a choice. Her blonde head bobbed up and down, jumping through obstacles before finally, a victorious smile on her lips, she reached the door.

Only to read a printed piece of paper, taped haphazardly to it, that read 'PSYC 348 Exam Postponed to Friday'.

"WHAT?!" It wasn't really a scream, no, more like a shriek of defeat. Her next class wasn't for a few hours, she had blocked off too much time for this exam so she couldn't go into work, she had stress eaten breakfast and going back to her apartment seemed pointless. "Great just great... what now."

 

[dvds12]

Skylar Hudson ​

Early Morning runs were relaxing for Skylar, as they were the only time of day where she could truly be alone with her thoughts. She had only been at the university for a few weeks now, but in that time she was able to find a perfect trail through the trees that she ran every morning. The weather in Washington was different than what she was used to in Arizona, but she didn't let the cold ruin her morning runs. After the run she had just enough time to have a quick shower and go for a cup of coffee before she had to truly start her day. Her schedule was jam packed with classes in the morning and early afternoon, after classes she would go to diving practice and not get off until Six at night. Sky usually spent her nights at the library getting caught up on her classes so she could have more time to be in the pool. Her busy days meant that she really didn't get time to herself a lot so she really loved the jogs in the morning and the cup of black coffee right afterwards on a park bench watching busy students walk by and the leaves slowly falling off of the trees.

Sipping her coffee Skylar let her mind wander about her classes and the little worry in the back of her mind about how she has not picked a major yet. She was only a freshman and had tons of time to pick something out, but the constant reminders from her parents were starting to get on her nerves. She had only really ever wanted to do one thing and that was join the Olympic team for diving. Sky really didn't have any other ambitions than that, but she knew she should pick something out study as a fall back plan like her parents have been suggesting. She just didn't know what yet and that was starting to stress her out a little as the question circled around in her mind about what she wanted to do with the rest of her life other than diving.

Sky's phone buzzed from her pocket which brought her out of her deep thinking and she quickly took a quick look and found out she had gotten a text from her dad. It was a quick good morning and it made her smile as this was a tradition of her and her fathers to text each other in the morning. As she was typing back a reply she glanced at the time as saw she still had a few minutes before she would go off to her first class of the day. Putting away her phone, Sky took a deep breath and tried to enjoy the little amount of time she had left before she would have to sit in classrooms and listen to boring professors when she would rather be in the pool working on her inward tucks.

Interactions: Open​

 

[MadiRaiCat]

River Lennox​

Location: Cafe
Mentions: Orion
Interactions: Open
Outfit: x

River pushed into the cafe, immediately regretting her decision to get coffee for Orion and herself that morning. The place was packed, crowded with more students than she had expected that early in the morning. Immediately, alarms went off in her mind as her anxiety made itself known. River took her phone from her back pocket, about to text Orion and tell him coffee would have to wait. But she already had a headache that morning from lack of caffeine. That, combined with the fact that she was about to be in an enclosed space with many more people in her first class forced River to face her anxieties and get in the line in front of the register. While waiting, she took a moment to glanced around the cafe. Almost all the seats were full with students, some studying and others looking to stressed to even focus on flashcards at that moment.

River gripped one strap of the guitar case on her back, tugging it absentmindedly. It was the beginning of her junior year and, so far, classes were going okay. Maybe it was because she was really into zoology, like so much so that she watched David Attenborough nature documentaries for fun in her free time. And maybe it was because she was somehow insanely good at remembering details. Either way, River didn't think she was having as rough a time in her classes as some of the over-stressed students in the cafe seemed to be. Pulling her away from her thoughts, River realized it was her turn to order. "A medium black coffee and a medium cappuccino please," she said, swiping her card through the machine to pay. Finding a small space next to the pick-up counter out of the way, River waited for their drinks with slowly increasing anxiety.

By the time her name was called, it felt as though her skin was crawling. River wasn't quite sure why she had agreed to meet Orion so early before class to go over songs and lyrics. It might've been his promise of buying her lunch afterwards as River wasn't one to ever turn down a good meal. She silently grabbed the two cups and immediately headed towards an empty booth in the back corner without another word. The beautiful morning sunlight streaming in through the windows of the cafe was enough to send her anxiety back into remission. River smiled softly and took out her lyrics notebook, a turquoise pen between her fingers. It wasn't long before she had completely tuned out the cafe around her, jotting down potential lyrics to go along with the chords she had written earlier that week.

River took a sip from one of the cups, making a face before sitting it back on the table and grabbing the other. She wasn't really a fan of sweeter coffee drinks, and smiled softly when the bitter taste of black coffee met her tongue. Briefly glancing out the window, River found the dark-haired guy she had met at an open mic night freshman year who quickly became her first college friend standing just outside, finishing up a cigarette. She rolled her eyes and moved her guitar case to the ground, making from for him to sit across from her when he eventually came inside. With that, River returned to her notebook.

codedbycrucialstar​

 

[MadiRaiCat]

Orion Michelakis​

Location: Arts Building -> Cafe
Mentions: River
Interactions: Open
Outfit: x

"Just a little bit longer," Orion murmured to himself, tilting the tray pack and forth to let the liquid slide across the surface of the print. An eerie red hue filled the room with just enough light so that Orion could see what he was doing, but not to much as to ruin the photographs. The photography student had arrived to campus early in hopes of being the first one into the dark room for the day. After spending the entire previous week working on shots for his term project, Orion was eager to see what he had to work with. The results would either inspire him to keep going with his current idea or push him into another direction. Either way, more work would have to be done. Orion gently pulled the print from the tray of liquid, carefully hanging it to dry among the others he had already exposed and fixed. Glancing around the room at the rows of drying prints, Orion grinned, hopeful that at least some of the prints would turn out well.

Pulling him from his daze, Orion's phone began to ring in his pocket. He jumped, realizing that up until that point, the room had been entirely silent. Glancing at his phone, Orion realized he needed to head out to the Club Fair. He wasn't really sure why he had agreed to cover the first shift for the Photography Club. It got him out of being around the Greek Club or Gymnastics Team booths, so at least there was that. Slipping through the door into the secondary room before the actual classroom, Orion had to pause a moment at the sudden brightness that assaulted his senses. He blinked rapidly to allow his eyes to adjust to the light, but it still hurt just a bit. Such was the struggle of being a photography major who developed his own film in a dark room.

With a few minutes left to make it to the cafe, Orion grabbed his navy blue backpack from the counter at the front of the class along with a portfolio of prints he needed for a Photography club presentation he would give in a later class. The idea was to entice other students, whether they were photography majors or not, to join the club. A new batch always joined at the beginning of the fall semester, and dwindled in active members through the spring. But the ones that stuck around were usually the most passionate about photography, and Orion was at least a bit happy about that. When he finally reached the cafe, Orion realized he hadn't had his morning cigarette yet. Gently sitting his portfolio on a nearby empty table, Orion pulled the light blue pack of death sticks from his pocket and lit one between his lips.

With a deep inhale, Orion let the tainted smoke fill his lungs, savoring the flavor and the beginning of a relaxing buzz. He had been smoking since he was a teenager, much to his parents' dismay. But it was a good stress reliever, even if some people were not a fan of it. Orion glanced behind him through the front window of the cafe, glancing around for River in case she had already arrived. He had asked her to meet him to talk about songs and lyrics as Ry was having trouble with writer's block, and needed his best friend's advice. When it came to things she was passionate about, River rarely struggled with creativity. The dark headed photography found her in a booth in the corner, her head ducked down as she scribbled in her notebook. Orion grinned and turned, leaning against the side of the building. He would join her soon enough, after he finished his cigarette.

codedbycrucialstar​

 

[Alexia]

JORDAN

Making his way to his first lesson of the day he couldn't help but notice that all the other students he walked past where judging him,sure they where sort of hard to see through the mist,he could still somehow feel them judging him through the thick morning mist and as much as he hated it he couldn't blame them because he honestly looked and felt horrible.

He had spent all night playing online video games and now looked like a drunk zombie as he slowly made his way to his
First Class while slurping black coffee from a literal bowl while also wearing a black hoodie with black sweat pants, Vans with untied shoe laces and socks that didnt even match in the slightest because on his right foot was SpongeBob themed whilst his left foot Spiderman theme. Too tired to care about the other people's opinions about his ....odd appearance he longed for all the sleep he would get when he got home.

"Let's just hope I don't get distracted by video games again",he thought to himself whilst slurping some more of the black liquid that prevented him from literally falling apart on the sidewalk."Who am I kidding, I probably will,"he said with a stupid grin, he knew that it was nearly impossible for him to resist video games no matter how hard he tried .His thoughts where cut of when he clumsily walks in to a girl who looks around his age and seemed to be texting on her phone before he practically rammed into her and for a split second he admired her beauty. After that second he almost screamed as he realized that he had managed to spill almost half the coffee from his jug all over his hood during their collision. He tried to play off the burn as the coffee continued to sink into his clothes, though this hurt... alot, he played it off because he really didn't want to give her a bad first impression."Oh s-sorry about that",he says to her whilst burning in the inside......of his clothes. "Just stay cool Jordy you can do this", he thought to himself. He always motivated himself before talking to strangers, this is especially true when the stranger is pretty and his age.

INTERACTIONS:Skyler Hudson @dvds12

 

[Anonymous]

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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] Greyson, Evelyn.
[div class=tag]tags[/div] txlos FluffyPancakes .
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Mia shivered slightly as she trudged down the sidewalk next to her twin Greyson. Tucking her hands into her armpits she began to realize just how much she missed the warm weather back home in Georgia. They almost never saw the leaves change colors and any rain or wind had a warmness added. " It almost never gets this cold back home." she complained to Greyson as he walked beside her. Reaching down into her sweatshirt, which sported her university's name and colors, she retrieved a slightly soggy folded piece of paper. Glancing from the street as they crossed the street and back down at the paper she spoke again to her paired brother. "They should be right on this street. They're twins too so they should be pretty cool. I know it'll be weird, with me being a girl, but I'm sure they understand us wanting to stick together; it's a twin thing I guess." Reading the address one more time Mia refolded the sheet and stuck it back in her pocket. Wiping her damp fingers on her leggings, she then retreated them into her sleeves for warmth. Hearing a slight oof Mia halted and glanced over at Greyson instead of the addresses. "Oh geez Grey, you two okay?" [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] Mia, Evelyn.
[div class=tag]tags[/div] txlos .
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Greyson flipped up the hood of his black slick windbreaker to try and shield himself from the cool mist. Eyes downward he counted his steps in each square of sidewalk, simply to see the pattern and to watch himself take even steps. It was his own special thing he supposed. Nobody ever really took notice of it, and if they did they never made comment of it. Mia knew, but she knew everything; because he told her. She knew when he had his first kiss, when he broke the piano seat not the dog, she just knew everything with him. With him. They did everything together and he refused to let them go about any other way. "Yeah I know. I wish the mist would at least go away, It's starting to annoy me at this point." Glancing up at Mia he watched her unfold the paper. Stepping closer he leaned over her shoulder, which she never minded, to catch the address the paper read " I don't think they'll mind. They don't seem like the type to rape and murder, so I think it'll work out haha." Stepping away he watched the apartment complex names pass as he returned to watching his steps "Have you ever noticed that the sidewalk squares Here are bigger than the ones on our street back at home? I know it's a dumb observation but, I dunno, I just thought I'd say something about it" Chuckling lightly Greyson looked to listen to Mia's response. Stopped abruptly, he made forceful contact with a person walking to opposite direction. Phone bumped out of the girls grasp he went to snatch it from the air with his left, then his right, and then finally snagged it with his left before it smacked the pavement. "I-I'm so sorry, my bad." Clutching the caught phone to his chest as he talked, it then dawned on him and he spoke once more "Oh, and here's you're phone back!" he laughed nervously and shoved his hands into his Khaki pants pockets to wait for her response. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

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[FluffyPancakes]

Aaron Brown
“Time to wake up”, Aaron shouted at his brother at the same time as he pushed the door open, he decided to not look into the room more than necessary. His twin brother’s, Anton’s, the room was about as messy as it could be. He had things thrown everywhere and things covered the floor. They had an agreement that the apartment was supposed to be clean, but Anton’s room could be messy as long as it did not stink or leave spots on the floor or walls. Aaron was quite proud of the fact that Anton actually kept his promise.

Aaron had woken up much earlier than usual this day because they were expecting to show the two last rooms in the apartment. Through their grandparents, they had found a cheap, but well kept, apartment with four bedrooms. Their grandparents had told them that if they got someone, or two, to live with them they could easily pay for it and live a comfortable living close to the university. Aaron had been against it at first, but when they had not been able to find anything else they could share he had taken the advice. So now he had spent the whole morning to make the apartment look as nice as possible, so he was going to keep the door to his brother’s room shut.

He had two contracts laying on the kitchen table, and he could almost feel its presence with his soul. He had the contract studied and made to make sure they could not screw him over, he would not let anyone do that to him, or his brother.
“Anton, you’re going to oversleep the appointment”, Aaron almost screamed this time, he had done so much for this to go smoothly, if his brother fucked this up he was going to be angry for real.

Anton Brown
Covered his face with a pillow when Aaron woke him up. The light from the living room burned his soul. Anton murmured something about dying, but even he knew it was a blunt lie. He Turned around and tried to fall asleep again, he did not care about the apartment. For all, he cared he could go back to his old life, or at least he thought it for a second before his brain kept up with him. No, he told himself. When his brother screamed again, Anton rolled out of bed and screamed back.
“I’m awake, okay? No one can sleep with you in the house.”

Anton threw on a pair of black jeans and slammed his door behind him when he went towards the kitchen. He hit his brother on the shoulder for waking him up, but a smile traced his lips as he did to show that it was not his usual rage, but rather his way of saying thanks. In the kitchen, Aaron had served up some eggs for him, and even if Anton was not a breakfast kind of person, this had become their usual routine.
“So they will get here soon? And yes, I will put on a shirt. And yes, I will be in my room, quiet as a mouse”, Anton said between his bites.

Interaction: Le Twins #1
Mention: Le Twins #2 Anonymous

 

[dvds12]

Time was finally up for Skylar as her first class which was intro to criminal justice would start any minute now. Heaving a heavy sigh Sky rose from her seat and headed towards the class. She didn't make it far as not even a minute from getting up someone crashed into her, sending her back a few feet. She looked up just in time to see the person who had bumped into her looked to be a boy around her age and she saw him spill his hot coffee on himself. It looked as if the hot coffee really hurt, she guessed as he gave her no signs that he was in any pain. After bumping into her he muttered out an apology, which she accepted as she wasn't the type of person to get mad at someone for a clear accident.

" Are you ok that looked like it really hurt?" Sky asked the stranger as she knew how much pain hot coffee can bring. She knew that if she didn't leave now she would be late for her next class, but she didn't care as she wanted to make sure he was ok. Plus she really didn't care about classes so being late to her first one of the day didn't bother her too much.

Interactions: Alexia

 

[txlos]

Evelyn Morris

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So not only had she been woken up early to go to this stupid lecture, but now, there was absolutely nothing for her to do. Closing her eyes to stop the image of the cancelled exam from piercing into her brain, Evelyn reached up a thin-fingered hand to rub across her cheeks. Sure, she could go back to the apartment, but god, that seemed like a hassle. Maybe grab a coffee at the corner cafe, but the walking down there was not something that the blonde was looking forward to.

Before she could ponder the idea any further, an unknown source knocked the wind out of the petite girl. A slight "Oof," left her lips as she stumbled back a bit, her sneakers squeaking against the slightly damp concrete as Evelyn attempted to catch herself which, surprisingly, she was successful at. But really, a late alarm, a cancelled class, and now th- Oh.

Once she had regained herself, blue eyes blinked twice before focusing on the figure that had made contact with her. His hands clutched her phone in a manner of panic, but his face seemed only slightly red with embarrassment. He was cute. Tousled brunette hair, light eyes, slightly pale and very tall. Was this the universe's way of blessing her otherwise terrible morning? Maybe, though Evelyn was rarely one to believe in such things. None the less, it wasn't something that she was in any position to question, so instead she smiled. "Don't worry about it," The words were soft, and genuine in their usual Evelyn fashion. She reached out slowly, grabbing the phone from him with a shrug of her shoulders before pocketing it. "No bruise, no harm. No cracked screen," A laugh filtered between rosy pink lips as she could begin to feel her stomach twisting. She had never been good at flirting, but damn, she tried.

Anonymous

 

[Alexia]

Jordan had tried to keep his cool as to not look like a complete weirdo to the pretty girl infront of him but the coffee burn was pretty intense and hurt like hell. It was most likely going to leave a mark.

"Yes, yes it does hurt... Very much,"he said answering her question in a slightly humorous way.... he was trying to laugh through the pain.

"I'm Jordan," he introduces with a awkward smile."Nice to meet you miss?". He immediately cringed after that last word.

What the heck was that, why would I call her miss .he thought as he mentally face palmed. She probably has somewhere to be anyway so I shouldn't be wasting her time acting like a complete weirdo.

INTERACTIONS: dvds12

 

[lonecoyote]

Milo Vasquez-Whitt

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Milo laid in her bed with her limbs tangled in her sheets, black hair that faded into silver fanned out and knotted into itself. Dry drool stuck to the side of her mouth as soft snores escaped her. The time was 7:45 am and it wasn't like Milo was out the night before the first day of the fall of her junior year that kept her in bed, but the fact that our young softball star was up all night binge watching the most recent season of Queer Eye with some Chinese food and answering emails about her spare rooms in the house that she rented out. The decently sized house had three bedrooms and was partially paid for by her father in advance so she wouldn't have to worry about it (must be nice, can't relate).

The feeling of her bed moving and shaking and the cold press of a nose to her face and pushing on her constantly made Milo's nose scrunch and her brows furrow. "Lay down, Manna." she groaned out, pushing her red husky away from her and to the side of the bed before grabbing a pillow and holding it close to her and cuddling. Whines came from Manna as she pawed at her owner again who dismissed her.

It was soon that Milo's phone was ringing and groggily, she opened her eyes. "Hello?" she asked groggily and can hear her friends laughing on the other end. "Are you still in bed, Milo?" she heard and Milo rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling rubbing her eyes. "Yeah, why? Wanna grab brunch?" Milo asked and yawned loudly, sitting up in bed and looking at the time on her phone. It was 9:05 am and she wasn't sure why her friends were up so early. "Milo. It's the first day of classes." her friends said and Milo's eyes widened. "No fucking way. Seriously? I forgot because of this stupid roommate situation and I did my schedule so far back. What class are y'all in?" she asked as she got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, turning the water on and quickly getting her clothes off. "They're in my class, Milo. Where you should be." a new voice entered the call and Milo sighed softly and entered the bath tub. "Hi, Travis." she said and he rolled his eyes. "It's Mr. Dire in class, Milo." he corrected her and Milo nodded.

"Sorry, Mr. Dire. I won't miss another class this semester." she said and told her that she better now before hanging up the phone and leaving Milo to get ready for the rest of her day. Usually, she'd call her teachers by their last name and what not, but her professors in her minor are the ones she spent the most time with and were master students that did research on many of the athletes.

It was an hour later and Milo had finally gotten dressed and found a parking spot and was finally on campus. "Next class is at 11 so I have time to grab some Starbucks." Milo wasn't really paying attention to where she was going since her face was buried into her phone replying to group chats, checking social media, and checking Instagram that she didn't realize she was in someone's way and bumped into them head on. "Ow! Shit..." Milo groaned out and took several steps back and dropped her phone on the ground.

 

[lonecoyote]

Theo Wilson

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Theo tapped his pencil against his notebook, leaning forward as he tried his best to listen to the professor. It was 9 am and the tattooed clad man was doing his best to stay awake. The night before, Theo was out at the local bar performing. So, needless to say Theo was out until roughly 2 am and didn't make it home until roughly 5 am because it was a bar and he was old enough to drink and drinking was one of his favorite past times. "And that'll be it for today. I'll see you all next class." the teacher announced which snapped Theo out of his trance. He looked around and let out a sigh, packing his things up before feeling a heavy hand slamming down onto his shoulder.

Theo quickly turned to see a guy roughly his height with a white polo hat turned backwards with a gray t shirt and off white shorts and nike's. "Theo! Man you did great last night. I meant to catch you at the bar, but you looked like you were having fun with Chelsea." the guy bellowed out, walking beside Theo who grinned and shook his head. "Hey man, thanks. You should've hung around last night after. We all drunk off of our asses and went over to Mikey's place." he grins and walks with his friend.

The two were laughing and talking about the previous night and about what the frat they were in together would be getting into since it was the first week of classes. "All these freshman rushing. It's going to be so crazy." he shakes his head, running his hands through his hair. Theo was a generally busy man with trying to have a music career, being on the council for his fraternity, and sending what money that he could to his mom for his siblings to have. "Dude, I have no idea. I heard that it was like a couple thousand new freshies. Like 20,000 maybe?" the other guy said and Theo groaned. "Man, I don't have time for rush....I already have like three assignments due by the end of the week." Theo shook his head, scratching his beard and revealing his new lion tattoo on his hand.

Theo looked down at his phone and let out a sigh. "I gotta go, my next class is about to start." he jogged off from his friend, his breathing a bit staggered. "God, I gotta stop drinking and partying with 19 year olds." he groaned out and appeared into the entrance just as the door was closing and he entered, apologizing profoundly.

 

[Anonymous]

MIA'S POST COMING TOMORROW!
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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] Evelyn
[div class=tag]tags[/div] @txtlos
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Greyson turned at Mia and pointed to Evelyn "I'm going to stay for a bit with um, yeah. I'll catch you later though, I promise!" As Mia turned to leave Greyson's palms began to sweat, Causing him to shove them farther into his pockets. "Would you want to grab a coffee or something? Or like a tea I guess if you don't drink coffee, I just assumed I guess. Or maybe you don't like tea. I'm sure they have hot cocoa though, eeeveryone likes hot cocoa. Unless you're Mia, she doesn't like chocolate. It's just cold and so I thought something warm would be nice, but I- I'm rambling. . . Sorry. I'm Greyson." Whipping a palm along the inside of his pocket he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Finally catching himself he cut himself off and extended his hand. Though He often came off as simply nervous, Greyson often grew anxious without Mia. Well that and his anxiety grew as he began to think of the meeting going on upstairs. What if they assumed he just didn't care enough to show up? Or what if Mia picked the worst room just so he could have the nice one? What if it was all a set up. . .What if Mia was being murdered, or raped, or sold, or kidnapped. Greyson stood nodding in a gaze before he blink and snapped, pointing finger guns at the girl. "Hey, want to come look at my possible new apartment with me? Wait no. That'd be weird." Greyson shook his head and chuckled "I have a lot going on today, sorry. So the Coffee or tea or hot chocolate haha?" Greyson shook his thoughts and ran his finger through his hair, catching the loose droplets forming at the tips of the strands. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

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[Anonymous]

Things go hectic but here she be lol
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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] A&A
[div class=tag]tags[/div] FluffyPancakes
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Mia Smiled as she watched her brother interact with the girl. Catching his eye she untucked a hand and pointed towards the building before waving. Mouthing the words I gotta go she gave a final wave before turning to leave. Glancing back at Grey one last time with a smile she pulled the handle to the apartment building and entered. Pulling her hands out of her sleeves she shuttered from the coolness in the air and was thankful for the welcoming heat. Pulling out the damp paper from her pocket she read the number she had scribbled in the corner that matched their apartment. Reading the signs posted Mia followed the halls and stairs until she reached the brown door. Letting out a deep breath she gave a steady knock and a small "Hello?" Standing silently she heard shuffling inside. Smoothing out the hairs in her messy bun as she waited, she grew slightly nervous as she realized she'd have to do something alone. She didn't mind having Greyson absent but it never happened too often. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

coded by shady.

 

[FluffyPancakes]

Aaron Brown
Aaron covered his face with his hands, slowly dragging them down.
“You should meet them. If they can’t handle you for a few minutes, it’s probably not worth them trying at all”, he said and gave his brother a small smile. He was about to do a final check through the apartment, even if he knew it was almost spotless, when he heard the knocking sound from the door. He shot his brother a quick look before he gave himself a small slap in the face, letting a bright smile shine. He forced himself to not be nervous but rather think good thoughts, he was finally getting his and his brother’s life on track. This was going to go great.

Aaron opened the door and smiled greatly at the girl on the other side, he tried to seem as friendly as he could.
“You must be Mia”, he said with his smile tangling the words. “I’m Aaron, welcome inside”, he said and opened the door wide and stepped aside. “I hope you like coffee, I thought it would be great for this cold morning.” He gestured for her to walk inside.

Anton Brown
Anton was almost out of his chair at the same moment he heard the door, he was contemplating for a second if he should just stay but decided against it. He put his plate in the sink and hurried towards his room, though on his way he got a glance of the girl’s brown hair, he had not remembered her name if it was not for his brother using it. He glanced by her, but the other one was not there. Anton then shut his door behind him, a little too hard as usual. A shirt over his head, a fast sweep over his floor, making sure most of the things would not be seen when opening the door and he walked out again, making sure the door was shut behind him.

Anton leaned at the doorframe to his room, trying to look as cool as he wanted to be recognised as. Though he felt more like the gangly boy he once had been. He wished he could look as well together as Aaron, just standing there looking spotless with a nice smile. Making the women swoon and the boys envious. Anton could feel his entire being, his awkward lean, his crossed arms, his shirt laying as not flat as possible. He gave ut the position as fast as possible and went to the counter to pour three cups of coffee instead.

 

[Anonymous]

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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] A&A.
[div class=tag]tags[/div] FluffyPancakes
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Mia entered with a smile "Yup, That would be me." As she entered she gave a small thank you and caught the boys eye with a smile. Giving a quick once over look she quickly took note of the impeccable looking space. "Coffee would be great thanks! And I apologize for Greyson's absence, he had something come up." Mia's eye was quickly caught as Anton entered and gave a small wave "Hey, I'm Mia. You must beeee um. . . Aaron? Though I'm a twin myself, I still am terrible keeping people straight." Glancing down at the cup he offered, Mia wrapped her fingers around the warmed mug. Smiling up at the twin she caught his eye and gave a small smile before looking back down at her mug. Turning back to the first twin Mia spoke once more "Which would make you Anton, though I'm probably all mixed up." Taking a sip she jumped back, startled by the temperature; sending the glass tumbling down with a shatter. "Oh geez, I'm so sorry. I got it." Bending down to begin collecting the broken glass, Mia winced and gripped her pointer finger as blood began to trickle out. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

coded by shady.

 

[Anonymous]

lil ol bump?