Dash and Danny not talking about college to each other bc they know that long distance relationships are stressful enough w/o the trouble of classes and stuff so they’ll have to break up.
Dash and Danny being happy about being accepted to colleges and wanting so badly to tell each other but knowing that it will just make them upset.
Dash and Danny breaking up a week before they leave for college on good terms with promises of still being friends and all that shit.
Dash and Danny being all mopey and depressed for the better part of a month and talking over Skype with sad smiles.
Dash noticing the building behind Danny while they are in video chat and laughing bc it looks a lot like the one at his campus and Danny getting all serious bc he /swears/ that the cafe Dash is at looks just like the one on /his/ campus.
Danny hanging up the call w/o explanation and running as fast as he could to the campus cafe and nearly crying when he sees Dash sitting at a table trying to call him back.
Danny’s skype ringtone on his phone making Dash look up and see Danny smiling so wide and maybe crying and Dash stands up so fast his chair falls back.
Everybody in the whole cafe watching them kiss and cry for like 5 straight minutes before the bother to sit down and Dash is blushing bc he didn’t notice the barista coming to clean up his mess of a coffee on the floor and he keeps apologizing and smiling and he’s still holding Danny’s hand and pressing kisses to his knuckles.
Dash and Danny being stupid little SHITS and not even noticing they applied and got accepted to the same college and STILL not even noticing until a couple of months into the first semester.
note: if you were in the reader’s position, would you be able to forgive him?
You kicked your shoes off your feet and dropped your heavy purse onto the floor with made a loud sigh when it slammed onto the ground. It had been an absolutely EXHAUSTING day. After dealing with grouchy customers who demanded refunds, accidentally switching up orders, and getting scolded by the manager, you were completely sapped of energy.
All you desired at the moment was to flop down on your soft, comfy bed and cuddle with Rocky. Or maybe even bathe in warm water while listening to your favorite music playlist. But when you looked up, you were greeted with a Rocky who was glaring at you with furrowed eyebrows. His arms were crossed against his chest and to say the least, he looked unpleased.
Michael (classic) The Book of Revelation! Jeremy: Grade 9! Everybody; Hall Cafe! (Song) They find me in a bad “push”. Then go to your friends. And they are at the same time games of war, You know, you get a lot of grip, my brother’s skin. And stay in the running and track running. If they want to give, you must use force. If you are weak; Since the double game. Hey, Effed the cause of the world! Michael; Cool vintage friends and more. But no one, not something I think others like me. You think this is high school But it’s not the fact that you’re smart. We like the game I tattoo Pacman, hard graphic to go back. The understanding is that we do not want to be one. Cool kids are the reason we’re at college, big school, I know, yes. People like us to call the brothers, hear the university rules in college. High school is not good the sea to sail hell, however. Otherwise, the core of the case, the player if you are a half! Both (a): Zombies! Warning! Ah! What!? 500. Jeremy (voice) Create a character page for: Users have to fight together for years. Nintendo today has too little general zombie! Now we are caught up in what I want to go. Michael; Wait two years; You can see that our university is not running cold and the universities. Jeremy: Hey, I know you can be changed according to your needs: Everybody; People like us call universities; Jeremy: But we are not in college; Michael; It does not matter. High school geek, but you will come back. You must do; Everybody; We have two players. (Other) AH O Zombies! (Papa Jeremy) Yes? CLASS! (Papa Jeremy) children? And the nails? (Dad Jeremy) Jeremy! Pause.
Jeremy (voice) Create a character page for: I love you for the person you know is not extraordinary, but I can not. Michael; Really ~ pewson true’m favowite Jeremy: Yes, we do not suffer! Hell, I have to overcome. If it exists, or simply because, Everybody; We have two players! They find me in a bad “push”. Then go to your friends. And they are at the same time games of war, You know, you get a lot of grip, my brother’s skin. And stay in the running and track running. If they want to give, you have to use force. If you are weak; Since the game for two players, Effed the cause of the world! Two-player games! Two-player games! -ey Hay-away!
I’ve never understood when people say that a fictional thing (a book, a show, etc.) has changed their lives.
A little over a year ago I wasn’t feeling great. I’d just finished a three year writing course at university, and a combination of essay writing about books I’m mostly not interested in (and ruining the ones that I am) and teachers saying that you have to get your work published in literary journals and apply for competitions because publishers won’t even want to touch your work if they can’t recognise your name. I loathe essays, and I don’t write literary fiction, the only kind of fiction this country seems to be interested in. I was losing the passion for the only thing I’d ever been passionate about, and the one thing I’d ever been half decent at.
Almost ten months ago I was becoming depressed. I couldn’t find a job - in editing, in writing, or even in hospitality or retail - and the government decided that if you want to be getting money for them you either had to be studying full time or applying for 20 jobs a fortnight. I’d only finished studying and there was nothing else that caught my interest, and there’s barely 20 jobs to apply for every two weeks, and that’s with me living in a well populated, urban area (I’d hate to imagine what it’s like for people living out in the country, where there’s five stores and nothing else unless you want to drive for half an hour). And of course coming into this depression was making the heaping amount of anxiety I already have much, much worse.
I was just losing the will to go on as I was, and I was mostly doing it for my friends and family.
At the end of my course I started reading Skulduggery Pleasant and my god, it was the best thing I’d read in three years. It made me smile, it made me laugh, it made me cry, and it made me went to throw the book against the wall (but I’d paid like $20 for that book, so I couldn’t). It made me remember all the reasons I love reading and writing; to illicit such emotion is an amazing skill to have.
This made me feel great about writing, and I began my own novel as part of nanowrimo 2015. As of today I’m in the rewriting process (second draft), and the first draft had approximately 40,000 words; the most I’ve ever written for any project.
But of course we still need to fast forward a bit. There’s this whole, like, six months filled with some kind of depression and some awful anxiety and that one time I had a job for like a month but it made the whole thing worse and let’s skip over that part.
Let’s skip to now. Because of Skulduggery Pleasant I remembered my passion for my life’s craft. And if I’d never started reading that book and writing my novel, I’d never have applied for a screenwriting course at another uni, which we’ve been told is extremely difficult to get into; there’s countless applications every year, and there’s probably about fifty people in the (first year) class; I was part of the mid-year intake, and there’s ten of us, maximum.
Without Skulduggery Pleasant I wouldn’t be writing a novel I adore, or planning another one for this coming nanowrimo. I wouldn’t be planning my own show and slowly tapping away at the pilot, and I wouldn’t be planning two more with a friend I’ve made in this course that I’m enjoying so much more than my other one. I don’t know where I’d be.
I’ve never understood when people say that a fictional work has changed their life but now I do, because Skulduggery Pleasant has legitimately changed mine for the better.
“Happy New Year☺︎ Year 2015, it has begun. I wish that everyone will be blissful in this year as well. And then, although my fortune’s been told that I will gain weight, I hope that I won’t (will look out for this).”
“Komeda for the first time in a long time. I was surprised at the increase (of items) in its stylish menu. I suppose the feeling of being in Komeda in my hometown is different after all. (※ Komeda is a cafe.)”
“Everybody, kindly look over me this year as well☺︎”