those are guys right


“Hey thanks for meeting me at this sketchy place with horrible lighting”

“No problem! I needed to get away from the kittens”

“Oh that’s right! Your mom adopted those little guys”

“Yea, she sure has a thing for cats”

Ruebin keeps nervously fidgeting, wanting to ask the question swirling around his mind but the time wasn’t right yet. Him and Aimee continue the small talk until there isn’t anything to talk about anymore. A silence fills the table as Ruebin works up the confidence to ask the question he so desperately wanted to ask.

“Do you remember the what happened at the Halloween Party?” He nervously said fidgeting even more than before, practically shaking the whole table. Aimee sensed he was uncomfortable I mean how should she not. He was a nervous wreck and sadly she knew exactly why. 

“Yea I remember the majority of the night, but some of it is sorta fuzzy I guess.” She says thinking about the parts just can’t make out. A particular scene comes to mind, one where the boy sitting right next to her admitted his ‘feelings’. This scene just seems to always be playing on repeat through her head. She has categorized in her head as a dream though there is something about it that feels so real.

Seungwoo: Do you know why I called you here?

Daniel: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic?

Seungwoo: [stops pouring two glasses of wine]

Seungwoo: …Accidentally?… 

That one fake Rick’s haircut felt awfully familiar.

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can i just say  V I S U A L


And she’d be standing next to me [x]

(Woo! Leslie actually did some semi-finished artsy stuff!)

Landlord is jealous of my income, raises my rent $500. I screw him years later for $20k.

All names have been changed. Long story:

In the late ‘90s wife and I were just married, just getting started, and we decided to DINK (“double income, no kids”) it for a few years to save up for a down payment on a house.

The dotcom bubble was still rising and I was a newly minted software developer. I had an entry-level job for a while and then got recruited to a new city and a new job that paid 3x what I was making before. It was an offer too good to pass up. I ran the numbers and it was a no-brainer: by living frugally and saving my entire salary, living off just her income, we would easily have enough in a year to put 20% down payment on a new house.

We rented an apartment in the new city that was listed for $950/mo. The landlord was a real estate agent who owned a two-bedroom condo as an investment property. Let’s call him “Hank Wazowski”. Hank was a thin, gray, no-nonsense guy. He was pleasant enough, but perfunctory, dry, and had no sense of humor. He made a point of explaining that under no circumstances was he responsible for maintaining the garbage disposal and that it was NOT included in the rental agreement and he would not be responsible for fixing it were it to break. Um, ok.

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…I wonder if that was actually a good decision to make there, Kuroo

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I went on a text message rant to my wife about FFXV’s “love story” and she demanded I post it, so I typed it all out instead of screenshots because I hate myself.

Under the cut because there IS a bit of NoctLuna slamming (not slamming the people who like it, however. I’m simply making my point.)

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