It’s early but I was awake so I got online for a bit. Saw a very large spider crawling down my wall, and while I’m not absolutely terrified of spiders now, the leggier ones still give me the heebie jeebies. I waited for it to reach the floor and quickly trapped it under a cup and envelope.
I moved to the door as fast as I could, and at this point my mom’s up and getting ready and asked what I was doing and I said “VERY LARGE VERY BIG SPIDER” and she said “oh baby why don’t you just kill it?” and the answer is I want to be nice and also I’m a coward.
She tells me to release it at the end of the driveway so it won’t just come back inside, so I hightail it down the path and set the cup down and turn it over. It was empty.
That doesn’t make sense, it was huge! How could I have missed or dropped- my thoughts were interrupted when I found the spider; inching its spindly legs along my pajama pants. I screamed, probably waking up the whole street, and flailed around for a good 10 seconds until I was sure it was gone. My mom poked her head out the door with an “Are you okay?” to which I replied “THE SPIDER WASN’T IN THE CUP IT WAS ON ME,” still patting my legs and shaking the fabric of my pants. She laughed. I wasn’t sure where the spider was, so I apologized to the general area of grass.
And that’s the story of how I tried to be good and kind at 6 in the morning and it backfired on me horribly, I’m going back to bed.
aaron doesn’t know why he spent so long distancing himself from matt or any of the upperclassmen
andrew has renee. why couldn’t aaron could have had matt or dan?
he’s always been one to never regret the things he says because he doesn’t say things without meaning them, just like andrew. it’s one of the few things him and his brother can relate to each other with
but aaron is hung up on the fact that when he came to matt’s dorm after him and neil switched, he told him that they would never be friends
that him being his roommate would be it
he told matt never to speak to him
aaron’s not about to apologise out of nowhere but he still feels guilty
i know eurovision is amazing and some of the performances are totally incredible, but whenever someone mentions eurovision around me all i can ever think about is that one time Ireland sent out a mechanical turkey that just screamed “give Ireland 12 points” for the entirety of the song
you looked over across the room at her. and there she was. her head tossed back, long hair flipped over one shoulder to frame the right side of her face. she is laughing, showing off all of her teeth, her nose scrunched up in the way you used to love. her eyes meet yours for a split second, and then it hits you. it’s her, it’s been her the day she walked into your English class two years ago. but then she’s looking away, the same smile still on her face, and you know that she’s never going to be yours again.
You were sick and tired of your attractive idiot neighbor blocking your driveway.
a/n: i felt like writing this weekend and this happened surprise surprise. this is what happens when i’m buzzed off of two venti macchiatos please leave me feedback TT
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
You blocked out the angry voice shouting at you from your neighbors now open door. The hurried footsteps were getting closer but you pretended you didn’t hear, continuing to drag your key along the shiny black BMW blocking your driveway. Before you could reach the back tires a hand grasped your wrist, turning you around to face your irritating neighbor.
“Oh! Hey there, neighbor,” you grinned, innocently eyeing your neighbor head to toe. He was dressed casually with his hair tousled as though he’d just woken up. His jaw was tense as his hands tightly held your wrist, nothing but anger found in his eyes. You weren’t sure of his first name but had seen him a few times in silent passing. He was relatively new to the neighborhood, keeping to himself along with his roommate you caught quick glimpses of as well. The two had moved in a month ago and you kept to yourself as well, not bothering to play nice and whip up a housewarming desert you couldn’t even properly bake. It wasn’t until a week ago that you realized your neighbors weren’t exactly your cup of tea. They had people over constantly whether they were attending their overcrowded house parties, movie nights or simply staying over till the sun came back up. It seemed whenever the two had guests around their parking lot quickly become full, causing a new issue to arrive. You noticed the brunette, tall one seemed to have a kick out of parking right in front of your light blue beetle making it impossible for you to maneuver around his pricey sports car. The parties seemed to hit an all time high and you constantly found yourself trapped in your own driveway. You left sticky notes on his windshield, kindly asking him to stop blocking your spot and occasionally he would but it wouldn’t take long for him to fall back into his routine. It wasn’t until he made you late to your job earning you a lengthy lecture from your boss, that you felt you’d had enough, storming outside to drag your keys along his prized possession.
Your decision making skills weren’t the best when you were angry.