johnisdarling‌:

“I know. What hope do we have of filling their shoes?” he agreed wholeheartedly. “I might have to take you up on that, because I’m lowkey terrified. But I’m sure it won’t be too bad after a week fews.”

     ‘i’m sure it won’t be as intimidating.’

jubileenabingbing‌:

     ( °. — ♡ NODDING WITH THE smile still in place, jubileena figured it sure is a nice thing to hear. “ the middle sounds like the best place to be then… “, she replied with a grin.

     ‘yes and no. it’s the best and worst, but it sure is fun.’

johnisdarling‌:

“We were definitely suffering from middle child syndrome– with our charismatic older siblings and multi-talented younger brothers,” he agreed with a hearty chuckle. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out, and you have plenty of time to decide. We’re still pretty young,” he agreed, sighing when she shifted the focus to him. “Eh, I’ve been better. Dreading my first semester at Carthay U.”

     ‘it’s not fair to us, truly. what are we supposed to do?’ she sighs with a shake of her head. ‘oh, you’ll do great! i totally believe in you, and if you need any help, you know where to find me.’

ellawccds‌:

“ no that sounds about right ! i can’t deny i get a little bit excited when i watch a room go from messy to spotless. i have a weird thing about people wiping away marks like they do in commercials. ”

     ‘no i get that! i’m the same way with my face. i love wiping the makeup off that i had from the day and it’s all clean and nice.’

johnisdarling‌:

“Nah, you weren’t nearly as annoying as I was as a kid– I just remember how much you loved your music lessons,” he said with a grin. “Although, I’ve known you practically my whole life, so I probably remember things like that more than most people.” Nodding along when she filled him in on what she had been up to, John replied, “Yeah, that definitely sounds like something that would keep you busy. Is that what you want for yourself?” he asked curiously.

     ‘you were definitely not annoying. maybe we both were and it’s just our middle child syndrome and we don’t realize it.’ she laughs. ‘i’m not even sure yet. i like it, and it’s fun, but i don’t know if i could do it forever. enough about me, though! what about you? what have you been doing?’

olliefox‌:

    —- oliver waved off the compliment, “nah, just trying to be a nice guy.” taking his hands out of his pockets, oliver cracked his knuckles before offering an arm to marie. “where am i escorting you to?”

     ‘i still appreciate it.’ she grins and loops her arm through his. ‘that store just down the street. i think it has antiques? something like that.’

johnisdarling‌:

“Good. It would be way too weird if you stopped your voice lessons altogether,” he noted with a tilt of his head. Ever since they were kids, Berlioz and Marie had been playing music together– John had just come to expect that of the twins. “So what’s been keeping you so busy lately? I feel like I barely see you around.”

     ‘that’s so funny. everyone has been saying that to me lately. was i really that annoying as a kid?’ she laughs and shakes her head. she can remember always singing, but she didn’t realize that’s what other people remembered her for as well. ‘oh, you know. life. helping out my mom with her social events; it’s almost like she’s training me to take over.’

pvriwinkle‌:

“Oh yeah, do it! I forgot about hauls. Those are always so interesting. Do you ever go to the local thrift shop and see what treasures are just waiting for you to find?”

     ‘not really. i don’t think i’ve ever been in a thrift shop, but maybe i should go check it out!’

bonfamilletoulouse‌:

“So, are you going to be his personal stylist then, ask him what he wants to wear for the day?” he questioned, amusement evident in his tone as he climbed. “It will probably be grumpy from waking him up, but maybe when he sees the sweater he’ll forgive us and perk up.”

     ‘of course i will. maybe i’ll become good enough at it to become a cat stylist.’ she jokes with a giggle. ‘i hope he won’t be too grumpy to enjoy his new sweater. he has to at least enjoy it a little.’

lilopls‌:

“They taste kind of sour to me. Think apple meets pear, kind of.”

     ‘huh. maybe i’ll have to try them one day!’

ellawccds‌:

“ see, i weirdly enjoy seeing something become clean ! i love cleaning. more than any sane person should, probably. ”

     ‘i don’t think it’s weird! it’s definitely satisfying, but just not my thing personally.’

virtuosoberlioz‌:

@bnfmmile

Berlioz was waiting in the kitchen, sandwiches in hand. Waiting on Marie to come and impart all her knowledge and advice to his current situation. Upon seeing her blonde hair bobbing towards him, he let out an exasperated sigh. ‘’Took you long enough Marie.. here, I made you a grilled cheese.’’ 

     ‘thank you.’ she grins and sits before taking a bite. she looks at him expectantly, but when he says nothing, she sighs. ‘now spill! tell me everything, loz!’

tinkcr‌:

✗ › ° ˖ ╾    @bnfmmile

tinka wasn’t paying any attention to her surroundings as she stood in line at   crumble.    which,   admittedly,   was a little bit odd for the blonde as she was usually the first one around to notice minor details about her settings    —–    appreciating little flowers doodled on the menu board up against the wall or the fairy lights hanging gracefully from the counter.    it was just that she’d woken up in a rather awful mood,    only getting out of her bedroom as she had some caffeine cravings and her roommates somehow managed to break the coffee machine.    she’s had to look at fixing that later that day.    so,   to her very own surprise,   tinka spoke up as she noticed how the girl in front of her had dropped something.   bending down to reach out for the little card,   tink’s breath hitched in her throat as soon as she lifted her gaze and her green eyes found hers.   ‘ oh,   ’   she managed to bring out,   a bit dumbfounded nonetheless,   as she felt like her stomach was about to turn rather painfully whilst her heart somehow still managed to flutter in her chest,   ‘   it’s   you.   uhm,   you dropped this.   here you go,   marie.   ’   she wasn’t sure exactly how she managed to sound so aloof whilst a thousand thoughts were raging through her mind.   holding out the item in front of her for marie to take,   she couldn’t help but silently pray that the line in front of them would just move along already.

     she’s tapping away on twitter, replying to a compliment on her latest selfie. she is going home to film her first ever youtube video, and she’s already nervous as it is. she figures macaroons and coffee (decaf, of course!) would help calm her nerves. she pulls out her rewards card in anticipation for her turn in line, but it slips from her fingers. she bends down to get it, but someone behind her beats her to it. she opens her mouth to thank them, but her voice is gone when she realizes who it is. tinka. someone she hasn’t seen in a long time. ‘i...um...thank you.’ she takes the card and straightens her dress. it’s you. what is THAT supposed to mean? SHE hadn’t been the one who had up and ghosted, had she? ‘nice to see you.’ she says curtly.

stasiamaine‌:

“I’m not so sure if I agree with you on that,” she mumbled before forcing a smile. “Really? That sounds…fun? So maybe you should do that Youtube thing. So you can do something for yourself.”

     ‘yeah, that would probably be good for me. i don’t mind helping her out, though.’ she shrugs with a smile.

jubileenabingbing‌:

      ( °. — ♡ “ ONLY BECAUSE I can see the potential in you already. “. the brunette assured her, nudging her softly as she shot a wink her way. “ i get that… when you’re younger, it’s probably easier to get into fights with siblings. but i’m glad you guys are getting along now. “.

     ‘that’s always nice to hear.’ she smiles and tucks her hair behind her ear. ‘yeah, younger siblings always tend to terrorize the older ones. and i’m in the middle, so.’

morphsilver:

“yes, i know, i’m a saint,” morph quipped, quickly booping marie’s nose with their finger. “oh my god, yes. like you need to ask. give me food.”

     ‘sure! where do you want to eat?’

stasiamaine:

“It’s so hard to find decent people these days.” As if her taste in people were what was considered good. “Me? Oh well, I’ve been busy. You know, hanging out with friends and doing lavished things.” A lie, but a desirable one. “And you?”

     ‘oh, there’s good people everywhere if you look hard enough!’ she gives her a reassuring smile. ‘good, that sounds fun! i’ve been pretty busy too, but i’ve mostly just been helping my mother out with her social events.’