fkbyron:

“You think my voice is cool, eh?”

“Quite the opposite, really. Like S U M M E R in the city.”

tjxmoore:

“Who needs a fucking guide book when you’ve got me? I’ve been to Australian more times then I can count. Hmm, I don’t know about that– I drink a lot so odds are I’ll forget everything we do by tomorrow.” he joked. “Let’s avoid alcohol poisoning, shall we? And go have some fun. After that fucking flight, I could do with a drink.”

“Oh ? ? So, what does the honorary Aussie suggest ? ?” Her eyes were nearly teasing ( sunshine blended effortlessly with the shades of browns in them ) as she ever so effortlessly DROPPED the brochures into the trashcan. 

wtfalexx:

“It’s hot outside, shut up.”

“I guess hell isn’t all fire and blazin’, then ? ? Disappointin’. It seemed perfect for year round s’mores.”

sweetbabijames:

“I would’ve punched her. Gotta learn somehow. She’d get the message loud and clear.”

“Takin’ her comment into consideration, I might have missed the target.”

marsintospace:

     “Wow K, thanks for all the help. Do you think I’m having a good time over here too? The last time I saw that damn thing it was on my fucking pant leg. Now all I can think about is how it’s probably going to, I don’t fucking know, burrow into my head while I’m sleeping or some grotesque shit like that.” Shaking out his clothes, Mars frowned deeply. 

“Sorry, in life or death situations I resort to selfishness,” she waved her fingers, flaunting PEACE SIGNS at him. “I think if ya lay in the sun long enough your pants will catch on fire and you’ll be cleansed. A type of DRY CLEANIN’, ya ? ?” Her face scrunched up at his next comment, eyes narrowly observing the brunette. “Well, at least we know it’s gon’ have a lotta room in there.” SHE COULDN’T PASS UP THE COMMENT ( even if what he said was d i s g u s t i n g ).

simcn:

“walking dicks its like swimming in a sea of dicks”

“Well, Australia is surrounded by water. I never imagined the water would be so SCANDALOUS though.”

She was on the of tip her toes, leaning against some lamp post AS IF is served as protection. “God, it fuckin’ ran over my toes. I think I need to fuckin’ DRINK bug spray.” She raised her eyebrows at the boy, a small smile riding up on her lips. “Well please ride it straight into the goddamn ocean, AWAY FROM ME. The Pacific Ocean can fuckin’ have it.”

     “I can’t take it anymore!” Ripping his beanie off his head, Mars then ran his fingers through his hair exasperated. He had just overcome a deathly battle with whatever the hell that crazy Australian spider was, and all Mars wanted to do was get high. The trip had sounded fun, but when it came to the wildlife here (especially the bugs, god how could he have forgotten), Mars was starting to wonder if he had made the wrong decision coming along. “Did you see how big that fucking thing was? I could have slapped a saddle on that shit and rode it into battle. God, I hate spiders.”

“Keep going, I’ll get the stomach pump ready.”

“I told you I could do it!” Sadie called, having taken her sixth shot of the night, which should have taken the tiny dancer out cold. Eyes a red tint, a relaxed grin on her face, she stuck her tongue out at the other person. “So there-” she giggled.

wtfgrey:

“Did you spray water at her?”

“Maybe she would have melted if I did.”

fkbyron:

“I think it’s pretty cool to be real with ya’, makes you wanna try it doesn’t it? Have a gaytime?” 

“I guess my interested has PEAKED a lil’. But I’m gonna put that on ya ‘n that accent, not on that name.”

simcn:

“Yep i’ve had that happen before always lovely when people are dicks”

“They look like dicks ? ? I can’t tell anymore, it’s too hard to see.”

lunasupp:

“you should have whacked her with you bag or punched her”

“A fuckin’ spectacular idea, Luna ! ! As lovely as showin’ that eight year ol’ a bit of guerrilla warfare sounds, I ain’t about to drive the final nail in my coffin. With Trump in office ’m already on the border of bein’ deported to RICE FIELDS.”

“What’s your deal ? ? HMM ? ? Ya use tarot cards, palms, maybe a sparkly lil’ ball ? ?”

“Want me to predict your future?” Chin falling to sit in the stoop of her palm, she eyed the purple contents of her punch cup under the light of the sunset cloaking the beach party. “I’m really fucking good at it, not to brag or anything.”

bexcs:

“My God, woman! You’re not well!” Bex faked a dramatic gasp. “I know just the cure to make your eyes pop! It’s a special form of green liquid that was only the strongest people can take and his name is…” she leaned closer. “absinthe!”

“   Well, it is spring break. What happens in Aus stays in Aus.”

wtfalexx:

“Gen slaps me at least once a month, Kalel. Do it. I like it rough anyway.”

“If the devil wears PRADA then why are you in flip flops ? ?”

bexcs:

Bex bursted into small laughter over the girl’s words, before she decided to step closer. “How many fingers am I holding up?” she teased on purpose, raising three fingers up before her.

“TWELVE ? ? I dunno, I’ve never seen a hand.”