Maybe you sh-should take a nap? The library’s pretty g-good for that. 

“I’m so tired.”

lolahowlett:

Make it quick or make it interesting because I am very sober and very bored.

Sorry. I j-just wanted to tell you th-that I found your student ID and I th-thought you might want it back. 

method-tomadness:

I have, they didn’t have it 

Probably a st-stupid question, but do you remember wh-where you had it last?

method-tomadness:

Hey, have you seen an iPhone 4 with a shattered screen? It’s case is Hamlet’s “To be or Not to be” speech in French. I can’t find it anywhere.

No, I d-don’t think I’ve seen it. Have you ch-checked the lost and found?

cleopatracleojones:

Feel like climbing some trees?

With you? Always. 

Andrew Rydinger and Cleopatra Jones aesthetic

Present & Future

He couldn’t be sure of what the future held, but he was sure that he wanted Cleo to be a part of it. For now, he contented himself with stolen glances, tentative touches, maybe a quick kiss on days he felt particularly brave. 

cleopatracleojones:

What are you doing later?

No plans. Why?

most-darling-peter:

“So it must just be me. Great,” Peter said. He knew that it had nothing to do with him, but of course it was just his luck. Why would he ever get the nice camp experience? Why would the universe ever let that happen? “Yeah. I don’t want to make you leave, though, if you don’t want to.”

“It’s not like it’s your f-fault we were lost in th-the woods for a month,” Andrew pointed out, frowning slightly. “Not anyone’s fault, really. I’m sure the r-rest of the summer will be great,” he added, in an attempt to cheer up the boy a little. “If you want me to walk with you, I will,” he said with a shrug. 

Where I'm Going, I Couldn't Care || Peter & Andrew

cleopatracleojones:

You’re wonderful.

I’m r-really not. Thanks, though.

most-darling-peter:

“You’re saying that the same school that got us all lost in the woods wouldn’t let us do something if it wasn’t safe? You have a lot of faith in this place,” Peter said. He knew that it wasn’t Walt’s fault, but he couldn’t get over the incident. He had been worried sick, and now the school was acting like everything was okay. He was just tired of it.

Andrew wasn’t sure if the boy was kidding or not, but he nervously laughed anyway. “I’ve been h-here a long t-time,” he said. “Nothing bad’s ever happened b-before,” he added with a shrug. It was true- in his years at Walt, being stranded in the woods had been the only dangerous thing to happen, really. “But if you’re n-nervous, maybe we should get out of here.”

Where I'm Going, I Couldn't Care || Peter & Andrew

It’s okay, you don’t have to apologize. As long as you’re okay, that’s all I really care about. 

Yeah, i’m sorry about that. I was fine though! I eventually found a bus.

“Yeah, I d-don’t know if we should really be h-here...” Andrew replied, glancing around nervously. The camp had been perfectly safe the last time he was here, though, so he tried not to feel too uneasy. If he had to go all summer without ever venturing into the woods, he might go crazy. “I’m sure it’s fine,” he said decisively. “They w-wouldn’t let us be out h-here if it wasn’t safe, right?” 

Where I'm Going, I Couldn't Care || Peter & Andrew

“No, no. I’m sorry. I probably deserved it for being out in the woods and not learning from the past,” Peter said, trying not to look too scared. He didn’t want to make the other feel bad because Peter scared easily. He also didn’t know why he had really expected to be alone. If he was out there, why wouldn’t anyone else be? He had to remind himself that he didn’t exist in a bubble, and now he had made someone feel bad because he was completely zoned out.

You too. You sc-scared the crap out of me, the last time I heard from you you said you were lost. 

Andrew. I’m really glad to see you. And that you’re okay.

Hopefully. 

Well, hopefully that incident won’t ever happen again.

After spending the requisite amount of time with his worried mother, all Andrew wanted to do was escape. He loved his mother, and he appreciated that she was here, but after his ordeal all he really wanted to do was sit down and draw. Sketching always helped calm him down and clear his mind. So, after reassuring his mother for the hundredth time that he was fine, he grabbed his sketchbook and a pencil and set off to find a quiet place with nice scenery.  He should’ve maybe been a little more wary of being alone in the woods after everything that had happened, but he actually felt pretty at peace as he wandered. He stopped on the path, looking around at his surroundings. Andrew had almost decided this would be a good place to sketch, but then he noticed the boy a little ways in front of him at the same moment the boy noticed him. “Sorry,” he said quickly, “I d-didn’t mean to scare you.” 

Where I'm Going, I Couldn't Care || Peter & Andrew

Peter knew that he shouldn’t wander alone anywhere after the whole incident in the woods, but he had to clear his mind. He was glad that his parents were there, but he could only stand so many retellings of old Neverland stories. He knew that they were mainly for Jenna, but he wasn’t in the mood to listen to how his dad learned to fly for the third time that day. He decided that a walk would do him good, and that maybe being alone could help him get over the weeks alone in the woods. He started walking, only caring to not go deep into the forest. He wasn’t eager to repeat the experience. He had drowned out the outside world, deep in thought, and was scared out of his wits when he turned around and saw that there was another person behind him.

text to cleo

Cleo: Hi, yeah i'm okay.

Cleo: Are you okay?

Cleo: I'm so so sorry, i've been wandering and haven't really stopped to check my phone.

Andrew: oh, good.

Andrew: i'm fine.

Andrew: wandering? as in lost?

text to cleo

Andrew: please tell me you’re alright. please.

Andrew: i tried to call you a while ago but you didn’t answer and then i lost service.

Andrew: i’m really worried about you.