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#can relate

#━ visage ☆ #legit lisa is me here like you have no idea

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rivcrz‌:

      “do not insult beer, girl.” gabriel was quick to defend, it was a very manly thing to do when he really wasn’t like that but beer was one of his favorite drinks and he’d stand behind it if he had to. “everyone hates it the first few times drinking it, you’ll get use to the taste if you push through it. come on, be strong. it’s about to get really good.” he advised, giving her a smile. 

' why are you acting like beer is a person?', bowie asked, curiously. the poor thing was very confused--but the real question is when she was confused in social settings. shaking her head with a small sigh escaping past her cream colored lips, she pushed the liquid towards him. she’d done enough partying in her lifetime, and she was wasn’t needing liquid courage to do anything. ‘ uh, you take it if you’d like, I think I’ll just be sober for the night.’, she stated with a half smile. 

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. gabriel)

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nikolaii‌:

“WE CAN ALWAYS switch, but i’m not sure you’ll love my drink any more,” niko offered, tipping his solo cup towards her so that she could see the clear contents inside, “it’s straight zelko - because my friends apparently want me dead after tonight. i could probably find some more chaser, though.”

' Umm, I might just stick to soda for the night probably.', as she reached over to smell his drink lightly, her nose scrunching up in distaste, sliding over her drink to him, ' Feel free to have mine. Death? Why? Do you want me to get you like a sprite or something? I know that my roommate's friends usually have some in the fridge.'

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. niko)

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dvrothy‌:

Dorothy was the last person you would expect to find at a Christmas party but she had finished her finals early and one of her few friends had asked her to come to make sure that they got home safe. ‘Yeah, beer is gross.’

already feeling uncomfortable at being dragged here, bowie's eyes had darted around the room mainly trying to people watch as she attempted to tag another swig of the disgusting beverage. however, she leaned down onto the coffee table and replaced it with her water instead 'yeah, I'm definitely not a fan of it. I'm just going to stick to my water.', she responded.

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. dorothy)

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imogenexdixon‌:

“It’s not really about skill it’s really just knowing where to look.“ She let out a soft laugh as she realized she was definitely getting distracted again. “This hot guy in my class told me about this app called Socratic, it basically gives you the answer to any question you have all ya gotta do is take a picture of it. I just like to take the simple way.” 

bowie's mouth lit into a bright grin as she shook her head with a small laugh. ' It seems like you aren't really doing the work then.', she responded, shaking her head from laughing so hard. 'By any chance was his name Thad? I have a guy like that in my English class.'

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. imogene) #im laughing it does

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prncsjens‌:

BOWIE FAIRWEATHER

“ Yes. I’m…”    she trailed off, realizing there was no point in denying that her butt hurt and somehow, she managed to feel even colder. She heaved an exasperated sigh, her shoulder slouched in defeat.    “ No. “    She looked at her hand for a moment, before taking it.    “ I’m sorry.  “     She muttered an apology as she imagined how cold her hand must’ve felt. Slowly, PJ tried to pull her own weight so she wouldn’t end up pulling her down with her. 

eyebrows knitted in concern, bowie's face perplexed with a worried glance towards the other female. eyes darted towards the other female examining for some type of injury. ‘ you don’t have an injury, right? I don’t mind to take you to the clinic if need be!’, she responded in a rushed manner.  however, as she took her had  bowie tried her best to lift the woman without falling herself--already known for not having the best track record for coordination. heftily, she pulled the female to her feet as a sound escaped from her lips. ‘ there’s no reason to be sorry.’, she stated with a smile. 

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. pj)

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sicnnavalmxnt‌:

             sienna adjusted the metal headband on her head, sliding it to the left so the reindeer antlers sat evenly atop brown locks, she eyed the girl from the mirror she was currently peering in, “gross - why would you even try the piss warm beer, here?” buttoned nose wrinkling as her features lit with amusement, “try this -” she turned facing the girl, holding out a red cup with a sweet yet poisonous concoction, the rim of the cup where her lips has kissed it, stained a rosy pink, “i promise you won’t die - maybe shrink down to the size of a doll just like Alice did, but definitely not death.”

as she stared to the other female, bowie was staring at her deadpanned and not really sure whether or not to accept the alcohol. but her and sienna’s relationships seemed to be pulling bowie more and more out of her shell--which wasn’t entirely a bad thing. putting down the beer, she picked up the red cup and hastily took a small sip out of it. ‘it tastes better than the beer, I’ll give that.’, she responded, her eyes peering up to the females in an almost awkward manner. the poor female could blame her parents for lack of social queues., ‘what’s in it though if I may ask? I’m not sure if I even like the mention death of sienna.’ 

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. sienna)

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matiasborges‌:

matias being the good boy he was, rarely drank, mostly because, well being a professional athlete and all it was slightly frowned upon. however, he did enjoy parties and frequented them for the company, though he’d never admit to that. “ well, yeah you don’t drink beer for the taste of it. ” he laughed, raising a brow at her clear disgust. “ if you’re gonna puke, take it outside, i just bought these shoes. not really keen on getting them ruined already. ”

bowie wasn’t entirely how to respond to his stated since she wasn’t the best at verbalizing words. however, she mainly stared at him for a moment before calculating what how to respond. ‘I’ve not really had this beer, so I figured it was worth a try.’, she stated, giving a small shrug, ‘However, I’m not going to throw up. I may not like it, but I’m not too much of a lightweight. I just won’t drink it anymore.’ 

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. matias)

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life's been pretty hectic & I'm going to most likely be on replies sunday night cause i work a double tomorrow :(

#━- ooc ☆ #columbiaooc

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#relatable

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Despite her protests, her roommates had dragged to her to some of their friend's dorms for the annual Christmas party which meant there would be alcohol involved. However, here Bowie was tagging a swig of a beer. Her nose cringed up in disgust, trying not to gag on the disgusting drink. 'This tastes dreadful.', she spoke, almost spitting out the drink.

#columbiastarter #should probably put out a starter for this little bug xx #if you guys want to plot too #hit me up <3 #i'll send you endless love

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Lisa Teige ♡

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📲 TEXT TO: ROSIE

rosie: what’s the difference between and alpaca and a llama? when i type both of those words, my iphone recommends the same animal emoji 🦙???

rosie: i’m leaning more toward the first part but that’s just my selfish nature wanting to not feel guilty about alpacas being depressed

bowie: what?? how does that even happen? apparently they are basically distant cousins? the more you know.

rosie: that's true. but maybe they just need some friends. perhaps after finals, we go to an alpaca farm and become their friends?

#━ texts ☆ #( ft. rosie) #tw: depression

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zekevand‌:

“That’s wild,” he said, snorting at the thought. “I mean, in that case, why didn’t you just flash your tits and get the rumour expelled entirely? Not to mention, it had given you a shiny new reputation.”

'Wild, how exactly?', she asked, tilting her head to eyes as Bowie scaled the boy up and down. She was entirely on how to approach the next comment. ‘Probably because it was when I was in high school, and I didn’t want to see the principal. ‘ 

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. zeke)

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imogenexdixon‌:

She sat in the library trying to prepare herself to start working on some last minute assignments. “Alright I have 50 math questions due at 8:30 am tomorrow, I did a whole semesters worth of work yesterday for Psyc I can do this no problem.“ Imogene said to herself trying to hyped herself up in order to do this work but of course as soon as she opened her laptop she started online shopping instead. 

As Bowie sat at the table across from the girl, she couldn't help but listen in disbelief at the female. She was trying to unquestionable..especially when Math was such a hefty subject. 'You've got quite the skills.', she responded, motioning her head forwards as she spoke., 'I wouldn't be able to do it.' She returned her eyes to the study guide in front of her. She was five pages deep into it, and she already felt like she was dying.

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. imogene)

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prncsjens‌:

Walking on her Vans slip on is probably not the best footwear for the weather but she doesn’t have anything else. As makes her way out of East Campus, PJ slips, her butt landing on the icy ground. She tries to get up but her hand slips, making the situation worse.  “ I’m fine. I’m fine. “   She says, almost in panic, as she sees somebody passes by and very attempt she does to get up fails.

As she had just emerged from one of her final exams, Bowie was in desperate need of caffeine or food. She’d spent basically all night trying to cram all the last three chapters for the exam, and she still felt so unsure on her final grade. She wanted to pass at least, but she decided it would be best to head back to her dorm in the East Campus. A nap, leftover ginger cookies, and hot chocolate was calling her name. Her thoughts were interrupted as she watched the girl fall down onto the group. In a rush, she hurried over to her before extending a hand to the female. ‘Are you sure, you’re okay?’, she asked, her eyes knitted together in concern.

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. pj)

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 anaclarkx‌:

“Please tell me last night was fun.” Ana stated with a husky voice, sleepy eyes and tried to fix her makeup, or at least what was left on her face. “I have no idea whether I passed out from too much alcohol or because I haven’t slept well in days.” She stretched and pointed towards the wardrobe. “━ Yeah, more comfortable than I thought.”

' It seemed like you had loads of fun last night.', the small girl spoke with a small laugh, not really looking up from her laptop. Bowie was already too focused on her Humanities final exam study guide. 'It's probably a combination of both to be honest.', she mumbled, sticking a sour gummy worm into her mouth, ' You legit passed out after I brought you back to the dorm. I also left some ibuprofen on the nightstand beside you incase you’re hungover.'

#━ interactions ☆ #( ft. ana)