I've decided I like giving tests on Mondays. It extends my weekend.

[Collinses]

I'm bored. Where the hell have you been?

Good eyebrows just can't get you everywhere in life.

[Collinses]

Remind me not to toy with monogamy again any time soon.

[Alfie]

Liking NYC?

[Brothers]

I think I'm losing it. I'm doing this weird sort of... monogamous thing but to be fair the sex is ridiculous with eyebrow boy. And we never even discussed it. I just let it happen without complaint.

What the hell? Bradley, your shit is rubbing off on me. I blame you.

It's so cute when frat boys think they can talk to older women.

Maybe if they popped their collar just a little higher.

Boo. Scout. Come save me from this invasion. Immediately.

Who: Gemma and Alfie
What: Drunk texting
When: Backdated to Thursday (or technically Friday) at 1:00am
Rating: PG-13

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After having an interesting conversation for once on the subway, I now find myself extremely disappointed when anyone opens their mouth there anymore.

I was recited Shakespeare. Lewd comments are even more obnoxious than usual now.