carla
jordan
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*please refer to playlist (seaside)*
"hi carla"
"heyyy"
"whyd you call?"
"answer yes or no. first do you like the beach? second, do you have a car?"
"uh i like the beach and yes i do have a car. his name is georgie"
"ok cool.. so would you take me to the beach?"
"i would but its the middle of winter and as of right now is -7 degrees and snowing profusely. i mean thats why i got a snowday today."
"i also got a snow day and i am bored! out of my mind!"
"ive just been catching up on schoolwork and reading my favorite book in the world."
"which is...?"
"frankenstein by mary shelley. it is so freaking awesome"
"god. english nerds. they disgust me."
"haha no but seriously you should check it out. i love it for her language."
"um if you take me to the beach, i grant you permission to bring it with you."
"um arent you reliant on me? shouldnt i be the one making deals?"
"um no. you should be bringing me to the beach!"
"carla i physically can not do that at the moment."
"darn it! i really thought my charm would make you drive through 5+ inches of heavy snow (and potentially threatening your life) to take me to the freezing cold beach."
"i am carla-charm proof!"
"yea but i really wanted to go to the beach."
"ok do me a favor then. imagine yourself at the beach. close your eyes"
"its quite sunny out, and you can feel the rays of sun physically tanning your skin. you are laying on a towel, but its not protecting you from the grains of sand. you hear footsteps coming closer."
"you turn your head to the right and oh wait hey thats me! yup! im runni—"
"jordan, i dont even know what you look like how will i imagine this scenario?"
"ok ok. so im 5 foot 11 and a half, and kind of lanky and lean. um i have brown hair and brown eyes and i have freckles all over my face."
"freckles are like stars, theyre cool"
"are you high? that didnt even make any sense"
"i ate a lot of sugar today, ok?"
"sure..."
"did you know that sugar sets off the same neurological chemicals as heroin does. so in conclusion sugar is basically heroin."
"oh. so now i can cross off two drugs ive ever done in my life, off my list: caffeine and sugar!"
"i—"
"speechless, sugar?"
"now i have that song stuck in my head because all we've been talking about is sugar."
"what song?"
"it goes:
im hooked on a feeling
im high on believing
that youre i. live with meeee
oh lips as sweet is candy
something something
i forget the rest so im gonna stop now!"
"hooked on a feeling! what a classic!"
"haha can we listen to this on the beach?"
"yup! close your eyes again!"
"what made you think i opened them?"
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The Dangers of Butt Dialing
Literatura Feminina"ive probably been butt dialing you..." "butt dialing. you. butt. dialed. me." -------------------- carlas life was running pretty smoothly until she keeps receiving calls from an unknown caller. her life starts to change in the form of late night c...
