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knorrington‌:

if kenny is confident about anything in his life, he’s confident about the fact that he can make anyone squirm with just a few words. with josiah it’s a little different considering their past, but it still makes kenny smirk nonetheless. it’s not like the boy has to say much because kenny can see the way his body immediately reacts to his presence. “well, i’ll pretend like you’d rather have anyone else here but me,” he tells the boy, ordering himself a coffee before putting his attention back on josie, “you’re cute when you’re trying to lie.”

josiah straightened up a little bit in his seat.  he hated how small he always felt around kenny, both physically and like, spiritually, or whatever.  stupid british giant.  they knew kenny still wholly had him wrapped around his finger, as much as josiah tried to ignore it.  but he was a lost cause.  “there’s no pretending about it,” he finally replied, surprisingly calm.  he tried to force his face to be as stoic as possible, though it kept trying to betray him.  like when kenny called him cute.  if anything, his blush only got redder.  josiah rubbed the back of his neck.  “i’m not lying!”  he said, though this one was certainly less convincing. 

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mr-smith-carter‌:

“Would you really be all that opposed if I was?” Carter teased before waiving a waitress down and putting in the order. 

josiah squinted a little, trying to gauge how serious carter was, or if this was still just them joking.  “i mean.  no, i wouldn’t.”  he decided honesty was the best policy.  you never know.  “so, do you normally stroll into dairy’s and ask to split a plate with randos?”

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tristantylers‌:

“Are you kidding? Snatch has like an 8.3 rating on IMDB. What does Rogue One have? A 4? Probably?” He honestly doesn’t know but he assumes it would be that low. And ugh– “Don’t bring that Last Jedi crap into my house. That movie was a mess and a half. We’ll be here all night,” Tristan retorts, displeased look on his face if it wasn’t already. He wishes he had a beer in front of him instead of a milkshake. That way he can mellow all of the frustration he feels thinking about The Last Jedi and all of its plot holes. “Like you’ve seen a snatch in your life,” Tristan defends. “Aren’t you gayer than a three dollar bill?” A beat. “Yeah, really.” Even if it’s not much of a retort. He just wants to annoy Josiah as much as the Star Wars franchise has annoyed him.

“no, it has a — ”  josiah pulled his phone out and looked it up, not caring that he was mid-conversation.  it was just tristan, after all.  “7.8.”  damn it.  “whatever, that’s still a good rating.”  he definitely didn’t wanna look up the last jedi’s rating, then.  no need to accidentally prove tristan right.  “i’m pretty sure the saying is queerer than a three dollar bill.”  he corrected, although it wasn’t like it helped his case any.  nor was it a denial.  “people didn’t use gay that way back then.  or queer, actually.  that was when it still meant weird, or — whatever.”

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mr-smith-carter‌:

“Would you like to split some cheesy fries? I can never finish a whole order, and I’d rather they not go to waste.”

“what, are you my mystery date now?”  josiah laughed, but he nodded his head nonetheless.  “yeah, cheesy fries sound great actually.”

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natxms‌:

“if it was you wouldn’t be eating fries ? “ she finished the sentence for him with a small smirk, even though her gaze was nowhere near the plate nor did she actually gave any indication until then that she noticed what he was having. but natalie was always good with details; especially if those details revolved around her best friend’s ex. however, at the mention of the disappearances, natalie glanced at him again. “my dad’s best friend is the sheriff.” she said, before sighing. “ —which basically means i have the whole station on my ass on a daily basis.” she explained, shrugging. “did you tell your parents about the pictures too ? “

     he glanced over at her, a faint bit of surprise etched across his face.  “what, do you have eyes in the back of your head?  — or side, rather?”  josiah smirked and shook his head.  “tell my parents about the pictures?  hell no.  they don’t need photographic evidence of me taunting the lake monster.”  he sighed and took another couple fries.  “as far as they know, i was just staying at someone’s house on dare night.  they don’t even know i was at the party.  that’s . . .  asking for trouble.”

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connyro‌:

“ maybe i should’ve sat somewhere else. would’ve been real funny to watch you try and actually deter someone from sitting next to you with your backpack. ” conny commented with a chuckle. though, he was glad for the seat and the fact that there wasn’t a spare seat next to him. “ huh? ” was his initial reaction as his hand reach for his head, pulling away to see red. “ oh yeah, uh ” wasn’t about to say that a jock genuinely managed to squirt ketchup ten feet to hit him “ long story. ” he dismissed, reaching for a napkin and cleaning the rest the best he could. “ crazy kids had too much soda. ” he added to make it more believable.

     “yeah, whatever,”  josiah muttered, brushing off connor’s critique with a wave of his hand.  he turned his head to look at the boy more closely whenever he gave the excuse for the ketchup.  josiah wasn’t buying it for a second.  “a kid did it?  hopped up on sugar, i imagine?”  he shook his head and chuckled.  “how old was he?  six?  seven?  . . . seventeen?”

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blake-henley‌:

Blake set the backpack back down on the seat he’d taken it from and raised his hands in the air, surrendering the moment Jo protested. “Alright bro, take it easy ay, it’s all good” he insisted in his own defense, sitting a seat away from Jo, leaving the backpack between them. “Got a hot date on the way?” he asked, though the fact that Josiah was already part way through his meal would suggest that this was not the case. 

seeing blake back up made josiah feel bad.  he hadn’t really meant to snap, certainly not on someone as nice as the jock, so he moved the backpack onto the floor and gestured for him to scoot back over.  “nah, i wish.  just being that asshole that takes up two seats.”

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emerson-forester‌:

She had come to expect his biting tone, his general distaste for her and anything and everything that she had to say. “Disturb, no,” she offered, shrugging. Emerson made herself comfortable in the seat, playing ignorant to his obvious frustration. “Were you saving that spot for someone? Because if you tell me who, I’ll go away. But otherwise…” Emerson shrugged. “You seemed lonely.”

“might wanna look up the definition of ‘disturb’ then,”  he muttered under his breath.  josiah let out another sigh, not bothering to hide his feelings.  “i wasn’t lonely.  i had my backpack on the seat so i could eat in peace.  clearly, that plan didn’t work.  anything else you wanna know?”  he grabbed a handful of fries and started eating them, showing his question as rhetorical.

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knorrington‌:

when he desperately needed something sweet, kenny always tended to find himself at dairy’s. though he usually opted for the cafe option, today he was just in need of a chocolate milkshake or two. noticing josiah, he went up and moved the boys bag aside so he could sit next to him. “yeah, for me,” he told the boy with his usual smirk, “anyone else isn’t that important.”

josiah’s head whipped around whenever he heard kenny’s voice.  he felt like an idiot, his face still managed to blush whenever kenny talked to him.  reluctantly he held out his hand to take the backpack from him.  “yeah, we can pretend like i was saving it for you.”  he wanted to hit himself for his awful attempt at being smooth.  “keep telling yourself that.”

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tristantylers‌:

“You’re garbage? Really? That’s what you come up with.” Tristan tsks. This is why he doesn’t go expecting things from people. Also, he doesn’t know what’s more appalling, Josiah’s weak retort or the fact that he doesn’t know what Snatch is. “Screw you, it’s a cinematic masterpiece,” he replies lazily, feeling he doesn’t have to put too much effort into this conversation. It’s just Kressley after all. “What’s the point of it if everyone just fucking dies? It’s just another ploy for the brand to make money in between actual Star Wars episodes. Hitting the iron while it’s hot and all, exploit the franchise for all its worth.” He smirks at Josiah’s seeming attachment to the movie though. “Will admit, a few memorable characters there, but when you see it for what it really is: garbage. Just like every movie they’ve put out after The Force Awakens. I didn’t even bother going to see that Han Solo movie.” Tristan heard enough bad things about it before it hit the theaters that he was just turned off completely. “Snatch on the other hand? On Netflix. Wouldn’t even have to waste money paying some theater for it. It’s excellent, available, and most importantly, free. If you can afford Netflix that is.” Or if you have someone’s password.

“oh, shove it, hacker.”  josiah rolled his eyes again, an all-too-natural reaction to anything that comes out of tristan’s mouth.  he could hear the other boy talking, but josiah was more concerned with trying to get a bit of food out of his teeth, so it was mostly in one ear and out the other.  “listen . . .  i can’t defend solo, because it wasn’t that great.  but rogue one was a masterpiece, and the last jedi was pretty solid too.”  he took another drink of his milkshake to punctuate.  truth be told, he was a little surprised tristan even knew what star wars was.  “the only garbage here is your presumably low-quality netflix movie.  i’m still convinced it’s soft-core with a name like snatch — are you questioning if i can afford netflix?  really?”  

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heycamden‌:

“An overachiever’s minimal effort?” She repeats, quoting him. “Love that,” she comments with a little scrunch to her nose. She might steal that one. “Ooh a job. Sexy. Whatcha been needing the money for?” She asks, it completely going over her head that it might be a little too personal of a question but this is Cam we’re talking about here. She wouldn’t know she was crossing a few boundaries even with the help of a flashing neon sign. She sighs when Josiah mentions the town’s recent events. Truthfully, it’s been hard on some people, especially her dear friend Rowan seeing as the girl was quite close to the victim and the teen missing, but she’s been trying her best to keep her friend entertained and her mind off of such things. “Yeah, I’m sorry you have to go through that,” she says, feeling for him. She can’t imagine what it must feel like to be Josiah in this town, with everyone knowing about his sister. “But hey, at least you’re standing strong, right? You’re okay. Right?” She looks at him more closely, a look of sincere care and concern on her face. With the question turned to her, Cammie blows out a breath. “Not much and honestly don’t know if I’m grateful or upset. Do think I need to go on a new date soon because my last date story was mucho not sexy. And I’ve been looking into colleges, so. There’s that.”

“oh, nothing special.  mostly just gas.  and the millions of dollars i give to dairy’s every year.  not like i do much else with my life.  it’d be nice to say i’ve actually earned that money, but god . . .  it’s so much easier to mooch off my parents.”  it’s terrible, and josiah is well aware of the fact.  he knows his parents mean well when they start to hover, but it helps a little bit if he can shake some money out of them because of it.  maybe it’s profiting off of a tragedy, but it’s his own tragedy too.  jesus, he’s fucked up.  “yeah.  yeah, i’m okay.”  josiah can’t help but feel weird after spilling that kind of shit, even to someone as nice as cammie.  it just feels unnatural to be open about all of it.  “definitely want to look for mucho sexier dates,” he said with a wink.  “ooh, college bound.  where are you looking?  do you know what you wanna do?”

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colinnash‌:

Colin gave a slight nod before leaning against the countertop with his elbows. He almost sensed a nervousness from the other, but dismissed just as quickly as he heard the comment. “I can just see it now, half of the town would probably be all for it, the other half would wonder how many of their tax dollars it was taking even though there was a fundraiser.” He rolled his eyes with a chuckle. “Would be interesting though, especially if they did updates like on their jukebox.” 

“updating the jukebox is where i draw the line.”  josiah grinned, easing back into the conversation without a problem.  “let’s be honest, it’s the only way half the kids around here are ever gonna hear music from the 20th century.  the old music might be my favorite part.”  he hesitated for a second, thinking about the other side.  “then again . . .  that would be the best way to prevent drunk kids from recreating the salt-n-pepper diner bit.  it probably happens weekly, don’t you think?”

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natxms‌:

“i never said it was free, or that it was good. but you can always ask.” she shrugged, taking out her copy of one of stephen king’s classics from the bag. taking a sip of her coffee, the blonde opened the page where she left off, before glancing over at him. “what brings you in so early, anyway ? “ 

“i know — if it was, though . . . ”  jo trailed off, instead taking a drink of his own iced coffee.  always iced, it didn’t matter the temperature.  he picked up another fry, because it was never a bad time for dairy’s fries.  “i was just looking to get out of the house this morning.  my parents have been — well, whatever — with the most recent disappearance.  and it’s just.  a lot to handle, you know?”

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tristantylers‌:

“What? No, are you kidding? That’s a terrible movie. You have terrible taste in movies.” He’s at Dairy’s after having a drink or two (or four) at Kenny’s. Papa Norrington’s decanter of top-tier scotch has been a dear friend of his lately, so Tristan is a little tipsy on top of being hopped up on the sugar from his milkshake. He hasn’t been home in a few days and he plans on keeping it that way. At least until he knows his dad is out of the house. He does need some clothes despite being more than content borrowing Kenny’s lately. The left side of his face, disappointingly sporting a bruise, attracts no attention with the help of make-up. Tristan has been learning a thing or two about foundation and matching shades recently that he could likely carry conversation on it at this point. “Like Snatch? Snatch is a great movie. Your movie? Garbage.”

“you’re garbage,”  josiah countered, mouth moving before his brain could come up with a proper retort.  “i don’t know what snatch is, but given the name and also . . .  you, i’m assuming it’s softcore?”  he leaned back in his seat, picking up his own milkshake and taking a big sip from it.  “anyway.  listen.  i don’t know how you think rogue one is terrible.  i mean sure, the story isn’t new — we already know how it ends — but i think that’s what makes it great. we know the ending but how we get there is still a gripping adventure!  i wasn’t planning to give a shit about characters we never see again.”

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heycamden‌:

“Well, thank you.” She slides onto the stool and hands Josiah his backpack. “I promise to be a rando worth sitting beside.” Truthfully, Cammie was just here to support Billie. And maybe try to talk to Conny in hopes they can forge some sort of friendship, but she’s not even sure if either of them are working today. It never hurts to stop by for a strawberry milkshake though. “So.” Cammie begins, resting her hands on the counter. “What’s a-haps? What’s been happening? Apparently no special someone it seems but what’s been going on in the life of Josiah Kressley?”

“i believe that.”  he listened as she spoke, popping another fry into his mouth.  once she finished, he shrugged vaguely.  “oh, just the usual.  putting forth minimal effort on my homework, but like an overachiever’s minimal effort.  thinking about getting a job, but also kind of hoping that if i stay involved at school, my parents won’t notice how often i need to ask for money.”  he could have ended it there, but cammie was cool and it was something that was bothering him.  “and — as always — any time something fucked up happens in this town, people look at me funny, like this is gonna be the one that sets me off.  so that’s cool.”  he bit his lip and looked back at her.  “what about you?”

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endless gifs of harvey kinkle | 1.10 the witching hour

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mr-smith-carter‌:

“Well when they show up, I’ll move. Okay?” he questioned, though he had no intention of actually moving.

great.  he was kinda stuck.  at least until he was done eating, but he’d kind of planned to get some homework done over a sundae.  “yeah.  sounds fair, i guess.  up to you, dude.”

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