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like for an event starter from kenna!

#they'll all be relatively short since i'm busy as fuck!

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spgaberojas‌:

       It was hard not to volley back Kenna’s sarcasm with more sarcasm; it was an easy trap to fall into. “You’re smoking weed in there?” he asked in feigned awe, eyes wide as if it was foreign and he didn’t partake in it himself on at least a daily basis. “I’ll make sure to pray for you,” he drawled on, slapping on a sharp twang to every word to further bastardize the accent they were all so highly accustomed to. Flashing her forced, toothy grin, he moved closer to their shared abode. “To be honest, I had just smoked a bowl before that sprint - I’ve never sobered up so fucking fast,” Gabe laughed, his smile falling only slightly as his hands patted his pockets and found only the glass piece and a lighter. “Fuck,” he chirped, his head tossing back as his smile only spread from the sheer ridiculous nature of the situation. “Tell me you’re up for a joy ride, ‘because I forgot my fucking phone.” 

rarely did a genuine laugh escape her but it flew full bodied from her lips with ease. it was a hearty thing, all chest and stomach and raspy alto. she was too gangly for her own body, neck extended like a haphazard swan. family was an obligation to her but she didn’t mind found family as much. she tilted her head pretending to consider the offer for a moment. “yeah as long as a get to drive.” her ancient ford pickup truck affectionately named bessie had been with her since her junior year of high school inherited as such from her uncle. the key’s cool metal bit into her head providing a familiar sense of alertness. “driver gets radio privileges!” 

#thread. #gaberojas

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camillaward‌:

Cami laughed, pointing over to where they were. “Blue raspberry, of course. If my tongue ain’t stained by the time I leave, what was the point?” She glanced at the line forming behind her, “Kinda makes ya wish there was a little somethin’ stronger to splash into it, especially if you’re gonna be makin’ me watch something scary.”

kenna’s expression was nothing short of wolfish as she procured a silver flask from her bag stowed neatly under the table. embossed were the words ‘dumb bitch’ a thoughtful gift from charlie on her twenty-fourth birthday. “i always keep emergency booze in my bag. i peaked in college.”

#thread. #camillaward

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kentackerman‌:

His excitement shot up with each inch towards this petty plan coming to fruition. A big old ‘suck-it’ to the town, his favorite kind of vindication and not to mention, he was pretty damn proud of thinking this one up too. What repercussions? He didn’t care. “Wait, what?” His joy halted. “Why am I giving you ten bucks?”

kenna paused, baffled by his response. “uh because i’m your favorite cousin and you love me. also i want ten dollars.” that was routine with kenna, practiced nonchalance and an un-explainable ease that followed her every word. the seasons in frostford ebbed and flowed but kenna wieczorek’s ability to mystify shit remained the same. 

#kentackerman #thread.

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charlottemaeparker‌:

“That’s exactly what I said.” Kenna was as annoyed as Charlie was, with a good reason of course. “It is not even that scary, I don’t what people’s problem is.” She shrugged her shoulders, rolling her eyes. Of course Kenna went from zero to sixty, at first Charlie didn’t take it seriously. A second later her brow rose, you could never be so sure with Kenna.

“Wait — you are joking, right?”

“people’s problem is that this town is a cesspool of outdated beliefs further bolstered by the echo chamber of opinions out here. nobody is up for change because we’re still only getting fdr’s nightly talks on the radio.” she pressed the heels of her palms into her eyes. “i’m just kidding unless you actually want to light something on fire then i’m totally down.”

#charlottemaeparker #thread.

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morgan-zhao‌:

“I know what you’re thinking: what in God’s name could have possessed me to order this much food? Well let me tell you.” He’s got three cheeseburgers, two baskets of fries, an order of onion rings, and some mozzarella sticks in front of him, and only him.

“My dear, sweet, pain in the ass older sisters begged me to come with them to lunch today. They were running a little late so they told me to order for all of us. Being a darling baby brother, I did. And how do they repay me? They flake! They both flaked on me!” Morgan looks up with an exaggerated expression of hopelessness. “Please come eat all this food with me. I already paid for it. You’d be doing God’s work.”

kenna had a bad habit of dismissing other’s problems as minuscule. she was selfish by nature, a product of the millennial condition as the new yorker would have called it. concerned only with herself. she faced him, unsure if she was being punked and ashton kutcher would appear somewhere from the depths. “are you serious?” she waited a beat. “fuck yeah i will.”

#thread. #morgan-zhao

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kenna wieczorek’s letterboxd profile

#graphic.

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hey we’ve got a lot of new people and i’ve been super busy so consider this an official plotting call part 2. if you want to plot with kenna give this a like and i’ll slide into your dms.

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gaberojas‌:

       As the red and blue lights flashed down the street behind him, Gabe’s feet smacked the pavement in a sprint as he pulled at the respirator covering his face and mouth. His breathing came out in huffs and puffs as he snaked around the corner and into a dark alley, hopping over the fence of a nearby apartment complex and creeping over to a dark corner where the cops had no chance of flashing him with their spotlight. When the coast was clear, he popped around to the front lawn as one of the 1st floor residents flicked the lights on, his chest heaving and heart trying to beat its way out of his chest. “Hey uh, sorry, I think I’m a bit lost,” Gabe lied as he played up the hint of a southern accent he had and smoothed on his charming smile, keeping as cool as he could possibly keep with a respirator slung around his neck, his hands and clothes slicked with black and red paint. “I could’a swore Chad said 450 East Cherry Lane. That ain’t this is it?” 

kenna normally would have responded to a stranger on her front lawn with a pitchfork. she wasn’t much of a southern belle but she could wield farm equipment with surprising efficacy. wild-maned and a little high her lean body found rest against the the threshold of the door. jo and the others were somewhere inside no doubt causing chaos unaware of their unexpected visitor. she raised an eyebrow unsure of his claims. “no luck chuck.” she shrugged stepping into the yard. “do you need to like, come in and sit down? actually, we’re smoking a lot of weed in there so i don’t know if you want to.”

#thread. #gaberojas

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joremzi‌:

“ ugh, don’t say that — d’you really wanna drive down to the beach in this weather with a dead goat in the trunk ? ” jo wrinkled her nose, though knowing kenna she could easily get an enthusiastic hell yeah i do in response. “ and she was fine, just a li’l heat exhaustion. ”

“uh hell yeah that sounds fucking incredible.” kenna said matter-of-fact-ly. no matter how hard she tried to pretend, kenna was predictable. her cynicism and sarcasm were routine to the citizens of frostford most of all jo. “i think we should just drive to the beach anyways.”

#joremzi #thread.

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kanevsky‌:

                his expression brightened as if the candle inside him had just been lit , a grin combating her own questioning expression , not understanding her seeming hatred for the brightly colored tweeting birds that he kinda wanted to see being catapulted through the air on the big screen. “ but isn’t toy story sad ?? i heard it’s sad , that’s the end of my childhood !! and the lion king … i get through half of that without blubbering , but i guess it’s fun to sing along . “

    “ you’re the expert , anyway , i guess it’s like me asking the client what pipe segment to use — “ he snorted out a laugh , before realising the joke may have fallen on deaf ears , “ other than midsommar , of course . somethin’ a lil lighter . “

something about him made her walk on eggshells. place her footsteps carefully in a way she never had before. normally kenna was crass, too much and all too little for frostford but speaking to him she had some semblance of tact. “jeez.” she said running her hands through her hair. a less than appropriate plumbing joke rested on her tongue but she retracted it just as quickly. “were you cuddled too much as a child or something? you’re just so-” she motioned wildly, “...baby.”

#kanevsky #thread.

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coltonrollins‌:

Rolling his eyes at Kenna, Colt laughed and shrugged. “What? I have. It was good. Wild as hell, and definitely not a movie I’d ever bring my mama to see, but I enjoyed it. And there was nothing else I wanted to watch the last two times, so…” He snorted as she dramatically draped herself across the desk. “You’re the worst.”

kenna peeked one conspiratorial blue eye out through her arm and rose back up. “yeah i am the worst.” she sighed drumming her fingers in the crook of her elbow. “but you love me.” there was an odd sense of camaraderie with the citizens of frostford she would have rather forgot. that maybe this was a shit town in the middle of shit alabama but at least they were all there together.

#thread. #coltonrollins

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dinahrollins‌:

“just call me old and not up to date,” dinah chuckled. she could admire the way kenna spoke about films, clearly she was passionate about the subject. the blonde may not have understood what it meant to use emotion as a medium of horror, but she could tell it was something extraordinary by the way kenna’s eyes lit up explaining it. “damn, i think i’m gonna have to check it out now. think you’d want to see it again with me? in case i need help understandin’ it.”

“oh hell yes!” she exclaimed nearly toppling a bucket of popcorn with the force of her excitement. in terms of tropes dinah was the cool aunt who understood her more in the coming of age movie than her archaic parents. she had always idealized having a big sister growing up “if you don’t mind the commentary through the whole thing i’m an incredible movie watching partner. behind the scenes shit literally makes me quake in my boots.”

#dinahrollins #thread.

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kentackerman‌:

“I only understood about half of what you just said to me,” he told her flatly and truthfully, assuming she meant the reality show, but rather than asking, he skirted around it all as best he could. “I wanna support you and I kinda really wanna see you hanging in the stocks too, ‘cause that’d be funny as hell, but there’s a lot easier way of doing this, little miss projection manager. Switch ‘em. Switch the movies.”

“oh my god.” kenna’s mouth gaped with the realization of the scheme. her cousin could be an evil genius when he wanted to be. years of goodnatured pranks at family gatherings clued her into that much. her mom didn’t think they were as funny but that was a fight for another time. “that’s such a good idea kent. give me ten dollars and i’ll do it.”

#thread. #kentackerman

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camillaward‌:

“You’re a pain in the ass, but you’re cute,” Cami corrected, grinning at Kenna as she leaned against the ticket booth. She hadn’t intended on running into anyone tonight, watching a stupid film in the safety of her own car was the plan– but it seemed like Kenna had other plans. “Throw in a slushie, and I’ll think about it,” the brunette bartered, glancing pointedly at the happy children that clutched their bird plushies.

kenna bristled at the compliment, though it seemed to flow better with the addendum of being a pain in the ass. praise was a foreign concept to her, years of self deprecation and sarcasm had created a firm wall of which to bounce compliments off of. “jeez you people are so persnickety. blue raspberry, cherry, or watermelon?”

#camillaward #thread.

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charlottemaeparker‌:

“You did not just say that.” Charlie said dryly, shaking her head. Was she really surprised though? Compared to the other things Kenna usually said, this was nothing. “That I can get on board. There was going to be a double feature but apparently it got cancelled because bunch of lunatics took up a protest at the church.”

“fucking seriously?” kenna said, aghast. her views on frostford had been made consistently clear through years of saracasm and snide remarks though it seemed she would make them clear again. “this town is so fucking archaic it’s like we’re living in the eighteenth century i swear.” she growled. “simple. we burn down the town like in jocelyn moorhouse’s the dressmaker.”

#charlottemaeparker #thread.

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alexiskeller‌:

If Alexis was shocked by her words, she did her best to hide it, although her mouth did gape just the tiniest bit at the things she was hearing Kenna say. “Y’don’t mean that,” she said, narrowing her eyes and attempting to call the girl’s bluff. “You’re just sayin’ that to shock my Christian sensibilities, but they refuse to be shocked.”

“oh alexis.” kenna’s wry smile only grew in impishness. she was a beacon of apathetic youth and impiousness forced by years of sunday school disdain. “it’s a genuine invitation. i’d love for you and your hubby to participate in the drug fueled satanic orgy inside of my home. make sure you tell all your friends. i’d love to be tried as a witch.”

#alexiskeller #thread.