ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ

❝𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕋𝕚𝕘𝕖𝕣.❞

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

| Going to reboot this account shortly. New layout, FC, pinned, etc are coming. Stay tuned. 💖

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

| I don’t know if there is an ‘Until Dawn’ RP fandom around here, but if there is I‘d love to join it. Got a lot of muse for that fandom recently.

If anyone would be interested in that, possible making an account with me, feel free to DM me or like this tweet and I’ll DM you.

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — somewhere else you need to be, you can go. You don’t have to stick around and talk to me.” The redhead reassured.

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

| Starter For @webbingofspider |

Finding herself at the head of the stage once again, Mary Jane Watson found herself completely at home. Little more could touch her in the same way that drama and theatre could. Few —

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — more reputable nerds.

Noticing that he was glancing at his watch, Mary Jane felt she need to voice that concern. She hoped that she wasn’t holding him up for anything.

“If you have —

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — her hair, made her stand out. Either way, she decided to put him out of his misery and just tell him.

“It’s Mary Jane Watson, or MJ, whichever you prefer.”

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — getting to him or something. MJ wasn’t big headed and self obsessed or anything, but most, if not all the, people in this school knew who she was. Her distinctive style, personality, and of course —

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — the photos look alright, ummm?” It was question also tied with her fishing for a name she could put to the face. She had never come across him before.

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — could tell that despite never having laid eyes on him before. A contrast to her, someone that a lot of people knew well. She was that popular girl after all, the living stereotype.

“That’s kind of you. Did —

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@webbingofspider — smile over to the photographer, she glanced back over to her script which was by her side.

[ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ @OfRedTheatrics]

@webbingofspider — people still in the room. A few of the cast were conversing in one corner of the room, as we some others who had come to watch. Beyond that, Mary Jane noticed that the photographer was still here. Offering a —