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There’s a new Saved by the Bell “The Max” diner in Chicago & it’s got me feeling emotional 

Me, about something I most definitely should not wing  (via evolutionofcourage)

     “ You can absolutely trust me.                 Have I ever let you down before? ”         Independent Zack Morris RP Blog. Written by Maria.

“…oh i’m FUCKING sorry is this your space? you know i’m so sorry–it’s just that well… you wanna fight me on this one? go ahead”  his head cocking to the side,  “i’m not in the mood for a fucking meathead today…but jesus since you’re SO–worked up”

“ Hey, guy, let’s not make a big deal out of this, okay? The spot’s mine, my buddy Screech had to lie in it for six months just to secure it. Listen, there are lots of other spaces you can take. Just move and everything will be fine.”

       “ GROSS, like I’d ever give my phone number to some DWEEB.    Why don’t you just answer the question without being a major JERK OFF “

Ouch. 

Okay, he was down, but far from out. He just needed to work more of the Zack Morris charm.

“ Sorry, didn’t catch the whole question, I was too busy trying to figure out what fashion magazine I’ve seen you in before. Can you repeat it again? Slowly? ”

“I’m…very rarely okay.”

Wow, life of the party, this one.

“ Come on, dude. How can you look so miserable with so many cute girls around? ”

     “No, no no no– you don’t get it. The DeLorean. Isn’t. For sale. Why do you want it so bad anyway?”

“ Well, let’s just say I need a set of wheels that’ll set me apart from everyone else. This would do it. Come on, man, help me out here. ”

+ prxppie. | continued from {X}.

     With a bright smile, Kelly pulled back, innocently brushing her lips together. Her cheeks quickly ran flushed with a rosy hue. “Sorry.” She whispered, dimpled grin placating her features. “I just know how extremely excited you get about things…I’m sure you would’ve stopped eventually, but…that was a bit more fun.” Fun. Yeah sure. That was it…

Fun? Well, he couldn’t argue there, though that wasn’t exactly the answer he’d been expecting.  “Well,” he tried to act casual, but the tiniest squeak in his voice betrayed him. “Maybe I should get excited and ramble more often, because I definitely wouldn’t mind that happening again.” He lowered his voice a little and moved in closer. “Like, say, right now?”