No wait, because she looks at the map that Steve was looking at and she IMMEDIATELY knows what he’s going to do and WHAT’S MORE she doesn’t run to him at say “You can’t Steve it’s too dangerous!” She runs to him and says “don’t be an idiot you can’t walk there LET ME HELP YOU STEAL A PLANE” and that is why Peggy is the best the end.
#no but her and steve getting into all kinds of trouble#what rogers? you’re about to do something highly dangerous?#here let me streamline the process#let’s fuck shit up together for the good of humanity#modern au peggy making a protest twice as large#crime au peggy taking him from small time grifts to robbing the mob#steve wants to be a drag racer and peggy’s like no#take my car it’ll be faster#i bet bucky doesn’t approve of this at all#omg bucky is the hermione of the group as far as shenanigans go#he stills goes along with them but mutters about them getting into trouble#and it’s dark out we’re going to get detention#detention steve!
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And do you know what else I hate about fall?
The shoes. Oh, I know you girls like to get all giddy about your boots, but check your skinny calf privilege - some of us walk into DSW and see a store full of shoes that will not fit us no matter our shoe size,…
there are guys in my dorm who decided to play cards in the elevator
see what intrigues me about college isn’t the intellectual pursuit or the bonding or whatever, its the fact that people have the freedom to do random shit like this
Okay, everybody, I have a story about random shit in college. When I was in college, there was a particular class I took where, no matter what time you walked into class, if you made it into the room before the professor, you wouldn’t be counted late. I mean, that’s a pretty cool policy, given how some professors are really obnoxious about attendance.
Well, one time, a fellow student of mine was running late to class. As she reached the edge of the building, she saw her professor making it to the front steps (super long rectangular building here). He looks up from walking and he sees her. He then points to his watch, gives her a well-meaning “Look who’s late” face, and walks on inside.
What he didn’t know, though, was that this particular student was like freakishly good at bouldering and related climbing skills, so she was just like “Fuck it” and SCALED THE BUILDING!
She tapped on the window of the 4th floor classroom (the floors had like 20ft ceilings, so, she was quite a ways up there), nearly making one student piss himself. They opened the window, she rolled through, onto the floor, and slid into her seat about five seconds before the professor opened the door to the classroom.
He did a double take, started to say “How the hell d—” when a security guard ran in, red-faced and panting, pointed at her and bellowed “STOP DOING THAT!”
When I was in college I worked as a night desk attendant in my dorm, which meant that I saw some truly amazing weird shit going down — it is really impressive what students will get up to at 2 a.m. in the dorm lounge. This included things like a group of dorm residents wanting to find out if a pickle will light up if you plug it into a wall socket (it does, sort of, on one end) and then what it tastes like if you eat it afterwards (like metal and also REALLY TERRIBLE, I learned while listening from across the room, pretending to study).
And then there was the time a group of the guys showed up with a 5-gallon keg of Kool-Aid, a bunch of comedy movies, and every intention of holding a contest to see who could refrain from going to the bathroom the longest. This ended messily, in a way that did not do the floor any favors, and also resulted in an amazed and exasperated RA outlawing public drinking contests for the rest of the semester YES FOR GOD’S SAKE EVEN IF NO ALCOHOL IS INVOLVED.
And the incident with students throwing water balloons out the 8th floor windows when it was -40 outside, so they froze on the way down and hit a pedestrian …
I wish I hadn’t been so utterly fucked up in college that my memories of it are overshadowed by being miserable (I was suicidally depressed and probably having some sort of nervous breakdown by the time I dropped out), because it is a really weird, wonderful, amazing time.