dangerous woman;;

These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume. adriana lopez, xxii, nerve.

[fuckitshaw-blog]

Every word she said set a different fire ablaze in James’ body. He knew he shouldn’t take this so seriously. After all, this girl was a complete stranger. He would most likely never see her again. Still, being challenged in such a way made him angry. “I can handle an opinion, sweetheart. I haven’t left yet, have I?” James said and looked at the second martini, judging heavily. “Careful, wouldn’t want you to drown in all that alcohol.”

[adrlana]

Maybe it was her anger or her pride or even the alcohol coming up with the words but Adriana didn’t feel remorse like usually would. She just couldn’t help herself, even though he was a complete stranger and despite the fact that every word made him angrier, she just wanted to keep going. “I’m surprised you haven’t, although your mentioned hostility is getting kinda boring.” She paused. “At least I’m not drowning in my demons,” the brunette retorted.

[adrlana]

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[rctribvtns]

aiden: well since you said anything… aiden: how bout a cheeseburger and fries? oh and a shake.

[adrlana]

adriana: i’ll see what i can do... adriana: although it might take a while

[adrlana]

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[simmerabbey]

jake: ah shit im sorry dude that sucks jake: two days?? wtf. so glad i didnt go to college now lol.

[adrlana]

adriana: it’s okay, just gotta work harder now adriana: yeah lucky you, this is my last year and didn’t wanna waste my previous three

[fuckitshaw-blog]

Like a switch, James went from slightly amused to angered. He didn’t know what her problem was, her blunt words left him feeling sucker-punched. “Believe me, Honey. If I wanted to be hostile, I’d be fucking direct with it.” James said slowly, making sure she’d understand. “I’m many things, but I’m not a coward.” Deep down, he knew it was a lie. James just refused to acknowledge the part of him that was scared to death actually existed.

[adrlana]

Adriana didn’t know that when she said the words that it would bring up such a harsh response, but he asked for what she knew. Despite having a reputation around NERVE as being a sweetheart, she wasn’t afraid to give back what James said and harder. “You asked for what I thought, and I gave it to you straight,” she replied through gritted teeth. “If you can’t handle an opinion, then maybe you are a fucking coward.” The brunette drained the second martini passed to her by the bartender, her eyes turning cold. “You don’t need to admit it to me, but admit it to yourself.”

[fuckitshaw-blog]

“Really?” James chuckled and rested his head on his hand, looking at her expectingly. What she said was true, but outright denying it would only confirm her suspicion. Instead, James just said the truth, pretending it’s a joke. Sarcasm was one of his best defense mechanisms. “How’d you get that very accurate estimation? Please, don’t tell me you read my diary.”

[adrlana]

“Really,” Adriana shrugged, her tone blasé. She’d had a long day and she hadn’t planned on psychoanalysing the patrons of the club tonight. However, James’ expectant eyes made her want to continue her observations. “Ah, sarcasm,” the brunette countered. “Hostility described as humour. “ She paused. “It really shows your anger and cowardice, congratulations.”

[jcksonc-blog]

“me either, it’s ridiculous.”

[adrlana]

“do you get many strange tattoo requests?”

[fuckitshaw-blog]

“Thanks.” He said, taking the lighter from her hands. In an instant, there was a cigarette in his mouth. The routine of taking it out of the pack and putting it in between his lips, lighting it, was ritualistic. James was calmer than before already, but the true bliss came once he took the first puff and the hot smoke entered his lungs. He threw his head back and blew it out. “Sure can do.” James nodded and turned the cigarette away from her, before continuing. “Do I look like someone who cares that I’m not meant to smoke in here?” He asked, unsure of what he wanted the answer to be.

[adrlana]

“Not a problem,” the brunette replied, taking a sip from the martini that she had neglected. She’d known many people who smoked and yet it still grossed her out, but if others were happy to destroy their lungs, there was nothing she could do. “Thanks.” She paused, turning around to gesture over the waiter to bring her another drink. “To be honest,” Adriana started, giving the boy a quick up and down look. “You look like someone who usually does care but is too controlled by a vice to understand right and wrong.”

[adrlana]

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[agelesshq]

sofia: have any shoes or dresses that you’re willing to give up? sofia: if so i’ll bring you coffee asap

[adrlana]

adriana: my dad bought me these loubs but they don’t fit

adriana: you interested?

[adrlana]

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[cvaio-deactivated20170107]

nayeli: ok now i’m pumped! ..any flavour requests? nayeli: …1 minute into the shopping trip, it’s starting sprinkling nayeli: #lovemylife

[adrlana]

adriana: ummmmmmmm i love them all tbh!!

adriana: aw damn! if you get wet then there’s clothes here for you :)

[adrlana]

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[winnie-hacks-blog]

winnie: He’s a shoulder puppy RIP anyone who doesn’t like dogs

winnie: I will literally kill anyone who looks at him funny during coffee time

[adrlana]

adriana: whoever doesn’t like dogs is insane

adriana: same. he needs to be protected tbh

[adrlana]

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[rctribvtns]

aiden: you sure bout that?

[adrlana]

adriana: damn straight i am

[cheyennehq-deactivated20171105]

&&. — bars. celeste never seemed to like them, though, she wasn’t one who was well acquainted which such surroundings. she had only been to a bar twice her entire twenty-one years of living ( with the exception of that night ) but after a long day of writing and meetings, a chilled lemon lime bitter is simply what she needed. all the local cafes had closed and she wasn’t in the mood to go to a supermarket. putting her phone back into her classic chanel bag, the young woman carefully places it on the seat beside her as she innocently sipped on her non-alcoholic drink. her eyes scanned throughout the venue, her eyes finding difficulty in adjusting to the darkness. the air was potent with the scent of alcohol and the atmosphere was loud with the sound of drunken patrons playing pool in the background and taking bets at the corner. feeling a shiver down her spine, the brunette carefully turns back to the bar, taking a sip from both her cups. it didn’t take long for her to be spoken to by strangers, multiple guys throughout the evening had offered to buy her a drink which she polietely denied, but they were persistant. “damn it where are you adriana?” she mutters softly to herself and despite the fear — there’s a tenderness in her usual tone. she wanted to leave. she didn’t belong there. moments later, she felt a tap on her shoulder causing her to jump slightly. “oh thank god!” she responds, looking behind and giving her a bright smile, “… i’d love to get you a drink but on second thought, we should go get something to eat. or drink. just — anywhere but here.”

[adrlana]

ADRIANA would be lying if she said that she was a party girl. She’d gone through the ‘fake ID, hitting the bars, vodka and tequila’ stage when she first started college, but now that she legally was able to be there, they held very little excitement to her. Sure, she loves the parties and the occasional pubcrawl (it turns out that Ivy League schools do know how to hold a piss up) but she felt over the hill. Classes had ended and the brunette had made the long trip back from New Jersey to be in her own bed, but she felt out of place there. She was too stressed out to be still, and usually she’d dance it away but when her passion was the root of her problems, she couldn’t. It was something small, something that she hears a lot as a dancer, but the words from her teacher, her mentor, really screwed her over. Instead, Adriana was near sprinting from the subway to the place where she’d planned to meet Celeste. She felt like an asshole for leaving the girl hanging but the delays of people trying to leave the city while she was trying to get back in were causing her to be late. Finally, Adriana stepped into the bar where she and Celeste were meeting and she didn’t get good vibes from the place the minute she stepped in there and flashed the bouncer her ID. “I’m so sorry I was late!” the girl exclaimed breathlessly and with her usual grin as she tapped her friend on the shoulder. “The damn subway took forever… and I had to run from… 42nd… to get here.” She caught her breath between words, nodding in agreement at Celeste. “I thought you’d never ask, let’s get out of here.” She tried remember all of the food places that she had passed during her marathon to get here. “There’s a pizza place down the street if you’re interested. Pizza fixes a lot of things, I know from experience.”

[adrlana]

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[cvaio-deactivated20170107]

nayeli: at least the day is over tho?? nayeli: …can i make it ice-cream?? lowkey so over coffee

[adrlana]

adriana: that’s true

adriana: you definitely can, love!

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[brandondunne-blog]

brandon: consider it done 😊

brandon: coffee fixes all problems - only thing better would be cupcakes 

[adrlana]

adriana: you’re amazing brando  😊 😊

adriana: omg i love cupcakes!! 

[adrlana]

text | adri

nadir: damn right it is

nadir: yeah watch it it's great fun tbh

adriana: so much fun that you'd watch it a second time?

[scbcstian]

pushing back from her place leaned over the hood of the car, elena brushed a loose strand of dark hair from her face, consequently smudging a bit of grease onto her rosy cheek. “hey, can you hand me that torque wrench?” she gestured vaguely to the opened tool box just off to the side. 

[adrlana]

“i’m gonna be completely honest and say that i have no idea what that means,” adriana replied with a laugh. 

[fuckitshaw-blog]

James sat at the bar, watching a girl disappear into the dancing crowd. He wore no emotion on his face to conceal the fact that he hated himself at that very moment. Undoubtedly red, his cheek still stung from her slap. A quick scan of the room was all it took to find a “No Smoking” sign. James would have respected it, but after the scene that went down he needed to smoke. The only problem- the girl had taken his lighter earlier that evening. He turned to the nearest person, already taking a box of cigarettes out of his pocket. “YOU GOT A LIGHT?”

[adrlana]

"You know you’re not meant to smoke in here?” Adriana quickly countered, although her point was probably moot. She hardly ever attended places like this, but she just felt like she needed a drink and here she was. With a sigh, she opened her purse and pulled out her lighter. Despite the fact that she didn’t smoke, the dark haired girl used it to prevent her pointe shoe ribbons from fraying. “Here you go but if you’re gonna light up, point that thing away from me.”