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“ mm – so did god literally bottle sunshine when he made you? with a dash of dead presidents? “
‘ Probably. He even sprinkled on a little bit of sugar. And you, then? Let me guess— a whole entire chili pepper & the sarcasm to go with it. ’
▐ 「×× ＳＨＥ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＭＩＳＳＥＳ」;;
‘ oh, you know me serena. heart of stone & standards practically unreachable. ’ despite the TRUTH that weighs down her words, a slight smirk unfurls painted lips, underscoring her participation in serena’s good natured conversation. ‘ i’m very picky. not even romeo dribble over there wins my affections. ’ sarcasm pulls at her lips as she sips at her coffee. ‘ i’m happy on my o w n. but how about y o u, huh ? ’
‘ well at least with a HEART OF STONE you won’t get hurt by stupid guys. god knows we have enough heartbreak in this town already. ’
a sip at her own drink of choice, an exquisite order that she had most of the baristas memorize by now. she didn’t like w a i t i n g and much less she needed someone to screw up the most important meal of the day for her. something tucks at her heartstrings when the inquiry is presented. she can’t help but laugh a soft laugh that she hopes will cover up the doubt in her eyes.
‘ not really, no. ’
I want to create my own career. A big part of wanting to start Preserve was that I need a world that is my own where I’m in charge of my success or failure at the end of the day. I want to be able to own that.
Doubt, but not in the dismaying fashion he anticipated, precedes her. She’s blonde, beautiful, sunkissed and looking European and possibly like she could be in love with him. There’s a smile on her lips and the smallest quake in her voice. Dan knows about nervous energy, had a shaking knee the entire flight, so he writes it off. There’s a cliff they’re debating whether or not to jump, after all, a little excess is to be expected. ‘All I know is that I love you and I’m here, now. Was it an impulsive decision? yes. But more importantly I think it’s a decision I’ll still be glad I made months from now ——- although how fondly I’ll remember it is hinging on how a few things play out.”
It’s a quiet attempt at humor but nonetheless true. He’s got all the conviction he needs, now. Though conviction does harsh retrospect no favors. Everything relies on her.
she’s relaxed, she’s had time to reflect on how things might go between the two upon her return-- but she hadn’t expected him to chase her down. she loved it, the attention and the dramatics of it. fireworks, though delayed, in the very pit of her stomach seem to have a party on her expense and it seems as if she doesn’t truly even mind it. the desire to reach forward and kiss him is almost overwhelming. he’s here and he’s saying the words. and she knows her response isn’t just an ‘okay’ it’s her yelling the words inside of her mind even before they are aired.
‘ well if only to make it a more FOND of a memory-- i love you too dan. i never really stopped loving you. ’
“Thank you, but really the coffee is more than enough. I truly needed the caffeine after a day like today. Is there always so much going on? Or did today just happen to be the exception?”
Wendy was accustomed to some form of drama or another but she had never seen things get quite so hostile or devious as she had since coming to New York.
‘ today was pretty much what you should ALWAYS expect from days that are as packed as this one was. it’s nothing out of the ordinary, not really, but with jenny calling in sick we just needed an extra pair of hands. so we really did need someone to step in for her. and with the DRAMA lately it’s something i had expected. ’
her being rather new here-- it was a good thing and a bad thing. she hadn’t seen the worst yet and serena just hated the idea of her finding out how toxic the upper east side could get. it wasn’t good for anyone, not if they hadn’t come across these sorts of things before.
OH, now, now, dear. there’s no need to be rude. it was simply meant as a compliment. pretty girl like yourself ought to be used to them by now. though, no, probably not as often by a man old enough to be your father. ( a little bit of charm never went amiss. he wasn’t sure whether she’d buy it or not, but it was worth a shot. it worked so well on so many others. and so far, she seemed no different than the rest. )
‘ --can’t say i haven’t heard that BEFORE, but this is something new. are you sure you didn’t mean to do that to SOMEONE ELSE? ’
a shrug of her shoulder now, no, she couldn’t say that all of her suspicions towards the man were gone, but he was there complimenting her like this and it was something she couldn’t just pass up. like a moth to a flame she was drawn in by his words. she REALLY was no different.
“ no need for thanks, serena. “ the boy sits in silence for a moment, listening & processing. there wasn’t much to say — not that wouldn’t be taken as robotic & without meaning to be — i n s i n c e r e that was the last thing richie wanted to be, to anyone, let alone a girl that he truly cared for. one who without even asking, the young businessman knew needed friends. & not the sort of friends who call you after you’ve won the race, or who hug you briefly before getting knocked off by the fist of booze when your party is the highlight of the year. but the sort that bring you soup when your sick, picking out the tomatoes because they know damn well that you can’t stand them. who watch that movie they hate because you cherish it. a person you can call at 3 am for an emergency or for no particular reason at all. real friends. with big hearts, warm hands, & — o p e n e a r s “ well if you ever need a soul to tell ——- or NOT tell rich manor is always open to you. “
‘ you’re too good to me richie. ’
sadly? that’s probably the truth. she’s not the best friend ever. she hasn’t been that to anyone-- even blair? her best friend? she’s slept with her boyfriend-- LIED to her-- betrayed her time after time. and yet? they keep in touch, she would do anything for her.
while serena van der woodsen can be selfish, she would never do anything to hurt her friends if she had a chance. she had been driven to all of those things by one thing or another. she COULD be a good friend and she knew it. just look at dan-- -- and nate. both of them who had sure seen their fair share of her. who was she even kidding? she was only good for one thing and that? that wasn’t going to help with richie.
‘ and the offer goes both ways. you can ALWAYS come to me if you need anything. an escape? i have stupid girly movies i’ve seen far too many times with blair. i don’t know if-- guys do that sort of thing, but it DOES take your mind off everything if only for 115 minutes. ’
▐ 「×× ＳＨＥ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＭＩＳＳＥＳ」;;
‘ you’d better hold me back. i don’t think i can control myself. ’ & her voice sings in a STINGING monotone. jaded eyes gloss over with a gentle scrutiny, underscored by a purse of crimson lips. she’s got a LETHAL way with words, each one spoken is akin to a shard of glass, left unswept upon the floor. ‘ why don’t we find something better to look at, i’m getting a bit queasy. ’
‘ i’m DEFINITELY more than okay with that. ’
it’s easy as that, her taking the coffee to go seemed like a FAR better idea than staying to stare at the monstrosity that might haunt her dreams. she shudders just thinking about having that in bed next to her-- god forbid one day she’d get a bit too many drinks and end up with mr. drool over there.
‘ seeing anyone? or should we look for a suitable candidate to fill that EMPTINESS in your heart? ’
’ don’t sound so surprised, sis. ‘ he nods his head at the bartender before he turned to face her. the last place chuck truly wanted to be was between serena and blair, unless it was without agonizing and more so pleasurable. but he knew that would be nothing but a fantasy. the two fought more than cats and dogs. it surely made donald and trump and rosie o’donnell look like amateurs. he smirked as he sipped his glass of scotch, the extra kick gave him the necessary headache soother for being involved in such a mess. ’ considering what you did to her, i’d say i was doing you a favor by accepting the invitation on her behalf. now what the hell were you thinking hiding a secret by staging a fight? ‘
‘ chuck-- ‘
she doesn’t even know what to say. granted it wasn’t one of her best ideas but still to call her out on it seemed somewhat unreasonable. she couldn’t say, not really-- for if it’d been done to her? she’d be pretty ticked off as well. her turn to take a sip of the drink she had in hand ( one that hadn’t left her all night ) and take a deep, calming, breath.
‘ it was for the best. you have to agree nothing good could have come out of it had i told her the truth-- chuck, please, can you talk to her? i just want to get my friend back. ‘ --again.
The inevitable question expels from her lips in tones that aren’t the most relieving to hear. It occurs to him only now that this may not be the romantic gesture he had intended but an overstep. Dan wonders where on the scale this attempt at grand romanticism lands.
His hand rubs at the back of his neck, expression quirking, “ —- I’m beginning to wonder actually, but,” a pause, “sink or swim, right?” Dan tries out a smile, hoping, praying he hasn’t completely misunderstood the last of their conversations. “I guess, I just. We said that we should make sure we’re ready and I’m ready. I don’t want to wait for something to get in the way.”
oh it is romantic, there’s no doubt about that. she doesn’t even want to know what he HAD to sell to get himself across the ocean. it’s a smile that graces her lips at the words that sound like pure heaven to her in this moment. she wanted to get away, yes, clear her mind-- but with him here? it was a real chance.
‘ dan-- are you sure we’re ready? are YOU ready? ‘
it’s with somewhat of a more confused tone her words are said in, it’s something in her voice that vibrates, nerves? the guts he had to come here, find her? unbelievable. all of her life serena van der woodsen had wanted to be saved by a prince and this one may not be riding a white horse? but she’d be damned if he didn’t fit the description.
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she raises a brow as she watches her return to their old antics. lily would no doubt call helena in the morning but she didn’t care what their mothers would say. she had her friend back with no sign of losing her any time soon. this was the beginning of many wild nights. eleanor doesn’t waste any time as she takes her hand and leads her to their private table. she signaled for a line and a round of shots before turning back to serena, handing her a shot glass filled to the rim with tequila. ‘ welcome back to your real home, s here’s to a hell of a friendship now let’s paint this town red. ‘
her friend was royally fucked up, more literally than the others. she was the satan wearing high heels and the hell was beneath her feet wherever she went. that’s what she LOVED about her. if she could count on anyone to fuck her up real nice-- it was her. and she wouldn’t ask what had driven her to drink this time, neither would she. it would be slurred words along with a shot.
so she takes the drink in hand and there’s a sharp gasp that follows the liquid when it so easily gets swallowed, burning the whole way.
' paint it red and see it in all the damn colors of the rainbow. now for old times’ sake get me some of that stuff you’re on. ‘
