π β Β β β Β β βββββββββββΒ growing up there was hardly a time that trinity was alone. in a home that was constantly full of family, and friends they never knew what a quiet night was. theyβd always find strangers in the rooms of their parents home, and had put on plenty of shows for the guests. their father sat happily behind the piano while their mother signaled key points of the choreography trinity made sure not to miss. even rehearsals for auditions all throughout high school were done at their fatherβs side who was sure to issue out as many reassurances as he did criticisms ( all constructive, of course ). trinity reveled in the company of others and bathed in the compliments they were given, no matter how insincere.
it shouldnβt have come as a surprise that the ostracization that came with their nyu admittance wasnβt something they were prepared for. trinity had quickly gone from their peers wanting to be their friend for the wrong reasons, to no one wanting anything to do with them for the exact same ones. every role they landed was questioned, and that insatiable ache that demanded to know why they werenβt good enough planted root in the depths of their heart. moments to themselves became a dangerous indulgence. any down time they had was spent trying to pinpoint what it was about them that made them so unlikable. trinity never had to question themselves when they were with izzie.Β
izzie was the first friend theyβd made while at college, and things were always easy with them. having no prior knowledge of who trinity was, or more importantly who their dad is, izzie had seen them for themselves first and their dreams second. it was the first time trinity had ever formed a connection like that. more than just having someone recognize their efforts, trinity had found someone they were just as supportive of. usually so self obsessed, they had no issue with giving their spotlight to her, and listening to every obscure fish fact or tribulations of their latest heartache. wth izzie, trinity found that they wanted more than just a good friend: they wanted to learn how to be one too.Β having izzie occupy a space in their home again felt just as it was meant to.
β okay calm down d.a.r.e, itβs one shot. β trinity teased as they pulled themselves into a seated position on the otherβs mattress.Β β itβs one shot, and your things will still be here after we take our celebratory shot. β they motioned towards their luggage as if what they were saying was obvious. the sight of familiar items already poking out as if to get a look at their new surroundings bringing a bright smile to their face.Β β dealing with ? you say that like they arenβt the most pleasant human being on the planet. i resent that verbage. besidesβ¦ββ β trinity started, a mischievous grin quick to take place.Β β i keep snyder plenty busy when he comes to visit, you wonβt ever have to worry about them. emri, however. i have my concerns. β they tsked as they moved over to stand beside her.Β β i mean itβs good heβs intimidated. he should be intimidated. if he ever hurts you iβll take him right by the outdated loro piana polo on his insta and strangle him with it. β they offered sweet smile and batting eyelashes.Β β which reminds me, brown ? in fall ? how groundbreaking. i need your boytoy to do better. β
Β Β Β ( βββ ::Β izzie found a comfort in trinity she had never had before. their dad had left when they were still figuring out who they were themselves ; and the impact his infidelity had left scars deeper in their mother than either of them were capable of admitting. with his piece of the puzzle missing, izzieΒ ββ so much older than their younger brothersΒ ββ had stepped up to try and fill the hole that he had left. acting as second parent didnβt leave a lot of room for that close connection that other siblings had with each other. instead it left a lot to be desired : on izzieβs end, and also on their younger brotherβs ends. home had been lonely. school had been just lonely, with izzie often feeling too shy to step up to the plate and make the lasting friendships that they desired. they were never ostracized from their peers, or targeted, but all too often they were forgottenΒ ββ missing out on opportunities that they wished they had been braver to chase.
Β Β Β college had been different. sharing their space with trinity had curated some of the best years of their life up until that point. every way that izzie faltered, she thought trinity made up for. izzie was nervous, and timid, too afraid of stepping outside of their comfort zone ; trinity, on the other hand, exuded the type of confidence that someone would die for. they commanded the attention of everybody just by walking into the room, and there was no doubt that they would dazzle once all eyes were on them. izzie caught wind of that immediatelyΒ ββ trinity would go on to tell izzie all about theirΒ almost-star father and the long list of accolades and successes that they had to live up too, but all izzie ever saw was their best friend ββ incredible, beautiful, and so talented, all on their own.
Β Β Β it could be argued that spending that time could have made izzie feel as though they were drowned in trinityβs shadow, but the opposite was true. they found that being around their friend made her feel bolderΒ ββ like some of trinityβs confidence would rub off on them, and ease the anxieties that were running a mile a minute through their head. trinity made them better. theyΒ helped her command her small piece of life in the ways that they were capable.Β the two of them had a lot of good memories together ββ and, izzie hoped, that they had a lifetime of fun ahead of them, too. with nothing more than just a playful sigh, izzie gave in to trinityβs celebratory theatrics, reaching for the bottle that they had used to pour themselves a shot only a few moments before.Β β okay, okay ! but let it be known that this is peer pressure !Β β raising their voice, they shouted to the rest of the ( empty ) apartment.Β β iβm being peer pressured !Β β
Β Β Β she scoffed as trinity turned the question around on her, turning her attention to pour the bottle into the tiny glass that had been left for them.Β β theyβre so weird, trinity ! and not in the good way ! who opens the conversation by telling someone all about the different poisonous mushrooms in new york state that could kill them, and the ugly ways that they do it ?Β β pouting, they turned to look at their friend, reaching their free hand up to push dark hair away from their face with a flat palm.Β β anyway, maybe . . .Β ββ maybe iβll be keeping emri plenty busy when he comes to visit, too.Β β she claimed, though they immediately felt themselves redden at the comment ( trinity had always been far bolder than she had been with comments like that. )Β β i thought he looked very handsome ! andΒ stop picking on him ! not everyone dresses as well as you do.Β βΒ
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