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dantes-nferno:

It was finally the perfect weather and time to go up on the roof. He mostly came up here to be alone. Yeah, he had his apartment but being outside at night was his serenity, almost like a safe haven. Dante grabbed case of his favorite drink and placed his headphones around his neck and headed up to the roof. He did like where he lived but one of the negatives was he was never really able to see the sky clearly but he still enjoyed it nonetheless. As he opened the door to the roof he noticed someone standing there. He stopped in his tracks, usually no one was ever up here. Apart of him really wanted to tell them to leave, that this was his spot and they should go find their own but he decided against it - for now at least. Instead he began walking to the opposite side of the roof hoping the person would keep their distance.

A SUMMER BREEZE TICKLES EXPOSED SHOULDERS bringing a smile to her face . she craved warmth --- she craved the beach . she thought she’d settle on a rooftop rendezvous for now . juul in hand , she walked out on the rooftop . she wanted to relax . what’s better to relax than a drink ? eyes landed on the man in the corner with the pack of drinks . usually , she could get her way . & if she didn’t , then so be it . you never know until you try , right ? “ hey , ” she calls out as she strolls closer . “ have enough for me in there ? ” cue a pull from her vape .

#;; with dante.#vaping tw #lmao idk #u never know !

haydenkennedy:

she’d spent the majority of the rainy summer day staring out the floor to ceiling window, the glass cast aside to let the turbulent airflow through her apartment and to let the cigarette smoke swirl out into the atmosphere. it was eerily quiet in her apartment, her baby grand taunting her from its position in the corner of the room. work hadn’t been distracting her appropriately. it took a while of her soaking in melancholy before she pulled a golden velvet duster over the short white slip dress she’d been lounging around in and exited the apartment door. she wasn’t going far, just to the lobby-esque bar adjacent to the Rits. as always, regulars mingled about as she perched on the bar stool furthest from the door. “manhattan, please.” she murmured to the bartender as she noticed the seats filling up. hayden paused for a moment before she reached for the vintage chanel purse she’d set on the stool beside her. “it’s yours if you want it,” she motioned to the seat as her drink was placed in front of her. she wasn’t one for small talk, but she also wasn’t one to occupy space which wasn’t hers.

STORMING THROUGH THE DOOR , nicola’s plump bottom lip juts outwards . she looked ridiculously pouty . after a long day & being lectured by clark ( her dad who she still didn’t feel comfortable calling dad ) all day had left her EXHAUSTED . she needed some relief . if that came in the form of an extra strong drink , then so be it . nicola scanned the crowded bar before finally settling on a brunette in a gold jacket and white slip . someone as stunning as that could only be ONE person , she thought . she hurried through the crowd . nicola ignored everyone she passed . “ believe me , i will . ” she warned . “ oh hayden ! today was the worst ! ” she pouts . “ you will not believe what clark put me through . “

#;; with hayden.

alimycn:

alimyon leaves her apartment, stepping into the open. she’s not going to be here for a long time, she just wants to take in some fresh air. when she notices the presence of another, however, she freezes. she has minimal makeup on, her hair isn’t styled, and she’s wearing simple clothes. she doesn’t want to say it, she doesn’t want to sound frivolous, but the words escape her mouth. “do i look good?” she asks. a giggle erupts from her; it’s a nervous one, though she doesn’t want them to know that. she doesn’t want to seem weird. “i just… haha, i hope i don’t look too bad. i’m not at my best right now.”

IT WAS LIKE A NOSTALGIA BOMB LANDED ON TOP of her the moment she laid eyes on ali . she remembered seeing her as a child . growing up in chicago alongside alimyon left her with plenty of memories . most of the positive , fun , lighthearted memories were filled with the other . “ baby , you’ve NEVER looked better . ” she beams . head cocks to the side , she rolls her eyes at the other . “ i’ve never seen you look bad . where are you headed off to ? ” she takes it upon herself to hook arms with the other .

#;; with alimyon.

calvinhqs:

starter: open location: rits apartments, rooftop pool.

laid on a sun lounger , beer in his right hand and a cigarette in his left , calvin was set to enjoy his day . the sun was shining and he’d already smoked a couple of joints to get him into his state of ultra-relaxation , there was nothing that could ruin his day. . that was , until a figure was suddenly stood before him , blocking his sunlight . a deep breath , he used the hand with his cigarette to lift his glasses but with the light behind the figure , he couldn’t figure out who was there . ‘ hello ? ‘ he mumbled, trying to block out the light.

“ DON’T SOUND TOO PLEASED TO SEE ME . ” she teases before finally taking a seat next to him . she resided the space on the neighboring sun lounger next to calvin . ever since they broke things off for whatever their relationship ( or whatever you wanted to call it ) their dynamic has shifted . “ just wanted to fall asleep in the sun , too. ” her head nods down to the cigarette in his hand . “ mind sharing ? ”

#;; with calvin.

svndress:

𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇. 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 : 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓋𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇.

“ motherfucker – ” emilie’s hauling ass towards the elevator that’s rapidly closing. her sunglasses, wide and dramatic, already sit on the bridge of her nose, her giant bag nearly falling off her shoulder. she’s clearly running late, which isn’t an unusual situation for the woman to be in. she thinks she’s certainly going to be extra late now, with the elevator closing, but she’s pleased to see a foot stick out to stop the doors from shutting, opening once more for emilie to step through. she looks at her savior with a small and embarrassed smile, nodding her head at them. “ god, you’re a lifesaver. i would’ve been totally screwed if you didn’t catch that. ” she peers down at her phone, unable to believe her eyes. meeting cancelled.

“ I PREFER KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR , BABE ! ” she smirks . a hand stretches forward to tuck a piece of hair behind emilie’s ear . she always affectionate with her friends ; especially those of the female persuasion . “ where are you off to babe ? ” nicola cringes as she watches the other look at her phone . “ is everything alright ? ”

#this reply is unworthy of ur love #;; with emilie.

goldcnaura:

𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒 to allow slim digits to thread through dark locks, footsteps echoing through the hall - heels clicking lightly. the devil, does indeed, wear high heels. perhaps, however, because of the short stature. while barely being 5′2 was a wonderful thing for dancing… it was a nuisance to her everyday life. nothing about her lithe frame was intimidating so, her resting face ( which happened to make her seem everything but approachable ) made up for it. her steps slow, however, as a voice reaches her ears. kiara’s quiet for a moment longer, hues flickering around to find the source of the spoken words. ❝ did you say something ?? ❞

EVER SINCE SHE WAS A YOUNG TEEN SHE WAS TOLD she was cursed with a horrible case of resting bitch face . everyone assumed she was , for a lack of better words , a bitch . and while she was sometimes perceived as SASSY she wasn’t a bitch --- at least , she didn’t mean to be . but , every now and then her true colors shined through . when kiara finally looked at her , she smiled . “ i said i love your heels --- where’d you get ‘em, ki ? ” nicola smirks , head nodding down to her feet . “ i need them in my life . willing to let me raid your closet ? ”

#it does not !#;; with kiara.

svndress:

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗. 𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 : 𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖗 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖘.

“ well look what the motherfucking cat dragged in! ” tybalt’s already had plenty to drink – he’s got a cocktail in his hand as he stands to drape his arm across their shoulders, a wide grin crossing his features. “ you should’ve told me you were on your way! i would’ve ordered you something. ” he turns to the bartender and points to them. “ on my tab, capeesh? ” looking back at them, he grins once more. “ happy to see you. ”

ROTATING ON HER HEEL , SHE DOES A DRAMATIC twirl , arms stretched outward to take up as much room as possible . “ you know i like to s u r p r i s e you , t . ” nicola winks . she’s quick to settle on the barstool next to him and immediately orders a top-shelf martini . nicola has money to buy her own drinks , but denying her things being paid for was something she’d never pass up on . “ i guess i’m happy to see you . how’d i know i’d find you here ? ” she teases . “ guessing a good day at work ? or bad ? ”

#i had to #;; with tybalt.

elieagron:

elie couldn’t help herself. tiny feet pitter pattering to the elevator, she could hardly contain her excitement as there was a literal bounce in her step. she was just simply put, so excited. her second album had just come out, and it had went platinum in less than 24 hours, the label just calling her to confirm. her first album hadn’t taken off so well, but with the push to incorporate a little more pop into her sound, it had definitely taken off. ( just like she had when she’d gone to julliard , except no one really expected that much success ) but with elie, she considered each step towards putting out music a success. this was something she could never even dream of.

that was why, currently there was about a 5″4′ girl shaking excitedly as she pressed the button to go to her apartment and celebrate, although not thinking clearly she must have hit the wrong one because as soon as she stepped out to look, she had bumped into a taller than her person ( most people were taller than her anyways , ) and let out a yelp of surprise, “ oh ! sorry , sorry” she muttered, going to pick up her album in hand and look up. “my bad. how are you?”

EYES FIXATED ON THE PHONE SCREEN IN HAND and head full of the workout mix in her eyes , nicola was in another world . no one could tell her anything . she was busy with replying to tinder messages to pay attention to her surroundings . you’d think she’d learn by now , but sadly she has not . thumbs busy typing away at the screen left her vulnerable . it wasn’t until someone ran in to her that made her fall backwards on her behind . “ what could you possibly be doing ?! ” she scoffed , searching the ground for her ear bud that had fallen out . she looked up at the woman who was jumping around the corridor like a child . “ god elie ... ” she muttered once she noticed her neighbor . “ i mean i was better , but this kinda blows . why are you running ? ”

#;; with elie.#pls excuse nic lmao

sinclaiir:

OPEN STARTER LOCATION: ( hotel pool, floor zero )

never having time off this was truly a rarity for the femme, being able to take a moment away from the CHAOS of the fashion industry & take time to herself. usually it would have driven off of playing tennis or going for a jog but the CRASHING waves from the infinity pool was simply to irresistible. golden frames are removed from dark orbs as she shifts her gaze upward, watching the other that had began to TOWER over her. “ look, i really am not in the mood for this right now. WHAT IS IT ? ”

NICOLA COULDN’T HELP BUT ROLL her eyes at the other . usually , she would have suppressed it , putting on a sickeningly S W E E T grin , but not this time . a hip pops to a side with a manicured grip curling around her side as she stares down at the other . “ i thought you always had time for me ? ” nicola’s brows raise . “ i wanted to know if you wanted a drink ? you know , to loosen you up ? ” a backhanded offer , but an offer nonetheless .

#;; with athena.#oh lord

giannahawthorn:

gianna’s day had been consumed with meetings, rushed designs and frantic changes to a line that was set to launch the following week. she had been working on a swimwear piece that was to feature in a show following the fourth of july yet she felt like she hadn’t made any headway after seeing what others had to offer. she decided to leave the office however, her body carrying her towards a bar nearby. she often frequented the establishment, becoming a quick regular in her first year living at the rits. it was halfway between her building and the apartment complex, aiding in her borderline alcoholism. gianna pushed inside, adjusting her sundress as she spotted one of the only bar stools left open and slid on to occupy, her eyebrow raising as she leaned forward to the bartender. “hope that wasn’t taken… watermelon martini, thank you.” she mused as she slid her debit card across the bar top, turning to face the patron beside her. “4pm call for a blackout for you as well?” she asked in an amused tone.

DRY MARTINIS AND FLIRTING WITH MEN twice her age were calling her name like a siren song . she knew the moment she was free from the white collar accounting firm’s hold she was ready to drink . nicola nearly did a double take once the once empty barstool was taken . “ for you ? NEVER , b a b y . ” nicola’s words nearly come out as a coo . “ work was so boring i need to feel something , or nothing at all . ” green orbs take in her appearance from head to toe . smirking , she bumped gianna’s shoulder with her own . “ you looking trouble ? ”

#;; with gianna.

comfcrt:

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 : open. 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : lounge , floor four.

𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚 , dominic’s scrolling through his instagram feed on his phone. soft SIGH leaves his lips , swiping up to close the app on his phone and set it down next to him. was RARE that he really took time like this to relax , so it wasn’t a surprise that he was trying to find something to entertain himself with but only found the annoyance of social media. “ do you ever just like , think about deleting your existence from social media and disappearing ? sometimes i feel like i could ACTUALLY do it. like i know i couldn’t , but sometimes . . . is that just me ? ”

LONG LIMBS ARE STRETCHED OUT on the lounge couch as she scrolls through her feed , random songs and voices quietly chirping from the iphone in hand . for a moment she forgot dominic was there . “ HM ? ” she questions, head raising from the couch arm to look at him before collapsing against the leather again . “ oh, ” nicola pauses to scoff . “ no way . why would i ? ” she’s a bit oblivious to the whole going off the grid thing .

#;; with dominic.