the older campbell➶

ℤach ℭampbell ❝Aint no rest for the wicked❞ STUDENT. BROTHER. SON BROOKLYNITE. —-REGISTERED BABYSITTER. “If you want to get laid, go to college. If you want an education, go to the library.” ♞

[charismaticampbell]

"I can feel you staring." He spoke up softly, though he never fully looked at the other. "What. Do you. Want?”

[charismaticampbell]

text -> the client

Ridley: I wasn't going to.

Ridley: Thanks, I will. Have fun with Georgina.

Zach: - ignores text, closes phone -

[charismaticampbell]

text -> the client

Ridley: Whatever.

Ridley: What, Zach?

Zach: What's with the hostility?

Zach: You know what? Don't answer that.

Zach: Enjoy your date, Ms. D' Aubigne

[georginaxsparks]

mr and mrs debauchery ♦ zach and georgina

[georginaxsparks]

"I prefer my pets to be bought and wear leather jackets." Georgina remarked. She looked down at her outfit, honestly he was proving more and more to her that he needed a sex change. "Do you really think the term ‘slutty’ would offend me Zach?" Her chin turned upwards in amusement. "And for your information of course. Even the gays should be jealous of this." 

"I hope you don’t bite too hard Campbell, I’d hate to put you on a leash." Time danced as she put on another slow smile. "Or maybe I won’t, depends on how you behave."Georgina took out her phone, “I say West Village, come on I’m going to find you a Ricardo so you can dance the moonlight away.” Her voice dripping with sarcasm as she walked in lead but being close enough to make sure he followed very closely behind. On a spur of a moment decision Georgina decided to not use her limo and instead hailed for a taxi.”You are more use to this right, Campbell?” Daring him for an irritated response. He wouldn’t stay smirky and calm forever. Georgina waited for him to enter the taxi first. Mainly because she didn’t trust him not to run. She had plenty planned tonight for Zach Campbell. “Before I die, Campbell get in.”

[charismaticampbell]

"How very covenant for you." Zach countered. He hoped his suggestive eye-roll was enough evidence to speak those few words he couldn't admit out loud. At least, not around the elderly volunteers. Although, erupting a scene in order to embarrass the brunette would bring him immense joy. But instead, he settled on answering the inquires she had. Even if they were gun-to-the-head worthy. "Cant say I'm surprised." He admitted, shifting his head to the side in order to take in her entire profile. "The gays have always been prone to be jealous of their own." He grimaced at her entire 'look'. It took a lot more than a few claws and a badly shaved upper lip to scare off Zach Campbell.

He remained still as she rambled on with her more than redolent remarks. It was almost a sport for Zach, watching this younger girl defuse so much evil and snark into a few sentences. He wondered how New York was remaining intact, as opposed to descending to shambles from just a few words spoken from her lips. "My behavior has been nothing but cotton clean." His arms unfolded. Zach watched as she pulled out the phone, curious as to what the little vixen was up to. However, he was very displeased when he felt her dragging him away; he looked back one last time for that certain face. It was only once they were out into the crisp air that he faced Georgina. "..Ric     who?" Zach questioned, brows furrowing in uncertainty. But his question went unanswered when a yellow taxi pulled up. Those furrowed brows just as quickly rose in surprise at her snide remark. He only chuckled in response. He'd had his fair share of women like her, belittling him for their own benefit. In which...there wasn't enough 'giving a shit' left in him

Zach looked back      again. Hoping he'd find Ridley beside him, offering her assistance in ditching the wicked bitch of the east. But alas, all there was, was Georgina's snappy comment. Rolling his eyes, he waved her off, slipping into the taxi with ease.

[charismaticampbell]

text -> the client

Ridley: You're such an ass.

Ridley: Knock yourself out. I'm sure she's into some kinky things.

Ridley: I don't want to talk about it, it's fine. I'll fix it.

Zach: I have one, and you've seemed to enjoy it in past endeavors.

Zach: Oh c'mon, Rids...

[charismaticampbell]

text -> the client

Ridley: Am I wrong?

Ridley: Really? You don't know what she has in mind? /Seriously/?

Ridley: How would I kill Chuck? The real one in danger is me if Blair gets her hands on me.

Zach: For once? No.

Zach: If you mean sex, then no. She did mention something about a gay bar. So...maybe sex.

Zach: You have claws. Learn how use them. Because Blair wouldn't stand a chance.

[niansomerhalder]

[georginaxsparks]

mr and mrs debauchery ♦ zach and georgina

As the final paddle was hers, Georgina gave a Cheshire cat grin at what she just bought for the day. The brunette wasn’t kidding when she said she would bid on him just to irritate him and take him to that gay bar. She wanted to leave Eric be for the time. Georgina needed his spirits up for any of the trouble she caused to be of full effect. Adding misery on misery was never fun. While Zach with his sarcasm and arrogance was fresh to her and more stubborn. Making him an even better challenge. She wondered how long it would before she could make him break or end up with both of them clawing at each other. Whatever outcome looked good enough to her.

"We could pick between the super gay bar in West Village or the extreme one in East Village." Georgina’s grin still imminent. She decided that she would dress the part of a sexy date, she was still weighing her decisions. So she wore leather pants and a tight top that was her usual colour of purple. "Either way you come with me where ever I want, Campbell."

[charismaticampbell]

Confusion was itched within his features, his eyes trailing from his desired target, to the one with the current arrogant grin. His thought process rewinding back to the day Georgina had, as what he assumed, tossed around the idea of 'winning him'. Pulling himself together, Zach countered her grin with one of his; only more deadly and promising. He gave the rest of the boys behind him a salute before brisking off the stage, not bothering to catch Ridley's     no doubt     bewildered expression. He needn't look her way to know the hell he'd just been auctioned off to.

Arms crossed, smirk still intact, he stood in front of his champion, bowing slightly as if mocking the entire concept of the auction. He listened, trying his very best to remain casual and cool as she explained what she had in store. "If you wanted a pet to follow you around, you should have just checked one out at the adoption center." He suggested, looking her over with a smirk. Her choice of attire bringing him a sense of amusement. "Do you normally dress this slutty when i attendance of a gay bar?"

[charismaticampbell]

text -> the client

Ridley: I knew I should've bid more on you...

Ridley: I guess she picked right, though, she's just your fucking type. Crazy brunette that's still in high school.

Ridley: Yeah, I did too. Whatever.

Zach: Oh fuck off with your witty remarks.

Zach: I rather be spending today with you, but god knows what this she-devil has in store.

Zach: Also, try not to kill Chuck.

[paulwezly]

[charismaticampbell]

text -> the client

Zach: Georgina Sparks.

Zach: Georgina. Fucking. Sparks.

Zach: I was hoping I'd get stuck with your happy ass....

[everybodylovesdanielleyork-blog]

Word of advice? When I try something on you, you’re not going to need a hand-written card to know so.

Ah, those are the words of a future minimum wage employee…at best.

[charismaticampbell]

I'll be sure to jot it down beside the other useless things I've been handed out as 'advice'.

As opposed to what? You? The girl with a higher ponytail than her own IQ?

[fromragstorunway-blog]

If you want me to make you beg, all you have to do is ask.

[charismaticampbell]

Wait       you do realize that your more than capable, ass-kicking brother would have my head hung from the highest place possible if he caught us doing this....so public. And while this little tryst has been fun, we cant do this here. Not yet.

[everybodylovesdanielleyork-blog]

I see you skipped out on probability in high school. You’re not off to a great start.

[charismaticampbell]

As opposed to your failing attempts? I'd rather stick with the free probability offered by life and decently priced alcohol.

[manhattansbass]

She would have looked even better if she were wearing Wolford as opposed to Charnos. It really does do a difference what money can buy you. Might I buy you a drink?

[charismaticampbell]

I could go for some decent scotch, big boy.

[manhattanshepburn-blog]

It’s not completely terrible of me to enjoy reading horrible things about people on Gossip Girl, especially when everything about me has been quite the opposite. 

[manhattanshepburn-blog]

[charismaticampbell]

Again with the Gossip Girl shit?

[everybodylovesdanielleyork-blog]

By all means, Campbell. Show me what you’ve got.

[charismaticampbell]

I could...but what are the chances of not catching some sort of disease from your worm infested coat, pup?