bad vibes forever

♔ i feel just like a ghost, got a bad thing going on, waking up in the afternoon ; everything is going wrong !! i got some real bad news for you, said goodbye to my friends they’re gone now, i don’t wanna live anymore ; i don’t care at all, i don’t care anymore, i got some real bad news for you !!

[cocojin-deactivated20190217]

[ofsoupboy]

“What aren’t we missing? A whole summer stuck in one place with basically no internet or cell reception- we’re missing a summer of opportunities. Balls and parties and travelling. Stuck in Maine. Where there aren’t any Lithuanian Princes for you to look at.”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ true, true. this is the thing i’m missing most, then. gosh, don’t rub it in ! it’s very upsetting, you know. when we leave i’ve planned to head for a straight lithuanian holiday. ’

[romeofm]

“ and i’ve only got access to a dumb british one, ugh ! ” she purses her lips together and lets out a loud chuckle.

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ ugh, we need more ! ’ daria laughs along with the spanish girl. ‘ i saw quite a nice older counsellor earlier today... american though, so. he was nice to look at anyway. ’

[romeofm]

“ true that sounds nice, but someone would need to bring the cute italians and lithuanians though. ” she smiled with her eyebrows raised. 

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ sadly, i’ve only got access to finnish ones. ’ daria’s pout forms once again. 

[romeofm]

“ ugh, what i would give to be inside a lithuanian penthouse and away from these cabins. ” she sighed loudly slumping into her chair again. “ get me out of here, dasha ! ”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ surrounded by cute lithuanians, please. ’ daria exhales exasperatedly, staring off into the distance toward the lake. ‘ the camper’s lounge is pretty comfy. we could try and make some margaritas or something and lay around in there. pretend we’re somewhere else. ’

[romeofm]

“ its always the russians that give you shit like that. ” she brushes a stray strand of hair away from her face and laughs. “ yes, once we get out of here we’re heading straight for lithuania, please ! ”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ it totally is ! the lithuanian boys would never say that. ’ the girl smiles mischievously. ‘ ugh, it’s making me want to leave right now. as cute as these log cabins are, i’d prefer five star hotel penthouses. ’

[romeofm]

“ estonian whore, ouch — that was painful to even hear.” she shrugged before letting out a faint life. “ while you’re at it, track one down for me too, never had a lithuanian before ! ”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ right ? i expected that kind of shit from a russian, damn. ’ daria shakes her head in disapproval. ‘ we should totally spend a while in lithuania when we get out of here. get ourselves some starka vodka and a five star hotel. ’

[romeofm]

“ italians go both ways, they’re either rude as heck or poetic and artsistic. ” she throws a smirk towards daria. “ at least now i have more motivation to get out of here,” she gazes affectionately.

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ ooh, i’m down for a poetic and artistic italian. not so much for being called an estonian whore by a rude one. ’ daria shrugs one shoulder, pursing her lips. ‘ same. i need to go and track down my cute lithuanian princes. ’

[romeofm]

“ that was a beautiful thought, i really want a lime margarita now. ” arianne’s eyes gaze off into the distance. “ why aren’t there any beautiful italian boys here ? ”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ kurat, same here. ’ daria’s pout comes back. ‘ i don’t know, it’s super disappointing. i remember having an italian once... he was kind of rude. not bad, though. ’ the princess reminisces with a thoughtful expression.

[romeofm]

“ tell me about it, i miss the warm, summer back in spain and also flirting with the cute italian boys, it makes me sad to think about it ! ” arianne gave a sympathetic smile whilst slumping back into a chair.

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ what i wouldn’t give to be sitting in the sun in spain right now, sipping a lime margarita and flirting with beautiful italian boys. ’ daria sighs a sad sigh once again, joining arianne and slumping down in the chair beside her.

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ the worst thing about being at this camp is the fact that i’m missing out on the baltic royal summer ball back home. the highlight of my summers was always flirting with the cute lithuanian princes. ’ daria arranges her face into a pout, giving a resigned sigh.

[queenemilywrites]

      ‘ oh, shut up, ‘ grace sighed, rolling her eyes at the other girl. she could at least pretend to believe her. it might be nice. her annoyed look deepened at daria’s words. ‘ what are you even talking about? ‘ she spat, trying to sound as though it didn’t matter. ‘ as if sev has anything to gush about me. ‘

[dcria-blog]

     daria stifles further chuckles. ‘ he does, surprisingly; take it from the best friend. but if you don’t want to think so, be my guest, i suppose. ’ the girl shrugs. he did deny it all after sobering up— but daria knew him well enough to know he always said what he meant, even when intoxicated and slurring his words. 

[themakeupbrush]

[winnie-nightwood-deactivated201]

“i try to be. it’s merely minor.” della says once she’s cleaned away the toothpaste. she very quickly finds antiseptic and gauze bandages, wrapping daria’s hand with care. “you should be good as new..”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ you’re actually an angel, you know that ? ’ daria chuckles softly, smiling over at her friend. the stinging pain in her hand had thankfully subsided. ‘ thank you. if i further injure myself at this camp, which is likely— i’ll come to you. ’

[hunterholt-blog1]

“ None of you are, ” he shot back, shamelessly amused by his own remark. It was easy to differ the royals from everyone else. They complained, had the inability to use basic survival skills, hurt themselves easily…. complained. At least, the lot of them did. Taking her hand, he places the ointment directly from his clean finger onto her skin. “ —You contaminate the whole thing if you place it directly, ” he added, not looking up.

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ we’ve never exactly needed to be. ’ daria replies, feeling the need to defend her fellow royals. you didn’t particularly need to be able to light a campfire or read a map when you lived in a palace and had a selection of chauffeurs. the girl flinches slightly at the sting on her skin. ‘ right, right. i understand. ’ tries to sound intelligent, to sound like she knows what she’s doing. 

[biankas]

“ that is correct. i’m like a walking search engine. bianka of hungary. your face looks familiar. ”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ oh, i mean daria of estonia. yeah. yours does too, somewhere in the network of european royal faces i have to remember. ’

[xxyi-jaeho-deactivated20180221]

“I know where Estonia is, don’t worry. I doubt anyone here but me knows where Jejudo is, it’s by South Korea.”

[dcria-blog]

     ‘ you’d be the first, but i’m glad there’s somebody. oh, i see ! i’ve always wanted to go to south korea. i’ll add jejudo to that list. what’s it like ? ’