there's a heavy sigh as they flop themselves down next to the other, without any manners regarding if the seat was open or not. alcohol coursed through their veins at a steady rate, allowing them to feel as though they were floating through the event with ease; cheeks slightly flushed to notify those around her that yes, she has been drinking. “ have you been people watching? because there are some interesting people around here tonight. ”
his eyes rolled before he snatched the tall glass, filled to the brim with alcohol. it was by no means anywhere close to the toughest challenge he'd accepted but difficult or not, he wasn't going to turn it down. raising the glass to his lips, its contents were quickly drained in a matter of seconds, a second sip unecessary. a satisfied grin plastered across his face as he loudly set the empty glass down. ❝ told you it was easy. ❞
they watch with nothing but doe-eyes and interest, signature smirk plastered upon features as optics focus on the dedication happening by damon. once the drink is downed, they can't help but let out something between a chuckle and impressed scoff, head nodding along to his words. “ sure, easy, but you do know that was a double and you just chugged it? hope you had something to eat, my dude, otherwise you may end up taking the cake for messiest tonight. ” shoulder shrugs, amusement sketched on features as black straw makes way between glossed lips.
" i recommend the spicy margarita . " quinn points out , flashing a wide grin to the person standing beside her at the open bar . the party was booming with chatter and music , so grabbing a drink was a necessity for the blonde . " that is if you can handle your tequila . "
“ if i can handle tequila? do you know who you're talkin' to, babe? obviously i can handle tequila, ” a slight scoff to showcase the offense rushing through her veins; slight gurgle within their gut promises that tequila was not welcomed at the time, however that wasn't going to stop them from proving a point, standing up straight and order voiced to the bartender.
being fashionably late is most definitely intentional, and not because he'd forgotten about this entire birthday bash. kimmy would understand, surely. per usual, the bar calls to him after minimal small talk with the other guests, sliding into the only somewhat crowded bar. "i'll have whatever they're having," vinnie says, head nodding to the person next to him, only acknowledging them after the fact. he hated ordering his own drink, anyway. "it's my first one of the night." it definitely was not. what was he meant to do? not do shots before he got here? "did you get anything good, or should i be worried?" he asks, teasing laced in his tone as he relaxes against the edge.
of course they had been one of the first ones to arrive; a party and free bar? who were they to show up late and get the slim pickings that would come from the bottom of the barrel after everyone was on their highs? sweet and feigned innocence is sketched upon features with her smile and doe-eyes, although anyone who knew her would be fully aware that the glossed over effect of their optics was a sign that chaos was just lingering in the background if another drink was ordered after the one within their grasp. turning towards the voice, they let out a chuckle, shoulder shrugging. “ you decided to trust me blindly, therefore you will be getting said drink, blindly. if you don't like it, i'll be heavily offended if you don't finish it. don't go wasting good alcohol. ” it's a tease; own personal motto following the words : my momma didn't raise no bitch when faced with something they didn't entirely like.
open starter at kimmy's birthday party. note: your muse does not need to actually be "staring" at him! they could've just glanced at him or your muse is overhearing him talk to someone else.
"sorry, but can i help you at all?" leo sounds palpably annoyed, which he kind of is, but he's also incredibly anxious and self-conscious, and that's less apparent. he tries, though — really tries, tries to maintain some semblance of calmness and politeness.
“ me-ow? who pissed in your cheerios, dude? ” voice is teasing in a manner, shot taken within seconds before the empty glass makes contact with the bar top once again. brow raised, waiting impatiently for the other to finally make a sentence. “ definitely wasn't staring, but maybe take it as a compliment next time. ”
digits tighten around crystal tumbler filled with amber liquid, throwing drink back as dark hues look around the room. " who is most likely to get caught up in a scandal, my money's on the hostess herself, " he speaks out loud, knowing at least one person in the small circle around him will reply.
there's a moment where they're offended, looking towards the taller of the two with a glare behind hazel-coloured optics. " i'm actively hurt that i'm not in the running, sebby. i mean look at me, i'm sure i'll cause some sort of choatic argument over who will get my attention at the end of the night. " lower lip pouts outwards, eyes widening to mimic a sad puppy.
open starter: kimmy's birthday celebration , capping at 5
“ oh now you can't believe that's true, ” fluttery laugh slips out, “ i would never get a stunt double for something so simple - imagine all the fun you'd miss out on. ”
" oh, please, i'd love to have someone do all my stunts, imagine getting all the money and only doing half the work? c'mon, you gotta think of the positives here, babe. " elena muses with a signature smirk lingering on features, pulling her black straw between lips, their gaze never leaving isla's face.
⸻ heart shaped glasses paired with low ponytails, initiating a fight between friends before sipping their drink and sitting back in their seat to watch the show, refusing to accommodate to the societal norms requested from you, red lipstick marks left on glasses, giggling during inappropriate times, smacking bubblegum before allowing a large bubble to pop around lips, suntanning for the sole purpose of watching individuals behind tinted sunglasses, first-born syndrome, you only live once type motto.
☆ 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖲𝖳𝖨𝖢𝖲
full name : elena penelope deluca . nicknames : el, lena, minx . date of birth : october 3rd, 1993 . zodiac sign : libra . gender & pronouns : gender nonconforming , she & they . occupation : actress . sexuality : bisexual + biromantic . character inspirations : lorelei gilmore ( gilmore girls ), audrey horne ( twin peaks ), alexis rose ( schitt's creek ) & jackie taylor ( yellowjackets ) .
☆ 𝖡𝖠𝖢𝖪𝖦𝖱𝖮𝖴𝖭𝖣
she's barely two when they realize that they can simply get anything they want by pouting and making her eyes larger. fake crying was perfected by the age of five, maids and nannies dotting on her as if they were in serious distress but only wanting even more attention when it wasn't directed completely on her. father immediately setting aside roles for her upon her being old enough.
being homeschooled wasn't all it was cut out to be, if she were to be honest, she hated it but they learned to bite their tongue on specific topics when it came to their mother. with not only one famous parent but two, it was a losing battle anytime they attempted to voice their wants and needs to go to an actual school for social interactions, instead of being forced into situations with children they didn't like because their parents were friends.
attending julliard was their first time in the real world, as they would put it. with endless personalities, she was overwhelmed with how much they could get away with. it was the beginning of her chaotic repuation, throwing away most of their parents money to plan b's (for her friends of course), alcohol and drugs while assignments were tossed to the side. despite this, when they were called on the stage for a monolouge, there wasn't a skipped beat in their voice and tone.
unlike their other siblings and some friends, elena welcomed the idea of having a path pathed for her the moment she was ready for the spotlight, happy to jump into any character their father had planned for them. welcoming the label of a nepo baby, she thrived in the spotlight and made sure that they were likeable enough that people wanted to be her, and be with her.
it wasn't long before elena deluca's name was on the front pages of magazines with an unplanned sex tape leaked. with the cherry on top of tabloids believing they leaked it themselves to make sure that the remained relevant in everyone's eyes while there was a small hiatus in her career.
many would've taken this as a loss, apologized on socials, try to fix a reputation but elena refused to budge. changing the narrative by asking if it had been a man, if he would've been scrutinized like they were, calling upon the 20th century and stating slut shaming is very 1800s of them.
☆ 𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸
captivating ── despite many individuals not entirely liking the deluca actor, they're someone that people can't look away from. with a confidence that drips off her like honey and ability to rule a screen with each role provided, it's not shocking that individuals somehow gravitate towards them.
materialistic ── although they aren't always dressed to the nines, and sporting a bralette with a pair of jogging pants while doing errands, elena refuses to get the cheap brands of things. superfacial in a way, elena blames their upbringing for this personality trait but rarely puts in the effort to change it.
disobedient ── consequences are never thought of when making decisions, and since beginning college, consequences never bit them in the ass like most people said they would. with the help of two very famous parents, and money running back generations in her family, there is very little fear towards what their actions can do to an image and rarely think before they decide to something. they're here for a good time, not a long time. they like to push the limits of those around them and fight the rules provided.
persuasive ── it's been noted that there was an ability to wrap someone around her finger at a young age, and it only got worse with age. watching both parents, elena was able to grasp hold of the ability to own a room with just their walk and change the minds of those around her with a solid argument and tone.
☆ 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲
red lipstick anytime she goes out, and it has to be matte.
their favourite curse words range between cunt, fuck, and motherfucker.
despite popular belief, they have never had plastic surgery done, and pride themselves in their physique and how they keep up with it.