𝓁𝑒𝓉'𝓈 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉

❝ --one day you opened up your eyes inside of you, inside a world, inside a universe you didn't get to choose. you didn't get to pick THE RULES or pick the p a s t or set the pace or cast the cast & crew, you didn't get to pick your starting place. and though it was a race you didn't understand, you simply lined up on the blocks and when the pistol popped you RAN. ❞

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alessia.

with a cigarette in her hands, alessia roamed down the streets of tallow, arizona. she had only been in the city for a few months & she could already feel herself getting bored of it. it seemed that everywhere she went was the same. same shit, different place. she sighed as she took a drag from her cigarette & threw it on the ground. “i’m ready to fuck something up. you in ? ” she asked the person who happened to be in the same vicinity as she was.

it wasn’t often that people went out of their way to speak to minnie when she was simply minding her own business and making her way down the street, so she was a bit caught off guard when the other spoke up. it took a moment for her to realize she was the one being spoken to and her eyebrows shot up immediately. “ me ?? ” she asked for confirmation, pressing a finger to her chest. “ uh—what do you mean fuck something up ?? ”

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@louvrcs

abigail was cute, she could easily admit that. she was one of the sweetest little things libby had ever seen and that fact alone in itself was enough to make her want to befriend the other girl, as if she could somehow use that to her own personal advantage. truthfully, libby wasn’t actually listening to anything abigail was rambling on about as they met for a cup of coffee, simply nodding along as she spoke to appear interested. “ sorry, i don’t mean to interrupt— ” she spoke up suddenly, cutting the other off mid-sentence. “ did you try something new with your hair ?? you look a lot cuter than normal. ” it was a dig cleverly disguised as a compliment.

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abigail.

“i just feel like people are watching me, you know? like, the whole population on earth are actually government spies who’s mission is to watch and monitor me. one day they’ll attack and i’ll win, because, you know, i’d be destined to beat them, of course. i’d be like that vine!”

“ that’s ‘cause people ARE watching you abi, duh. not everyone, but more people than you think. the fbi man hacking your webcam is just the start, man. privacy doesn’t exist in this day and age. you probably won’t get attacked or anything but you definitely aren’t ever going to get rid of ‘em. ”

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@evocativcs

it wasn’t a usual occurrence for maeby to actively invite people to spend time with her. when she did spend time with people, it was mostly because the other person asked and more often than not, she said no and stayed home instead. but there was something about levi that maeby seemed to like, although she couldn’t place a finger on it. maybe it was the fact that he seemed smarter than most people she knew and she loved a bit of intellectual stimulation, or maybe she just found him cool. either way, she asked him for coffee and flashed him an awkward smile as she sat in the chair across from him, a steaming mug in each hand. “ uh—here, ” she said, setting his in front of him as she took a seat. she wished she was more eloquent, especially when she was trying to make friends, but it proved time and time again to be a difficult task.

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ethan.

“Unless you’re a half naked man that’s taller than six foot three or my dog, Lucky, I’m not excited to see shit.” He proclaimed, still mustering up his biggest, dopiest grin to the girl. “Shit girl, too big is a myth. I figured you out of anybody in this town would know that much. Homeboy can take a big dick, that’s all I’m gonna say about that.” He laughed, shaking his head. “Well, I’m definitely not disappointed. Sit down, gorgeous, I’ll buy you a drink.”

“ you say that now, but trust me, you’re going to miss me when i’m gone and you’re going to regret ever taking me for granted like this. ” she clicked her tongue, as if she really believed what she was saying. maybe she did. it was always so hard to tell with libby. “ well that’s easy for you to say since you’re not as petite as i am. you’ll never know my struggle and that’s kind of sad, really. ” still, she was quick to slip into the seat across from him, leaning back slightly as she crossed one leg over the other. “ good, ‘cause i could really use one. ”

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ethan.

Ethan looked up from his phone when he saw the other person approaching him. “Well… You’re definitely not my Grindr date. And— yes, I’m using the word date loosely. But unless you’re packing a six pack and a ten inch, you ain’t the one.” He smirked, looking insufferably smug as usual. “So what do you want now?”

almost immediately following his reaction, libby’s face contorted into a little pout. “ first of all, RUDE. you should be ecstatic to see me, ” she feigned offense, tossing her hair over her shoulder dramatically. “ second of all, ten inches is way too big. what are you, a clown car or something ?? don’t be so mean, ethan. we both know you’re thrilled to see me. ”

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lucie.

Okay, so I have a few days off and I really want to get drunk and dance in a cramped room with loud music. Please please please please come with me, first round on me.

“ how the hell am i supposed to say no to that ?? ” she asked, brows raised as if it were so surreal to even imagine. “ i always wanna get drunk and dance in a cramped room with loud music, man. especially if there’s a free drink involved. i’m in. ”

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bastian.

where was he ? could be anywhere , could be his own damn place but he was still strung out after the party the night before. he had yet to go to sleep , working his way through whoever was awake and willing to let him stick his tongue down their mouth. annoyance flickered across his face as he opened his eyes , the girl he had been sucking face with moments prior still straddling him as he wiped his mouth and lolled his head to the side. his nostrils flared as glowered at the intruder , “ mon dieu , do you not knock ? “

minnie was typically pretty good at rounding people up and sending them off with a cab home when her late night parties eventually fizzled to an end. not that she had a problem with people staying the night, but she just preferred to not have to kick people out in the morning when they were grumpy and hungover. it was a lot easier to push a drunk person into a taxi and send them on their way. she was pretty sure she’d gotten everyone out before she went to bed but after a quick search around the house, she was pretty shocked to discover two people still hanging around, in her parents’ bed of all places. eyes widening like a deer in the headlights, she let out a little squeal as she caught then, feeling a bit embarrassed as she lifted a hand to cover her eyes. “ i’m sorry !! i didn’t know anyone was still here, ” she admitted sheepishly, gaze still blocked by her hand. “ i’m just trying to clean up. ”

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victor.

“how could i ever fuckin’ forget? forgive me, please. hey, it’s not me. it’s biology or some shit. blame evolution. blame the gods. jesus, what d’you want? i could bake you some cookies. i have a wicked recipe. i really do. trust me. uh, could fuckin’ give you head for however many hours? doesn’t even have to be reciprocated. oh, i found this pretty sick keychain the other day. it’s a block of cheese, but i’d be willing to give that up too,” he suggested, thinking that all of his offers were pretty decent. “hell yeah, i wanna know. i bet that i do ‘cause i’m destined for great things. fate and shit, but go on ahead.” without a second thought, he finds himself nodding to what he took as a serious offer. “fuck it. move in with me. you have to now ‘cause you got my hopes up. rent can be figured out and, uh, you don’t gotta give bjs as payment – it’s chill. if you wanted to otherwise, i’d be down. i’ll take the love and affection though.” he grinned, looking toward her expectantly as he nudged her knee with his. “sounds like a fuckin’ plan. we can do them as a housewarming party. it’d be just us two though ‘cause fuck everyone else.” bringing the joint to his lips, he shrugged in the response ‘cause he really couldn’t pinpoint it to one exact thing. “just shit. was thinking ‘bout quitting school, actually. don’t really see the point. it’s just holding me back, you know?”

“ i’ll just blame capitalism. not that it makes sense but it’s just easier that way. i don’t have that many keys to need a keychain, vic. but i do like cookies AND head. okay, let’s say five bucks, an hour of head, and a dozen cookies. they’ve gotta be chocolate chip, though. that’s my final offer and i’ll choke you ‘til you either pass out or die. or ask me to stop. ” frankie nodded once, set on her conditions now that she’d gone over the options in her head. “ dope, i can give you a tarot reading, then. on the house ‘cause i’m so nice and you seem like you’re in a bit of a crisis. ” she said it as if it were some generous gift she were about to give, like she was solving world hunger with a deck of cards. “ bruh, are you serious ?? ‘cause living in a motel is NOT glam, you know, and living in my van is worse. so if you’re like for real, i’ll do it man. and i’ll be the best roommate ever. i’ll let you hang out with winnie, i’ll make rent money, and i’ll blow you every day man. i’ll do it. and i promise i’ll give you a warning before i decide to disappear forever, ” she promised, looking him dead in the eyes so he would know how serious she was. “ sounds like the best housewarming party ever. ” frankie laughed, crossing her arms behind her head as she laid back slightly. “ holding you back from what, living your life ?? what would you do if you dropped out ?? ”

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victor.

“now that’s what i like to hear. you’re a fuckin’ blessing, libs. if you’d like to give me one of them or both, i wouldn’t be opposed. it’d be kinda hot actually,” he mused, glancing toward her expectantly as if she’d punch him right there. “shit. you’re saying you’d never fuck anyone if they had a twin? that actually might be real fuckin’ smart. they are sorta freaky. no one can compare to my perfect dick, but it’s nice to be reminded from time to time. yeah, he should get tested for stds or whatever.” scoffing, his brows draw together in slight frustration, since he’s admittedly a bit more wound up over the situation than he’d like to admit. not that he’s exactly apologetic either. “yeah, yeah. you’re right –,” breaking off, a frown meets his lips and he moves his arm around her shoulders. “not biased. girls like you and camille don’t deserve that shit, you know? casey’s a dick and so is kade. c’mon, i think he’s mostly bluffing. you think he’s bluffing, right?”

the girl hummed softly, her lips pressing together with one eye squinting, as if she’s thinking long and hard about whether or not she actually wants to punch him. “ nah, ” she decided, nose crinkling slightly. “ i don’t want to end up breaking a nail or something, it’s too risky. sorry darling. ” she pouted a little, cupping his face gently as if it were some form of apology. “ probably not, no. not if they’re identical, anyway. how are you supposed to tell them apart ?? unless, i dunno, i were to get double-teamed or something then maybe, but still. everyone should get tested for stds honestly, but go off darling. ” in an attempt to ease his apparent tension, she squeezed in a bit closer to nuzzle her face into the crook of his neck, lips meeting his jawline. “ is this the part where i fall in love with you ‘cause you’re such an amazing guy ?? the one i’ve been waiting for my entire life ?? ” she chuckled warmly. “ probably bluffing, yeah. i don’t think that guy could hurt a fly. ”

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victor.

“damn. twenty? sounds like a bougie chokehold. first, i gotta find a job again. hey, you’re not allowed to judge ‘cause the boner is all your fault.” grabbing a throw pillow to hold against himself, he shot her a disappointed look for good measure. “okay, what if we fucking bartered or something? no shit, yeah? how are they lucky? ‘cause i could use some luck.” he watched her carefully for a moment, trying to see if she was full of shit, but to no avail. frankie was always hard to read, not that he was ever good at picking things up either. “mostly ‘cause my heart wouldn’t be able to fuckin’ take it when you finally got up and left one night without telling me. probably with half my stuff too. you got rent money?” catching the jar, he leaned over a bit so he could properly access the coffee table as he rolled. his brows furrowed as he tossed her a look. “i was hoping it was some magical tree branch. that sounded tight as hell. listen, franks –,” he straightened up, holding the joint out, “i’m really fuckin’ out of it. not in a good way either, so let’s make it a good way.”

“ yeah bitch, i’ve got magic hands i thought you knew that ?? ” she cracked her knuckels then, as if to show how serious she was about the whole thing. “ the boner is NOT my fault, it’s your body’s fault for being all weird. i’m not opposed to a barter system, though. throw me a counter offer, i’ll hear you out. they’re lucky just ‘cause they are. you can’t explain how something is lucky, that’s just how it is. i can find out if you’re gonna have luck in your future though, if you really want me to. ” frankie wiggled her brows, as if she were trying to coax him into agreeing. “ yeah—that’s fair, you’re probably right. i definitely don’t have rent money, i thought maybe you’d just let me in and i could pay you in my love an affection. or, like—blow jobs maybe, if i really had to. ” her shoulders lift in a little shrug, unsure herself if she really meant what she said or not, but she probably did. “ well if you want something magical you should have said so, ‘cause i’ve got mushrooms back in my motel room. we can save those for next time. ” placing the joint between her lips, she lit it up with her lucky lighter and took a deep drag before passing it over, leaving back on her hands. “ i’m always out of it, man. but why are YOU ?? ”

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libby.

“no, i don’t want you to say it to make me feel better about myself. i want you to be honest with me. real fuckin’ honest. of course, we both already know that i am, so there’s really no point in asking,” he determined with a shrug, grinning against her lips. “where’s your proof? that’s right – you don’t have any. as long as you adore me and shit, i guess i’ll let it pass this time.” pleased, he shifted into a more comfortable position as he considered her question, hands absentmindedly playing with her fingers. “fucking everybody. who knew so many people were on cas’ dick? bet his dick is weirdly curved, too. anyway, that’s not the point. the point is that dickhead cassius cheats on his girlfriend, scarring her for-fucking-ever, and i’m the one getting shit on. even harrison threatened to beat me up and he’s usually harmless as fuck.”

“ okay well i thought it because it’s true and i just said it out LOUD to make you happy. if you hadn’t requested validation i would have kept it a secret to my death. you’re such a cocky bastard i’m surprised you don’t already have two black eyes, ” she laughed at her own idea of a joke, corners of her eyes crinkling slightly. admittedly, holding hands was an act of intimacy that made her a bit uncomfortable, finding the whole idea a little too lovey-dovey for her taste, but she didn’t let it show. instead libby just played along, as long as it would keep him happy and wanting to fill the empty space in her bed. “ can’t say, i’ve never seen it. twins freak me out, y’know ?? it’s nothing like your perfect dick, i’m sure. maybe his is just magic or something, since i don’t really see where those people are coming from. ‘cause you’re right, he’s the one who did the shitty thing and cheated on his girlfriend so if you ask me, people should be shitting on him instead. but i could be biased since it’s pretty close to home and everything but— ” her voice trailed off as she shrugged a little. “ what, you mean the twin ?? i’d pay to see that. ”

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imessage → avery

avery: do i get any super powers or is it just a lame label

frankie: ur super power is that old ppl hate u

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victor.

“i needed some fuckin’ validation. i’m only human, libs. god,” he huffed, defending himself even though he just realized that it probably wasn’t the best idea. still, he figured he couldn’t have made that big of a mistake once libby gave in to his high-five. circling his hand around hers once they met, he let their entwined hands settle on the sheets, a satisfied smirk on his lips. “i’m never an idiot. everything i say and do is genius, even if it may not seem that way – trust me. you do, right? also, i am cute. you’re not wrong about that. you’re fuckin’ cute, too. speaking of my impeccable looks, you think i’d look even hotter with a black eye?”

“ okay, fine—if it’ll make you feel good about yourself then yes, you were MUCH better, ” she cooed playfully, leaning in to place a gentle peck on his lips, pulling away with a little smile. chocolate hues drifting down to their fingers tangled together, she let out a low chuckle, gaze flicking up to meet his once more. “ you’re always an idiot, i don’t know what you’re talking about. but that’s okay vic, ‘cause that’s what i like about you. it’s why i adore you oh-so much. ” lips curving into a smile, she batted her eyelashes playfully at him. “ you’d look a good fifty times hotter with a black eye, i think. why, who’s beating you up ?? ”

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victor.

“please fuckin’ do. i’ll pay you five bucks,” he urged, pushing himself upward so he’d have a better view of her. “that also kinda turned me on a little bit. more than a little bit. that’s not the fucking point, though. the point is that if you choked me out, no one else would get the satisfaction of doing so.” he nodded mostly to himself, figuring that it’d be the course of action that made the most sense. his attention is diverted by the splatter of cards, a disgruntled groan falling from his lips immediately. “jesus, franks. control yourself. i need to keep this shithole in tip-top shape so i can trick someone into living with me. what the fuck is branch?” his expression wanes into curiosity as he catches sight of the jar. 

“ make it twenty and you’ve got yourself a deal, ” she nodded, sliding down off of the arm of the couch and onto one of the cushions instead. “ if you pop a boner or something i promise i wont judge. but i mean, it would be pretty satisfying. i’m not some cheap bitch though, so you gotta pay the price. ” looking down at the cards scattered along the floor, frankie could only shrug. “ whatever, i’m gonna pick ‘em up later. they’re my lucky cards i’m not just going to leave them there. you’re trying to coax someone to move in, though ?? how come you’ve never asked me ?? ” her brows furrowed as she tossed the jar at him, stuffed with everything needed to roll some joints as well as a one hitter. “ the branch, you know ?? weed ?? like—hey man, pass the branch. you’ve never heard that ?? ”

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victor.

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he’s sprawled across the couch, taking up a lot of the room, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. after a few moments, he lets his phone fall onto his chest, expelling a dramatic sigh in the process. “francesca, my dude…my love. i’m so fucking bored. kill me or entertain me,” he drones as if he wasn’t the one that invited her over in the first place. in reality, it was mostly ‘cause he didn’t want to be alone. “shit, you got anything to smoke? i’ll even do cigs or whatever.”

frankie’s sat on the arm of the couch, nimbly flipping through a deck of worn out playing cards. the way her gaze is fixated it’s like she’d entranced for some reason, but she’s back to reality the second the other opens his mouth to speak. “ well, ” she lifts her gaze to meet his with brows raised. “ i could choke you. that way i can entertain you AND also kill you at the same time. ” it’s only a semi-serious suggestion but it’s something she wouldn’t hesitate to do. “ i think i’ve got some branch in my bag. ” without warning, she tosses the deck of cards carelessly onto the ground to free up her hands, sending them flying in every which way while she digs around for the mason jar in her backpack.