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「 WHOA ! 」 she's HIGH fashion. took me to the back room in chanel so we could smash. & everything is louis v & louis v her casket. & she's always hiding in designer cause her dad left.

[evelvns]

auroragrayson‌:

she was still in complete and utter disbelief, still stewing in denial as she refused to believe that misty was ACTUALLY dead. “she’s my cousin.” rory said, stomach dropping as she chewed upon her bottom lip, “WAS my cousin. and honestly, i’m really not in the mood to talk about her right now.”

“understandable. that must suck right now,” despite her standoffish general setting, evelyn felt wrong allowing her lips to allow anything awful spill out of them. she couldn’t do that to a grieving family member--her therapist would be disappointed if she did. “when you are ready feel free to talk to me. we’re trying to make sure she was remembered as more than just a victim.” 

[evelvns]

halliewatson‌:

              “ I HAVE TWO. “ the blonde replied, brows furrowing in annoyance as she folded her arms across her chest. “ fuck off. “ and that was as much as hallie would be willing to say on the subject. misty hadn’t just been a friend she was one of her sisters and something about having people poke around after she was gone made her feel protective. “ if you’re looking to poke around ZETA  –– most of us carry pepper spray and we’re not afraid to use it. now leave. “

“before you get all blonde bimbo on me--i could care less about the rest of you...” that pair of blue eyes looked the other up and down, “....zetas. i’m just so scared of you twigs and your pepper spray,” she feigned as though she was fearful. “not the pepper spray!” then, she removed all emotion from her face and spoke, “we’re trying to make sure she’s remembered nicely and not just known for being another murdered sorority girl. but if you’d rather i don’t then well--you’re a shitty friend.”

[evelvns]

“so,” intrusive cerulean hues focused on the individual before her. “did you know anything about misty? anything about her and what she was like for you? what she liked to do? anything you can tell me would be great.” @cloverstarters​

[evelvns]

deanclvrke‌:

“they might not own it,” he acknowledged, “but it’s still polite.  and you might have been saving it for someone, who knows.”

“you’re one of those,” she stated before bringing her attention back to her laptop. “far too polite for no reason,” she continued to say. “if i was saving it for someone, i would’ve told you. so, feel free to sit here and anywhere you please.” 

[evelvns]

elenashah‌:

elena  could  only  nod,  feet  kicked  up  on  the  desk  provided  to  her,  hands  rubbing  at  her  eyes.  this  whole  week  had  been  nothing  but  a  long,  twisted  mess  that  she  was  only  just  starting  to  untangle.  it’s  times  like  this  that  she  thanks  her  lucky  stars  she  isn’t  the  one  reporting  on  the  news  anymore.  besides,  evelyn  could  be  dramatic  sometimes,  but  she  got  results.  ❝  the  vigil’s  done  with  and  honestly,  whatever  that  prank  was  is  just  …  ❞  she  shook  her  head  and  waved  it  off,  bigger  fish  to  fry.  ❝  right  now  i  think  we  could  use  a  profile  on  misty.  something  nice,  talk  to  people  who  knew  her.  stuff  she  liked  to  do,  that  kind  of  thing.  ❞  she  finally  set  her  hands  down  and  crossed  her  arms.  ❝  so,  here’s  what  i’m  thinking.  i  don’t  want  to  publish  speculation  or  anything  that’ll  just  cause  more  chaos.  ❞  as  much  as  she’d  love  to.  ❝  but,  if  it  turns  out  delgado  does  have  a  hand  in  this,  i  want  it  ready  to  go.  so,  go  talk  to  the  police  if  you  can,  and  if  they  drop  anything  about  suspects  just  keep  it  in  the  back  pocket  for  later.  for  now,  simple  coverage  of  the  vandalism  at  gamma.  ❞  she  sighed,  leaning  back  again.  ❝  we’re  all  really  gonna’  need  to  get  laid  after  this,  take  the  edge  off.  you  know  any  girls  into  that  kind  of  thing ?  ❞  

while elena spoke, evelyn found herself typing along on her laptop. “so, a nice piece on misty is my first priority,” the brunette repeated as she began to make a to-do list. “that delgado dude is starting to look more suspicious as the days go on. but who the fuck knows,” those dark red lips latched around a straw as she continued to drink an iced coffee. caffeine was about the only thing keeping her alive at this point in time--that and alcohol. with each word the other spoke, evelyn just listened, nodded, and typed along. “by the way--do you know anything about a kid named evan? i mentioned gloria to him a while ago and he seemed on edge. gave me some bullshit about how he doesn’t know her. but it seems like he’s hiding something,” those oceanic hues glanced over at the other. “i’m thinking about talking to him about misty. just in case, it turns out delgado isn’t the one. i want to see where this other lead takes me. so, if i end up disappearing, you know where to start and just make sure to have someone good write my article. talk about my sparkling personality and my astounding ass...ets,” a playful tone coated the last of her words. “oh--we definitely are. and i do know a very small amount of girls who don’t annoy me. but i’m not quite sure sharing is a word in my personal dictionary so you’re shit out of luck on this end,” the hint of a smirk overtook her features as she looked away from her laptop.

[xreagan-kaufmanx]

When Bailey heard the news about Misty she could not believe it this all seemed like a dream you need to wake up from but it’s not this is real another student had died. Misty was someone she did like, what the hell is going on why is this happening. “How can something like this even happen again?” she asked the person next to her. @cloverstarters 

[evelvns]

everyone surrounding evelyn had been repeating that same question ever since it happened. “simple. we have a serial murderer on campus who likes to take out sorority girls. hopefully, the cops get off their asses soon and handle this,” she briefly stopped for a second to take a sip of water from her water bottle. “i’m tired of writing articles about the deceased.” a selfish reasoning for not wanting another murder sounded a lot like something evelyn would say. however, it was because the girl didn’t have any emotional attachment to strangers. it was sad but she didn’t like to dwell on sorrow. who knows what would happen if the deceased was a delta girl? her heart just might waver. 

[evelvns]

@elenashah​

a signature evelyn sigh left her lips. just like its owner, the sigh was dramatic and far too excessive. however, it was fitting. “so, tell me what you want me to focus on because there is just so much shit going on i can’t keep up,” the brunette stated as she settled her eyes on the other. those oceanic hues landed on the only person who was granted permission to order evelyn around. normally, taking orders wasn’t in her dna. but she respected her boss and wanted to do her job well. so, she took her orders no matter the occasion. “do you want me to focus on the vigil? or do you want me to write about possible suspects? do you want me dig into that delgado whose second ex just showed up dead? or should i write about the newest dead girl?” there was far too much that needed to be done and at this point, they needed all hands on deck. 

[deanclvrke]

“do you mind if i-” dean indicated to the empty seat.  “if you want you’re space that’s fine too.  it’s just,” he put on what he hoped was a charming smile as he looked around, “everywhere else is full.”

[evelvns]

“don’t ever ask for a seat. just take it,” she stated briefly looking up from the laptop she was furiously typing on. “no one owns any seats.”

[princesshxnx-deactivated2020081]

To say that Val was heartbroken by Misty’s death was an understatement. The fact that this happened to one of her girls hit her harder than when it was just another face she saw on campus and she still didn’t know how to react to it. So she headed to the bar to drink her problems away. By the time someone sat down on the bar stool next to Valerie, she wasn’t quite drunk, but she was far from sober and she didn’t want to see anyone she knew from school. “I don’t want to talk about it. You can talk to me about literally anything else; climate change, the new Star Wars movie, my nonexistent love life, anything but that.” @cloverstarters​

[evelvns]

dark red lipstick stained the shot glass evelyn had just downed. as she enjoyed the warm sensation overtaking her, she heard someone sit beside her. then, a voice began speaking to her a little too close for comfort. so, the brunette, downed the last shot of tequila she had ordered. “jesus fucking christ,” she muttered to no one in particular and stood up. she then proceeded to walk to the other side of the bar where more people were sat. there was one seat available and she took it. “first of all--who said i was going to even talk to you?” a confused expression overtook her face. “zeta’s really are annoying, huh?” the question dripped past her lips before she snapped her fingers.”bartender!” she shouted to get the attention of the one behind the bar. surely enough she did and he came over. “get me a rum and coke and to get her out of her pity party, we’ll set her up with some vodka shots,” those brown eyes briefly glanced at the girl beside her as she spoke. “your wallowing in your own self-pity is bringing down the mood here.” 

[euphcrix]

her camera flashed as she took pictures of the shrines people had made. being on the schools newspaper she was responsible for capturing everything. even the saddening sight of a classmate passing away. well in reality murdered. lowering her camera back around her neck. cleo couldn’t help but sigh. “this shit is so sad. i need a blunt,” she mused while trying to keep from crying. who knows who would be next. “you want to join me?” the blonde asked as someone now stood next to her. might as well share it would definitely help cheer her up. 

@cloverstarters​

[evelvns]

the sound of someone loudly popping their gum surrounded evelyn. it was no surprise the sound was coming from her. “how many articles am i going to have to write about dead girls?” a brief pause became her only form of communication before she continued, “they’re dropping like flies.” at the other’s invitation, evelyn’s fingers stopped typing away on the iphone in her grasp. she had been drafting topics to focus on surrounding the latest victim’s life and connections. not to mention, evelyn had someone who appeared on her radar as a suspect, so she was making notes to remember to “talk” to the individual. “you know what--let’s go smoke. maybe it’ll inspire me somehow,” an elongated sigh attached itself to the statement.

[evelvns]

sorry i randomly disappeared, lovelies! hmu if anyone wants to plot or anything. i’ll be around! 

[evelvns]

ohevanthings‌:

          “ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ? everyone’s afraid of dying, ” he said, furrowing his eyebrows a little bit. “ i mean, how could you not be? ” he said and swallowed, looking at her who leaned in a bit and whispered at him. is this a confession, evan? are you trying to discretely tell me something? looking at evelyn for a second, he swallowed against the lump in his throat and let a nervous laugh out, “ do you really think i would be able to kill anyone? ” he asked, keeping his voice soft and friendly while keeping his eyes on her the whole time. when she asked what he took her for, he snorted slightly. “ you write articles about people’s misery. i think i know the type of person you are, ” evan spoke honestly, shaking his head a little while continuing to try and push the thoughts away. it looks a little defensive to me. “ well, maybe you need to check your eyesight, sweetheart. ”

“why fear something inevitable? it’s an absolute waste of my perfectly valuable time. why are you scared of dying?” being intrusive had always been part of her dna. she came from a long-line of nosy individuals who all found a way to ask too much of people. however, something about the way his laughter hit her ear drums felt off but she couldn’t pinpoint it. or maybe she was over-analyzing. the thoughts continued ceaselessly. “it could be the pretty little ones. murderers come in all shapes and sizes,” she challenged. at his claim of knowing her she released a small bit of laughter. “now what’s so wrong about thriving on the misery of others? it’s not my fault their miserable that the truth comes out in my articles,” a mere shrug followed the statement. a fake gasp was elicited from her lips. “did you just call me sweetheart? are you trying to butter me up, sweetie? unfortunately, i have 20/20 vision and don’t enjoy being called sweetheart.” 

[evelvns]

itszacklynch‌:

“I’ll take being eh. It feels like a high compliment coming from you.” he shrugged. “That sounds like a lie, but I’ll believe you for now. It still means you don’t get to see my performance, though. That’s what makes this so much more amusing. It’s a once in a lifetime occurrence. Not really. At worst my classes are boring and I don’t have to show up. At best, they’re actually kinda interesting. I have nothing to complain about yet.”

“that is true. eh is high praise in the language of evelyn. you’re welcome,” evelyn smiled. “i’m telling you that you should reconsider. imagine all the things you could buy--if you just named your price and let me see the performance. or am i going to have to sneak my way into the class?” she questioned as she raised an eyebrow. “fuck off--there has to be at least one bad thing. any annoying classmates? pointless projects or assignments?” 

[evelvns]

ohevanthings‌:

          “ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ᴄᴜʀɪᴏꜱɪᴛʏ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ, ” he said, then he realized what he was saying and his eyes widened slightly. “ not that i was going to, you know… bad choice of words, ” evan spoke and he shook his head, as his gaze dropped towards his feet. so she reacted like a bitch? feel free to elaborate. i won’t tell. “ of course you wouldn’t, ” evan said and chuckled, knowing fully well that it wasn’t the truth. raising an eyebrow at the words she said and he shook his head lightly. “ loubotinis? i don’t even know what that is, ” he spoke and shook his head. people make unlikely friends all the time. or have chance encounters with strangers. i’m just curious if you ever had one with her. don’t get defensive now. it’ll look suspicious. he narrowed his eyes at her a little and shrugged. “ i’m not defensive. ”

“good thing i’m not afraid of dying,” she said. amusement was written all over her face at the slip-up. evelyn leaned in a bit and whispered, “is this a confession, evan? are you trying to discretely tell me something?” every time his gaze dropped from hers, she was suspicious. not to mention, the vague responses were equally as suspicious. that mind of hers was wondering if he was holding something--he had to be. and her lips took hold of her suspicion and ran. “you don’t believe it? you think i would go around spilling the secrets you tell me? what do you take me for?” as he continued to speak, she shook her head. disappointment was apparent on her features, “boys,” was followed by a, “they’re expensive shoes,” she clarified. then, she leaned back in her chair. those arms of hers crossing against her chest. “it looks a little defensive to me,” a small phrase to provoke him as she got comfortable. 

[brvkenclocks]

@evelvns​

“you know, for a pessimist, i’m pretty optimistic. however, i’m damn sure that i’m just going against the bullshit that you’re taught in therapy.” the worlds left beck’s lips in one go, sighing deeply. she had been going for well over a year and even still, she only felt comfortable telling specific people. one being the other, whom she only met by chance of it all. she knew evelyn wouldn’t ever say anything. “so, please, bestow your knowledge over me. how the hell can you follow their advice whenever it’s almost bullshit? ‘cause if you’re down, i would much rather go out for drinks at this point than follow any other’s advice.”

[evelvns]

“it’s all bullshit and i’m actually fucking trying,” was evelyn’s first reply. an eye roll accompanied the phrase. normally, any talk about therapy was avoided at all costs. no one ever needed to know the amount of therapy she had attended or the minimal amount of results. however, when it came to beck, the two had an agreement and she wouldn’t break it. “recently, for my attitude problem, she prescribed a kind act a day to get me out of my comfort zone. it’s making me nice for a moment. how is that going to change anything?” annoyance coated her tone before she continued on, “i’m taking the role of your therapist today and prescribing you multiple alcoholic beverages. let’s go.” 

[evelvns]

itszacklynch‌:

“Not the only reason, but one of them. I’m too amazing for there to only be one reason,” he joked. “Yeah, it’s a comedy thing, so he really wants us to get create. Money means nothing to me, you’d have to give me a video of you that’s equally as embarrassing so you can’t blackmail me,” he replied with a smile that was equally as sweet. “I’ll keep that in mind. Can’t blame you for that. Especially when your grade is on the line. God, it must suck to be you right now.”

“amazing?” the word was echoed before evelyn continued speaking, “you might want to re-evaluate what you consider amazing. i’m amazing. you’re...” then her voice trailed off as she looked him up and down, “eh.” that famous evelyn dramatic sigh was her reaction to his response first. then came the, “i would if only there was a video i had that was as embarrassing. but i never embarrass myself. i’m just always great,” and that smile of hers never dropped. “normally it doesn’t suck to be me. but this sucks complete ass. at least, try to make me feel better. is there a class that’s sucking for you?”

[evelvns]

ohevanthings‌:

          “ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏ ’ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏꜱɪᴛʏ ’, that there is more to it, ” evan answered and chuckled softly, shaking his head in the process. you bumped into each other? that’s all? did she snap at you for bumping into her? did she apologize? “ yeah, we bumped into each other and –– she reacted the way she did with everyone, ” he replied, though keeping it very light and not really a proper answer. are you guys anything else other than that? it would be news to me if you were. evan laughed and he shook his head, “ you really are pulling at straws, aren’t you? desperate for a story. no, we weren’t anything else other than that. why on earth would we be? we… we weren’t friends, we just… went to the same school, that’s all. ”

“and so what if there was? just keep humoring me,” evelyn replied. at his statement, she merely nodded along. those analyzing eyes never left him once. “so, she reacted like a bitch? feel free to elaborate. i won’t tell,” and of course that had been a half-truth because she had an article to write. so, no secret could truly be safe with her. it didn’t quite work that way. “desperate? never that! desperation doesn’t go well with my louboutins,” she declared before continuing on, “people make unlikely friends all the time. or have chance encounters with strangers. i’m just curious if you ever had one with her. don’t get defensive now. it’ll look suspicious,” a slight hint of a smile was on her face as those words left her mouth.