Poor Kid in Prada

Freddie Redlynn Twenty St.Jude's Graduate "You lie like a priceless Persian rug on a rich man's floor."

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hunky-huntzberger :

Ah! There you are. I believe the question you ought to be asking is what did you do.

Uh uh. No. Don’t do that. This wasn’t me. I orchestrated nothing and you know it. Stop it. Don’t.

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former-fairestofthem-all :

Freddie. Oh, it’s you. I’m so happy to see you, vagabond and rogue of the the future. Please, do not make my mistakes. Listen- When your mother tells you that you have to do something very important and you have to do it perfectly? You tell her, respectfully, to go to hell. Okay? Promise me.

But yes, I’m fine. It’s okay, I’m just…projecting. And wallowing. Nothing is going exactly peachy right now and I’m too tired to do damage control. Ugh- Bleugh… I still sound like her. Anyway, I’m okay. Really. How- How are you? Are you in trouble?

Uh... I’m not sure I would ever survive telling my mom to go to hell- respectfully or not. But if she’s ever deserving of it, I’ll do my best to try.

That’s fair. Is it really on you to do damage control though? You didn’t even want to host the ball, right? And I don’t think you’re responsible for even half of the shit that unfolded. What? Me? No, I’m fine. I’m good. Why, don’t I look good?

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hunky-huntzberger :

First our bank accounts drained by one of our own and now this… Of course I’ll be fine, no need to worry, I can certainly get myself another watch but it’s the ah, sentimentality you cannot put a value on.

Although, I’m sure that everything will be put back in order in no time. What can’t money buy, after all? If I didn’t know any better, I’d suspect even myself of all this. Rule out no one.

What did you do?

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doctor-addie :

                   I heard there’s this new restaurant in SoHo that’s supposedly amazing. Please come with me?

                  Uh... Who, me? Aw man... You know I’d love to, but I- um... I actually lost my wallet at that event. You know, the Spring Fling thing? I mean, I’m not saying it was one of the things that were stolen, but I did misplace it, so I don’t have access to my credit cards right now.

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Added two bullet points to Grant XD

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full name: Grant Huntzberger age: 20 star sign: Gemini occupation: Fashion Intern & College Student fc: Alex Saxon

petty scale: 6/10

likes: His father, long hair, older ladies, blogs, PDA, Starbucks, ocean sounds, shoes, lace, being the little spoon, vintage fashion, romantic comedies dislikes: His father, liars, gambling, manipulators, citrus, snow, dirty hands, sports bars, cooked carrots, crushed velvet, stereotypes, long journeys

#quickfacts

A Gentle Boy™

Both hates and loves both of his fathers for varying reasons.

His bio mom might be his favourite person in the whole wide world.

His family is a little bit complicated- at least, explaining it to people can become a bit strenuous. His dads wanted a kid but they couldn’t agree on who should be the sperm donor for their surrogate mother, so they sort of... just... threw it all in there with the promise that they wouldn’t check the kid’s DNA. The kid would be both of theirs. End of story.

Only Jessica ended up giving birth to twins and well... Freddie being Freddie... he just had to know. He’s known since they were toddlers that Grant was genetically his and that ___ was genetically William’s and sometimes he’s found himself playing favourites.

Grant is sceptical about whether or not his dads even love each other. He thinks Freddie just got himself into some shady dealings and just never dug his way out. Not that they don’t seem happy, he’s just suspicious of the origin story.

He has been low-key dating Holly Abrams for the past few months and he can physically feel the “So...” hanging in the air, but he’s chill, it’s chill. He’s not about to force anything and they’re having fun, so whatever.

When he’s not chilling with Holly, Grant can usually be found spending time with Joe Vandervort or Lex Walker. A lot of people don’t like Joe, but considering who raised Grant, he knows how to be his friend without falling into one of his messes. As for Lex, they mostly just get high together, but he can’t shake the feeling that her friend, Steve, hates his guts.

#family

Parents: William Huntzberger & Freddie Redlynn (Jessica Knightly - Surrogate Mother)

Siblings: ___ Huntzberger (twin brother), ___ (step-sibling - Joy/William)

Aunts & Uncles: Parker Knightly, Ruby Reyes (step-aunt)

Cousins: Jillian & Charlie Knightly, Luisa Reyes (step-cousin)

#connections

Dating: Holly Abrams (low-key)

Stoner Pals: Lex Walker

Fam Friends: Jade & Opal VanderBuren

Cautious Friends: Joe Vandervort

Supplier: Luisa Reyes

Other: Angel Hunter (brother’s gal - has a crush on her mom), Emmy Vanderbilt (Interns for her mom)

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logantheluscious :

No, I’m not accusing anyone and neither should you! For all we know, my mom’s rings are misplaced somewhere in a bowl of glitter or in a pack of tarot cards. I don’t know, we’re still talking to the venue.

Hmm? Right. Yeah. Yeah. Anything could have happened to them, you know? Pretty messed up for someone to just- just take them at an event like that. Maybe-... I mean I’m sure they’ll turn up, right? Positive vibes, man.

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TEXT: ALL

Jesse: Enough is enough. We have to do something about Gossip Girl and we have to do it now. It's time she was taken down, for good.

Jesse: Will you join in my crusade?

Jesse: ....Yes I did watch Les Mis to get pumped up for this but still. I'm taking Gossip Girl down.

Freddie: No thank you

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hunky-huntzberger :

Princess was a rather generic term around these parts which was why William had spent so long leaning leisurely against the mocktail bar eyeing the crowd. Which woman on the Upper East Side wouldn’t consider herself a princess? Or, moreso, simply was. This was tedious. He hardly wanted to cause a scene (at least not in the obvious manner) but how much longer could he just stand there? Of course that was when Freddie Redlynn stepped onto the scene and well, he just couldn’t help himself.

“Fredford! Long time no see. Tell me, what are you,” he waved a hand, “Looking for here?”

@false-freddie

The more time that went by since Freddie had chosen his codeword, the more nervous he was becoming. Maybe he should have just sat out of this particular event. Everything was too up in the air and perhaps he was being too on the nose about how much money his codeword implied he had, but it was too late now. Honestly, he had no idea how he was supposed to find this girl-- should he just run around yelling ‘Rich Bitch’? It was then that he heard his voice and, quite honestly, it was beginning to make his skin crawl.

“Hey, William.” He replied with as much enthusiasm as he could force, “Freddie. Freddie is fine. Uh, you know, just a Rich Bitch.”

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At the #springfling event, Freddie has chosen the codeword "Rich Bitch". What he doesn't know just yet is that his match is also known as: William Huntzberger!!

I really hope she’s not rich with like… love or some shit…

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rose--haven :

                      Why do I feel like this is all going to go horribly wrong for at least half of us and probably end in tears?

                     Because these parties are consistent travesties and we’re all gluttons for punishment?

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ty-vanburen :

“The sandcastle building competition is calling to me. I don’t think I’m particularly good at sandcastle building, but let’s be real…how good are the rest of you likely to be, anyway?”

“Me neither, but it’s gotta be fun, right? You wanna place a little bet on it? Me and you, head to head? If one of us actually wins the whole contest we could double the pot?”

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danielhumps :

… Right. I’m sure whoever you’re paired with is as handsome as they are smart.

Wait... is there a chance that I’m going to be paired with a dude?

[smythehq-moved-deactivated20190]

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sebastian smythe + text posts - part one

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themeredithpark :

Next time, I’m just not showing up to anything my dads are also invited to. There’s nothing that makes up for that kind of energy. Nothing.

Not even this face?

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former-fairestofthem-all :

… Shit.

I think I left my last can of grape Fanta out of the fridge.

Emmeline! Hey, Emmeline...

How you doing? You- I don’t know how to help you. Maybe some ice? Some ice and a glass? I could run to the store for you, I-... You okay? You good?

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sienna-haven :

“Oh yeah, um I think my life has moved on from that point in my life. If you will excuse me, I have a ball to enjoy.” Sienna turned away from the reporter that had asked her about her infamous breakdown. She rolled her eyes shaking her head lightly. “Bitch.”

“Some people, eh?” He paused for a really long moment. “Oh my god, you’re Penelope Jackson. I- You- I mean, that girl from that show. The daytime- My mom, she watches. That vampire show too. You- My mom’s a big fan.”