LIABILITY

[kosekantoni-blog]

She twirled the glass around her fingers “there’s nothing like a glass of bourbon to bring out the lyrics.” she glanced up a bright smile on her lips “writers block hit hard today.” 

[georgialanes]

      ‘ uh, if you say so. ‘ georgia wasn’t actually above searching for inspiration at the bottom of a glass - but bourbon wasn’t her style. ‘ yeah, i don’t care, but good for you, i guess. finding a solution for your problem and all that. ‘

[darkemode]

❛ did you know you actually have a secret love child with your hair stylist ? ❜ scotty queried with simulated surprise, wearily flicking through the glossy pages of the magazine before tossing it to one side. ❛ you think you know a person. ❜

[georgialanes]

     ‘ considering my hair stylist is a woman, that sounds unlikely, ‘ georgia said, rolling her eyes. ‘ unless we adopted - but then it’s not really a love child, is it? ‘ she was long past caring what trashy magazines said about her. even viral had better standards, and that was saying a lot. ‘ not sure why you’re reading that, though. i’m pretty sure you lose iq points just by looking at one of those things. ‘

[georgialanes]

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[georgialanes]

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LILY: Who needs some big new release when you can just tell someone to crash?

LILY: that's the secret to success

GEORGIA: or are you just trying to kill off the competition?

GEORGIA: not sure why you'd see me as competition, but hey

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arieisms‌:

               “ yeah, right ?? ” he laughs, trying to forget the fact that HE was one of those people that had enough time for parties. maybe it was because he was finished promoting his new album, but arie had time to spare. and in any event, why was he lying to georgia ?? why was he trying so hard to impress her ?? he could probably juggle while riding a unicycle and she wouldn’t bat an eye, because that was just how georgia felt towards him now. “ it was good. ” he said that already, but he really meant it. “ a lot of, uh, deep stuff in there. ” deep stuff, meaning stuff he could assume was about him.

         how had he managed to change things from one uncomfortable topic straight into yet another she didn’t want to talk about? georgia was never ashamed of what went into her music - the honesty there was what made her career, and baring her soul to the world didn’t bother her, really. knowing arie had heard it was a whole different matter. there were things in her music she’d never be able to say out loud, things she wasn’t sure she wanted him to even know. but that was the price she paid for all of this. sharing her secrets with the world meant anyone could hear them - even if that someone was him. ‘ not that deep, ‘ she said, trying to shrug it off like it was nothing. even she wasn’t convinced. ‘ you know how it is. you just write whatever people will like to sell the album. that’s what really matters, isn’t it. ‘

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KAILANI: things aren't that black and white. good and bad. people are fucking complicated man.

GEORGIA: this is getting too philosophical for me

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LILY: It's great to know I'm helpful for something

LILY: really though, would STRONGLY suggest car accident

LILY: it can even be a fender bender

GEORGIA: lily caine encourages younger star to get in fender benders: tonight on the 11 o'clock news

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CELESTE: thanks for the note

CELESTE: but u still haven't told me why

GEORGIA: i've honestly forgot why

GEORGIA: but whatever it was, my advice is still the same

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arieisms‌:

               arie never thought he’d see the day georgia was speechless, but here they were. he waited patiently for her to give him a coherent response. after all, georgia was part of the reason he sought a therapist (her spreading rumors about him splitting up his best friend’s relationship really took a toll on arie’s untreated anxiety). “ thanks. ” the air is suddenly more awkward than it already was, causing arie to finish off his bottle, making eye contact with the bartender and asking for another. “ how about you, though ?? number one on the charts, huh ?? that’s gotta be exciting. ” it was a while back, and although arie got close to the luxury, it always seemed to be an achievement he couldn’t quite grasp.

        it was just so hard to wrap her head around it. arie was a lot of things, but introspective wasn’t something she’d expected. she’d started to think he was more interested in hooking up with whichever blonde he could convince than anything else ; georgia had forgotten that she’d ever seen any more to him than that. she was a bit glad he’d changed the subject. ‘ sure, ‘ she replied, shrugging. she’d been happy about it at the time, but it was fleeting. all it meant was a whole lot of people had bought her album, that all the PR nonsense her label made her do worked. half of them probably didn’t even care what the music meant. ‘ i’d throw a party, but who’s got the time for that? ‘

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willmckcnna‌:

“Maybe it all comes in a package, you indulge in the free drinks then suddenly you think the music’s dope,” he pieced together, flicking the ash off of his cigarette and down onto the roof after his next exhale. “Hopin’ you’re saying the people were boring after I made my way up to the roof, not before,” he spoke in a jokey tone, “but yeah - yeah, well, aren’t we all broken?” he asked, trying to actively avoid thinking about what he thought was their number one thing in common.

       ‘ well, i guess if you drink enough it doesn’t matter whether the music is actually any good. ‘ georgia shook her head. ‘ most of them wouldn’t know the difference between good music and shit anyway. ‘ she clearly didn’t hold anyone down there in very high regard - not that that was unusual, for her. ‘ mm, you can hope that all you like, ‘ she added, shrugging innocently. a light smile danced over her lips as she gazed out over the rooftops of LA. ‘ everyone’s just pretending they’ve got it together. deep down they’re all as much of a fucking mess as anyone - they’re just too afraid to admit it. ‘

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LILY: It's the only way to ensure you'll get an unlimited supply of clones

LILY: there are certain risks you have to take

GEORGIA: hm. you might have a point.

GEORGIA: i will take this advice under consideration.

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CELESTE: oh, i do!

CELESTE: i might actually just see for myself just for the hell of it

GEORGIA: or you could not do that

GEORGIA: like, ever

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KAILANI: are you really that bitter like

KAILANI: just because you have a bad experience with someone doesn't mean that they're bad

GEORGIA: not bitter. just realistic.

GEORGIA: and just because someone's good to you doesn't mean they're good, either

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NAS: glad someone finds it interesting just like my stomach did.

NAS: i mean it’s better to be elusive ... for me, anyway.

GEORGIA: i repeat, bored

GEORGIA: elusive just sounds a bit like 'boring' to me

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AYANNA: that was not shady

AYANNA: it was just like ,, a honest question

GEORGIA: are you sure

GEORGIA: it sounded shady to me

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LILY: Literally almost dying is the safest route

LILY: (ironically)

LILY: but you could always see what happens

GEORGIA: i don't wanna almost die though. what if something goes wrong and i die for real. that'd suck.

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willmckcnna‌:

For the most part, Will was enjoying the peace of the rooftop and especially against the contrast of the loud buzz that was travelling up the stairs and out of the fire escape. Since coming up, everything down there had just felt so loud, loud, loud. He smiled as she sat down next to him, lighting his cigarette and blowing the smoke away from them. He flung his other arm around her shoulders pulling her into his side in some kind of a relaxed side hug, “were you having fun down there tonight, love? Music’s sick, drinks are free, dunno why I’m up here honestly, maybe I’m broken?”

         sometimes the hollowness of this oh-so-hollywood version of fun exhausted her, and faking it just didn’t seem worth it. ‘ the free drinks weren’t too bad, ‘ she said with a light shrug, ‘ but the music wasn’t that good, and the people were boring as all hell. ‘ she was fairly sure that she couldn’t find a single person in the club that could actually hold a conversation for more than two minutes. ‘ and if you’re broken, that’d make two of us, then, ‘ she added, shaking her head. he wasn’t broken - and whether or not she was, well, that didn’t matter much, did it?