what was sweet will be bitter

'  Grace P. Thompson twenty-one she was thunder and her smile would rattle bones.

[gracethompsn]

[ Her eyes widened as she noticed the drops of liquid on the females dress, causing her to let out a small gasp and cover her mouth. ] Oh no! I’m so so sorry! Here let me help you clean it off! [ She spoke loudly in order to be heard over the music as she took out a napkin and began to wipe at the marks on her dress. ]

What is it you're attempting to achieve with that poor-- Will you quit already? [ The anger was quiet evident in her voice as she spoke loudly, addressing the brunette stranger who had started to rub the fine mark on her white dress. Out of reflex, Grace pushed the woman's hands off her, and took a small step back. Her eyes fell on the wet spot just above her hip. ] Has your mother not taught you a single thing?

[gracethompsn]

Well one can generally talk out loud to there selves sometimes. It’s only other peope’s opinion regardly their mental state. My irrelevant chatter? Well if you find it so irrelevant do move on.

Although I usually do not obey orders of the likes of yourself -- obey orders period -- I may very well, Jessica. This conversation was beginning to bore me, anyway; I ought to get a drink. Toodeloo.

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I have been known to occasionally have good timing. I heard you would be attending, so I wanted to come and say hello. There also has to be at least one sober person in the room to look after anyone who may be…well, barfing in a corner. Though I sincerely hope that no one gets themselves into that state.

Aren't you a darling, Hayden? Remind me to add your phone number to speed dial, for this rare occasion. -- Although I don't recall to have ever felt sick due to my consumption of alcoholic beverages, but let us no longer speak about such topic. I have a weak stomach. Now, tell me, does the goddess of your choice represent your caring personality and qualities like mine, the Goddess of Love does. [ Her lips quirk up into a sly smirk. ] Or was it more of a spontaneous pick?

[gracethompsn]

That’s the spirit, Thompson. The more the merrier despite it being in a different sense of the phrase. Now we can be hydrated to survey the girls donning twelve dollar costume shop togas — Lucina runaways, no doubt. Have you spotted anything particularly eye catching tonight? I have to say, I’m not overly enthralled.

I have yet to decide which to deem a worse faux pa, your apparent favorite of the night, the costume shop dilemma, or the choice of clothing a group of Ashton freshmen made the mistake of picking, which, as I am assuming from the look of it, is simple white bed clothes draped over scrawny bodies. They have definitely caught my eye, in the least positive way. I will remain positive, however. The night is still young, Montgomery, and is it not one of Anastasia's infamous parties we are guests of? I say cheers to what our favorite gossip girl has up her sleeves for us on this particular night.

[gracethompsn]

I went to visit my parents for the week. Well, it’s the thought that counts. How are you enjoying the party?

Brilliant timing, to return on the day our beloved Anastasia has decided to throw all of Fenton a humble celebration. Although, I have to admit, Hayden, I am a bit surprised by your presence tonight. Not because I haven't seen or heard from you since our spontaneous trip to Vegas, but because, well. [ An eyebrow raised at the strawberry blonde, Grace takes half a step back and lifts both her arms up into mid air. ] The underground is no place to be for a girl of your likes, Calloway.

[gracethompsn]

I’m in the business of making cuckolds of people, isn’t this such an eccentric evening?

Every evening spent with a Rockwell is most likely to turn out to be an eccentric evening. Pardon, not just any Rockwell, of course. -- Indiana, can we go back now? I'm not particularly keen on getting lost beneath Fenton grounds, not tonight.

[gracethompsn]

These underground tunnels are maze worthy.

Indy. Come on, let us go back to the party.

[gracethompsn]

[She couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as she looked around at all the students dancing and having the time of their lives. Wearing a beautiful white lace dress along with a golden mask to hide her identity, Anabelle hoped that she wouldn’t get into too much trouble for being there. She really couldn’t help herself, wanting nothing more then to be part of that life once more. To be young again. She let out another small chuckle before turning around, causing her to slip and bump into someone] Aaahh!

[ Mere drops of her precious liquor Grace so desperately clung to that night spiller over the edge of her plastic cup as a breath of air escaped her lungs in a rapid draw. Her eyes fell on the wet spot, mere inches from her beloved golden Jimmies. A frown fell upon her instantly and, being the one to spill her scotch this time around, Grace turned around swiftly, her glare sharp as daggers. ] Will you watch where the hell you are going!

[gracethompsn]

I was making a general comment. You’re the one who thought it was directed towards you

A general comment, directed towards who else if not myself, Jessica? -- Considering I am the only person in hearing range of your irrelevant chatter. Or is it possible you have you gone fully mad?

[gracethompsn]

Don’t mention Samuel to me again. Maybe a Bloody Mary, although my taste buds are torn between that and a Dirty Martini. It’s an ongoing battle.

[ Grace averts her eyes, and turns around to look at the bartender standing nearby. ] You heard your empress. We'll take both, and make it double.

[gracethompsn]

Your eyes do not deceive you, Grace—my presence is not a figment of your imagination.

Had sin city charmed you, too, Hayden, or where is it you spent your previous days? I would do a cliché eye rub in celebration of your return, alas I am quite pleased with my make up tonight.

[gracethompsn]

If you’re going to sit there you may as well order me a drink.

Well, what is it my favorite rogue is nurturing cravings for on this particular night, Hayes not being on the menu tonight.

[gracethompsn]

As incredibly challenging as it may seem to you, do you mind doing something useful? 

I am doing society a courtesy by gracing you with my presence, I can not think of anything more useful to do than drawing you from your breath, Bellamy.

[gracethompsn]

Not too sure if these white wings are really my thing.

Neither am I sure of what has caused you to believe I was interested in your infantile worries.

[gracethompsn]

This is the most extravagant event yet. Fenton has gone all out; I’m impressed.

I am more stunned by the sight of yourself right before my eyes. Is it in fact you standing before me, or the impact of spiked punch, Calloway?

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Phone call ➡️ Grace Thompson

S: Get me out of here. Just get me out of here. I'm packing my bags now.

G: I will. I promise you, I will get you out of here. Right now, where are you, Skye? I'm on my w— God damn these ignorant freshmen! I am on my way already, Skye. — Hold on, I need to shift.

[gracethompsn]

Phone call ➡️ Skye Montgomery

S: Hi, ice queen.

G: Skye Montgomery, don't say a word. I don't need you to share one word with me, but to come outside, to the student parking lot behind Beaumont, and my car. Word of your conversation with Darcy has reached me, and, to put a long story short, I have a...secret apartment, so to say, in Malibu, and all it takes is a “Yes” on your part, and it will be yours. — Until “further notice”.