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@ivyscarlett
wtfbridget:
for once in her life bridget found herself completely lost for words, how on earth was that even a thing? “it certainly sounds interesting? my father is a bit of a prat though, might need an imaginary version of ‘im.”
"i mean," she paused for a moment, trying to form her words. "the goal is for the dad you build to fuck the other dads. so it might be a bit weird if you get an imaginary version of your own father."
grandets:
“dream what? what kind of game is that?” hugo asked, his voice laced with confusion as he furrowed his eyebrows. “i can be your dream daddy if you want,” he smirked.
"it's like sims except you create a dad and he tries to find his dream daddy. one of them is named hugo, actually," she said, raising a brow playfully. "i'm sure you'd like that, hm?"
bclleofthebcll:
“ooh, i’d love that!” she smiles. “that is brilliant, i’d do that too.”
"just let me know when you want to come over. so far, i've only ended up being friends with my dream daddy, but i started a second game and hopefully it'll turn out better."
bclleofthebcll:
“i want to play that so bad now, thanks a lot.” the young brunette joked, a smile forming on her lips. “i thought it wasn’t an american game though?”
"hey, you're more than welcome to come over and play for a while. god knows i'd just play it for hours if no one stopped me," ivy said with a laugh. she shrugged, "honestly, i just googled where to get it and downloaded it immediately."
amaraxnassar:
“ I do recall you once saying that nothing is more important than training, but I suppose one must also rest every now and then.” @ivyscarlett
"well, that definitely sounds like something i would say, but it's important to balance training and taking a break. like, imagine just overworking yourself? it would be tragic."
wtfbridget:
“what even is that?” bridget asked, scrunching her nose up. “i have never heard that before in my life and honestly i don’t think i want to again.”
"it's this dating simulator game where you build your own dad and then he needs to find his dream daddy from all the dads in the cul-de-sac," ivy said with a shrug, stifling a laugh. "it's totally ridiculous but like, mildly addictive?"
"so i was, like, beyond bored the other night and i decided to start playing 'dream daddy' and i've had the little theme tune stuck in my head ever since -- ' dreeeeeaaam daddy, dreeeeaaam daddy ( who's gonna be your, who's gonna be your dream? ) ' "
windscr:
@ivyscarlett
nora had been on edge ever since the ball - ready to snap at anything and anyone who dared get in her way. and if she’d been difficult before, now, she was all but a downright nightmare. and, sitting in the library, she could feel the gaze of someone on her, and without paying to much notice to who, she let out a sigh. “you look like you’re about to offer me some awful advice, but before you do, allow me to offer you some first; don’t.”
as soon as ivy had seen nora enter the library, she couldn't stop staring. she knew it likely wouldn't go unnoticed and she wasn't sure if she was up for whatever confrontation would undoubtedly come from it, but it was like her eyes were being drawn to the brunette like a magnet. ever since the ball, she'd had a million different conflicting thoughts about the matter -- about the girl -- and it was too much to keep to herself. "hey, i have no idea what you're going through, so there'd be no point in offering any advice," she said with a sigh. "i suppose i jut wanted to tell you that if you needed to.. y'know, talk to anyone." her voice trailed off at the end, realizing how ridiculous her words sounded. "if you want, that is."
aiyaaq:
@ivyscarlett
“okay,” she whispers as she leans over the table and looks around. “our waiter, hot or not ?”
ivy glanced up just as their water passed, her eyes taking in his facial features before answering. "i can't decide. i mean, he's not ugly, i just don't know if i'd call him 'hot'," she said with a shrug.
amaraxnassar:
❛— oh come on, dance. live a little. forget about all those around you. ❜ amara needed some fun in her life. after what happened a few nights ago she promised herself that if anything happened she was going to enjoy life at its fullest. @ivyscarlett
on any other night, ivy wouldn't have wasted a second to think before hitting the dance floor. she loved being the center of attention -- something she couldn't deny about herself -- but tonight she just wasn't feeling it. "but i could live a little by eating these chips and guac."
lysslxric:
it had been a long, stressful day for the youngest loric sibling. all her professors were after her for unfinished homework, strangers on campus kept pissing her off and she was still hungover from the night before. so it stands to reason that she was in a crappy mood when she entered the gym to workout. “hey.” she greeted ivy bluntly as she dumped her bag on the ground beside her. “it’s been a shit day and i really just want to punch everything in sight, you good with that?”
@ivyscarlett
things seemed to have been running at lightspeed for ivy the past few days and it was starting to become too much. she needed to breathe and her usual go-to wasn't doing the trick. she'd spent all of her free time earlier up until now in her favorite art studio, tucked away in a corner attempting to shut her mind off and let her hands take control, but they wouldn't. so she packed up and went to the only other place that ever seemed to help clear her mind -- the gym. the sound of a bag hitting the floor brought her attention back to the present moment and to the girl standing next to her. "as long as you don't punch me, i'm all fucking here for it. this week has been a lot."
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richardxw:
“ i learned from my past experiences what is expected” he admitted, drinking his entire glass of champagne on one go. “that would be fantastic; let me help you”
"by all means." she stepped aside, holding her hand in front of her to let him pass, "lead the way."
hcwthcrne:
@ivyscarlett
it wasn’t as if jackson was heartbroken, nora wasn’t his girlfriend and he wasn’t exactly in a rush to have her be his after everything he’d discovered tonight. he supposed it was his own fault, for putting her on such a high pedestal, it was a long fall from grace when you’re a perfect princess. he didn’t mean to seek her out, him and ivy were done, that ship had long ago sailed, but he needed something, someone. he grasped her elbow gently, pulling her from her conversation with a muttered apology and pulled her into a quiet corner. “i’ve been seeing eleanor, and i’m just… i don’t know what to do ive, tell me what i should do.”
when ivy had checked her phone, she certainly wasn't anticipating reading the words that were on her screen. a thousand thoughts crossed her mind, seemingly all at once, before she locked her phone and tucked it safely back in her bag. who was she to pass judgment on eleanor? despite their tendency to clash with each other, ivy knew very well that everyone had their secrets. so when she felt someone tug on her elbow, she -- much like when she'd read the text -- certainly wasn't expecting jackson, and she certaintly wasn't expecting to hear the word that fell from his lips. "jacks," her eyes settled on his as she took a few moments to attempt to form some kind of coherent thought, "tell me what you're feeling."
