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hey lovelies !! i'm just getting home from running around all day. i'm going to get caught up on riverdale (2 episodes) and then be on! hmu if you want to plot or like this for a starter?
tonight was the first night of my school's musical production. we have tomorrow and friday night still. i can say that i probably won't be on until saturday, maybe friday night
jfcpreston:
preston listened intently. his eyes dropped from her’s to her lips. he knew he should stay away from the alcohol do a round, consuming more might ruling his night over. “aladdin? alright, then. should i call you genie or jasmine? i prefer the latter,” he played along. “another drink couldn’t hurt,” preston finally game to a conclusion.
“ well i don’t think jasmine technically granted any wishes — but she is, objectively speaking, more attractive than the genie. so i’ll let you slide, ” gemma said, smiling easily. her eyes widened at his request, and she came to a cheeky grin. “ good. something i can actually grant ! drinks on me. you know, for a second i was really worried you were going to wish for a maserati, ” she teased brightly.
"she granted aladdin's wish of marrying him, if you want to count technicalities." preston shifted his weight from leaning against a chair to standing upright. "well the night isn't over yet. i say i still have two wishes remaining," he played with the stereotypical genie rules.
jfcpreston:
preston’s head couldn’t wrap around the commotion around a certain area. that was until he saw the blonde locks and those trademark legs. a laugh escaped his lips as she reentered reality. “just trying to figure out what set your mind to doing that,” he finished off the laugh. “you’ve got skill there, l, but i bet i outshine you.”
luna shrugs. “why not do it? it was lit,” she said. she scoffed at preston’s words. “can’t nobody outshine me,” she said, wrinkling her nose playfully. “besides i play center-forward on my university’s soccer team. i have way more upper body strength and stamina,” she boasted. “and a deeper emotional connection to liquor, for that matter”.
"i just guess i'm not the biggest fan the the burning sensation going flown my throat," preston informed, as if it was obvious. "have you met me?" he presented himself, chest puffed out. "you know i played soccer. teams best offensive defender. and i don't think i lack in that department." the hem of his shirt lifted by his hand to show off part of his abs. "that is probably the only place you have mr beat."
jfcpreston:
if this was any other party, he probably would’ve been outrageously pissed. at least here he had a spare change of clothes. “don’t sweat it. you’re acting like i only came with these clothes for the entire summer.” preston brought his hand up to motion her that it was completely fine, no need to freak out. “i said it’s fine, i’ll just put them in a separate pile to wash.”
“ okay, ” gemma conceded eventually, letting go of her fickle worry for a few moments. “ but — you’re still letting me make it up to you. no excuses, okay ? how about… a drink ? on me ? or ANYTHING else your heart desires. no expenses spared, for a klutz that likes to ruin parties for other people. your wish is my command, aladdin. ”
preston listened intently. his eyes dropped from her's to her lips. he knew he should stay away from the alcohol do a round, consuming more might ruling his night over. "aladdin? alright, then. should i call you genie or jasmine? i prefer the latter," he played along. "another drink couldn't hurt," preston finally game to a conclusion.
jfcpreston:
preston found himself leaning closer, intrigued. “well, if you are so confident it shouldn’t take much. each girl is different though. are you too put off by the idea of confronting her.”
“not put off by it, i wanna see her chase after me, it’s a GAME, dearest.” the words coming from his mouth as if it were obvious, “as it ALWAYS is.”
"do you ever get bored of this game? don't you ever just see something you want and go after it?" preston knew exactly what the other was going on about. he just wanted to pick him apart.
having strayed from where the roaring bonfire resided, along with the general life of the party, rory had found herself pondering down the sand and toward the water instead. the only too stereotypical red solo cup in hand as she stalked across the beige granules beneath her bare feet. there was an excited buzz that was lingering throughout her slender frame, something that could be attributed to the alcohol pumping throughout her system. spotting a group of adolescences currently splashing among the waves, her gaze suddenly shifts to that of the person standing merely a distance away. “i’m not going to ask, so you can’t refuse the offer. instead, i’m going to tell you. strip off, we’re going skinny dipping.”
the beginning of the party started hours ago, and there was no sign of it slowing down any time soon. each body was occupied with alcohol, drugs, or another body. it was obvious who the newcomers where and their hesitanetness brought back memories of his first summer here. of course that first summer he thought back to the mutual hatred for rory that some how turned into whatever they currently were, to be honest, he had no clue what they were. his thoughts seemed to foreshadow who he would see next. "you really want to see me naked that bad? come on, you know you could've just asked." following his statement his shirt slipped off. preston couldn't contain this type of behavior around the female, it's how their positive bond grew.
a cup of gatorade in place of her usual vodka cran, rose wasn’t sure she was too THRILLED to be at this party. it was the first since her discovery of her pregnancy, and well - she didn’t know what to DO with herself. typically, she would’ve been grinning, already somewhat drunk, the life of the party - but there she was, a grimace on her face, as she held her drink with a deathly grip. staring blankly ahead at those party-goers in front of her, she wasn’t paying much attention to the person approaching to her left ( maybe that’s why she jumped so how when she did notice them ). “christ, where did you come from?”
another new body was bumping into preston with each passing moment. the music was upbeat and the dancing in the specific area was hype, but sweaty. being at the camp during the summer was probably the best way for him to let loose and relax from his stressful fall semester at university. the party the first night back was a nice touch, or so he believed. one of the dancers accidentally shoved him into a stumble of steps leading up to another person, something he wasn't quite expecting. "i came from over there," preston hollered over the music, pointing to the middle of the dance floor. "sorry, by the way, someone shoved me." in the end he wasn't too upset about running into the girl, she was fairly attractive.
some told him it was impossible. some said he’d end up burning half his face off. but benjamin franklin, he’s sure, had his own naysayers and that motherfucker ended up on the hundred dollar bill ! yes, roman holloway was going to light his joint on the probably too-large-to-be-safe bonfire without using his hands. he’s truly a modern newton, isn’t he ? joint in his mouth, eyes already red from the jumbled combination of weed and booze, he glanced at the person beside him.“there’s still time to put money on this y’know. once in a lifetime oppurtunity, babe.”
preston was silent during the entire debate about whether or not the other male would come out on the other side unharmed or not. it was amusing, light chuckles escaping every now and then. he was there for the entertainment, but refusing to take a huff when offered by a few of the stoners. "you see, i'm fine just being here to experience it, now that's a one in a lifetime opportunity, babe," the percussionist mimicked the other, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned back in the lawn chair.
‘ —— how many drinks is it gonna take to get you to go skinny dipping with me later? ’
"it wouldn't take any drinks. you can have your request all for the price of one question."
i'll be on after homework bc my english teacher is a bitch and assigned like 4 pages due tomorrow. rip
sabrina made her way through the party, she was carrying her guitar case when she accidentally tripped and fell over. she got up quickly, trying to play it cool. “..-hi.”
preston immediately assumed the other body wouldn't say sorry and was going to confront them, until his eyes laid on a girl. it was sabrina and his mind set changed 180°. "oh, sabrina, why are you carrying the guitar around the party?" he wouldn't be carrying anything more than his drumsticks in a bag. her carrying it was the equivalent to him lugging around his cymbal bag.
i have practice till 8 est time today and tomorrow and then the musical showing in wednesday-friday so i'll be iffy those last few days but i'll be on tonight (pls plot w/ me)
i can barely stay awake. i'll be in after practice tomorrow !! it was treating starting to interact & please hmu if you want to plot or just talk? goodnight lovelies
The blonde waterfall of Luna’s wavy hair framed her face, falling around it and tickling her arms as they supported her upside down on the beer keg. Music mixed with the laughter and cheers of those around her as she continued, her upper arms starting to tire as she continued drinking the beer from the keg before finally lowering her legs and standing up straight, a satisfied smirk on her face as she wiped her mouth. amongst the proclamations of it being a new record, she turned towards a voice she heard speaking to her. “what’s up?” she asked, by way of greeting.
preston's head couldn't wrap around the commotion around a certain area. that was until he saw the blonde locks and those trademark legs. a laugh escaped his lips as she reentered reality. "just trying to figure out what set your mind to doing that," he finished off the laugh. "you've got skill there, l, but i bet i outshine you."
“ oh my god— ” gemma blinked, everything appearing to blur into SLOW MOTION as she watched the contents of her drink spill out of her cup and splash everywhere. “ i’m so sorry. honestly, you should just ban me from human interaction, i’m— ” she scrambled, hair whipping around her face as she winced. “ okay, where are the tissues when you actually need them ? god, i’m so sorry. ”
if this was any other party, he probably would've been outrageously pissed. at least here he had a spare change of clothes. "don't sweat it. you're acting like i only came with these clothes for the entire summer." preston brought his hand up to motion her that it was completely fine, no need to freak out. "i said it's fine, i'll just put them in a separate pile to wash."
madden sat on the beach leaning forward slightly to rest his arms on his knees. the sheer amount of people here already was feeling overwhelming for the man. he knew he was going to be faced with that feeling but he decided to come anyways. he burrowed his bare feet into the sand staring out at the ocean instead of the large fire that was currently happening upon the beach. madden rested his head against his arm, quietly wishing that he had gotten better at approaching people by this point in his life.
the party was getting so flooded and chaotic that preston needed to take a step back and catch his breath. it certainly was one hell of a way to kick off the summer. he saw another figure near the ocean, his mind trying the find the reasons as to why someone would miss out on the party. "did you need to take a breather as well?"