i’m not doing a lot with autumn n let me tell u!!! i wanna be!!! PLOTS FOR AUTUMNS HO ASS:
SEX YEAH!: friends with benefits. super casual, super chill. but autumns libido is so high, so like. get ready to always be fuckin im so sorry
WHAT WERE WE?: before autumn left, she had something with your character. it was... an inkling. it was a ‘something maybe’. it was a ‘we’re just kids, fooling around, maybe in love’. and then she left. now what? do they pick up where they left off from? are there still any feelings even left?
A LONG TIME AGO, WE USED TO BE FRIENDS: nine years ago, autumn was shipped away from aston and sent to a boarding school. there was no goodbyes. no ‘until we meet again’. she was just gone. so what about the people she left behind? do they resent her? do they think she ditched them? let’s angst, or fluff it up!!!
ONE OF THE BOYS: autumn is a bit too in with the guys at times. she needs more girl friends. awesome girl friends. i love strong female friendships ??? i love female dynamics? give me everything. give me one soft spoken, do gooder, with autumns wild ass. give me a party ho, to go with autumns party ho ass. give me EVERY FEMALE DYNAMIC!!!
LAD: also give me every male friendships tbh ??? friends who flirt? friends who are like siblings. friends who are like parents. or an old married couple. a hate-ship. GIVE IT ALL.
REEL IT BACK: somebody to calm autumn down. the one person who autumn listens to and trusts above all else. even though she’s a wild card, this one person always has a certain effect and way of making autumn listen to them
MODEL GIRL, MATERIAL GIRL: autumn is a model now. she’s pretty famous, as she got her angel wings just last year from victoria secret. maybe a fan? tbh.. she’ll probably sleep with you though, im sorry. she don’t give a fuck
TAKE SHELTER: autumn is solely back in aston to escape from a very highly publicised breakup she’s having from an abusive ex. in a few months, she’ll have to go to court and testify. she’s pretending she’s fine and chill, but honestly, her ex was crazy. he was awful to her. maybe it’d be nice for someone to talk to her, and be like ‘hey its okay to not be okay’.
isabella had been torn on if she should even go to the bonfire or not, finally deciding why not? but after only a few hours, she found out that she was far more lightweight than she had originally thought and somehow, she managed to spill her drink down the front of her and knew she needed to change that. luckily, though, she had quite a few spare shirts tucked away in the tent she was assigned and because of it she headed back towards the tent, pulling off her shirt without a second thought due to the alcohol coursing through her veins. but the sound of crunching sand behind her caused her to turn around in almost a panic. “i-” she started, her head tilting to the side. “now this might look bad but i do have a reason to be here.” isabella continued, looking around the tend she was in. “i spilled my drink on my shirt and i- i needed a new shirt so i’m trying to find one of the spares i brought. but- now that i think about it, is this even my tent?”
“Hey girl, don’t apologise to me. Half the world has seen me wear less then you currently are.” Autumn said, with a wave of her hand, grinning widely. “Plus, you have awesome tits. Why not show what you got, right?” She held out her drink to the half undressed woman, always one to continue stirring the pot. Plus, the drunker people were, the better they usually became. In Autumn’s experience anyways. She even let out a wolf whistle, appreciative, because surely this now meant something more fun would happen tonight, at the carnival, rather then lame hot dog eating competitions. “Here, i have a spare crop you’d look cute in.” She was already holding up a hand, rummaging around behind her before producing a very slinky leopard print shirt. It showed a lot of cleavage. Autumn’s smile was absolutely devilish.
“I’m not interested in your fucking Jesus bullshit!” He yelled from the kitchen, upset a good bowl of cereal was being interrupted. Set eyes on the person in front of him, Harvey stood idle at the door and raised a brow. “Look, I’ll leave a message or whatever but neither of them are here and won’t be back for awhile…” He promptly assumed they’d be looking for someone, anyone other than him.
“I know i look bohemian or whatever, but i’ve never been mistaken for a disciple for Jesus, or whatever.” Autumn hummed aloud, looking down at herself blearily, before shrugging. “Thanks, but no message is necessary. That’d kinda defeat the purpose of a one night stand, don’t you think?” She couldn’t even remember much of last night, or which room mate he was talking about, but usually that made for a good story nonetheless. Autumn paused now. “Wait... You’re not the one i slept with, are you?” She double checked.
reggie groaned at the sound of his full name, gratefully taking the tequila bottle from autumn and taking a good sip; the bitter taste making him groan even more but in a good way. “never have i ever…” he paused as he though up of something, shrugging before speaking again. “never have i ever slept with a fan.” reggie grinned and turned his attention back towards autumn, raising an eyebrow at her as he genuinely did not know what her answer would be. the girl was the definition of ‘expect the unexpected’. “well?” he teased with his eyes, already handing over back the bottle of tequila to her.
she grinned at his groaning, amused by it, to say the least. as she pushed past him, walking into his place, she turned back around to face him. autumn shook her head at him, accusatory. “bullshit, you’ve never slept with a fan.” autumn refused to believe it, shaking her head at him even more insistently. “i call bullshit. take off an item of clothing. if the other person calls bullshit, then you gotta take an item of clothing off. i don’t make the rules.” she stated, holding up her hands in defence, her grin devious. “i’m a fan. and you’ve slept with me. so, bam, you’re wrong.” she took the tequila from him, taking a long sip and pulling a face at the burn. “i’m an equal-opportunity-sexer.” autumn laughed, handing the bottle back to him, as she thought. “never have i ever... written a song about a girl.”
“in that case, i’ll have two vodka sprites please.” gabi told the bartender with a smile, hopping up on one of the chairs at the bar. “um…i wrote a couple more chapters of my book today! i thought that was worthy of getting drunk because i’ve had writer’s block for a week.”
“Alcohol cures everything. Writer’s block, be gone!” Autumn said grandly, waving her hands around slightly. “But hey, Gab, that’s awesome. Get it, girl. For that, and that alone, i insist on getting the next round.” Or the next ten. Autumn was always a bit too frivolous with her money, but this time it truly did fall for a special occasion. She batted her eyelashes at Gabi, teasingly. “Am i in it?”
he couldn’t help but to give her a slight raise of his brow at her comment, leaning against the bar. “i was actually staring because you are gorgeous.. and because of that, i most certainly will buy you a drink.” nick replied with a smirk. “what would you like?”
“An honest man. I like those.” Autumn was grinning extra bright now, dimples coming out to play even, her head tilted in interest. “Scotch. Neat.” She said, eyes remaining on him. “And i’m glad you’re staring, because it gives me an excuse to stare. So please, stare away, handsome.”
Sebastian had actually be zoning out, looking at nothing to be honest. He smile though and shook his head. “Something tells me you don’t need another.”
“Incorrect sweetie. I’m always ready for another. What do you say?”
Sebastian smiled sheepishly and looked down at his drink. “I uh, well, If you’re gonna keep asking me questions like that, you’re gonna have to buy my next drink.”
“Questions about dimples are off the table? Noted.” She waved her hand, gesturing the bartender for another drink, grinning. “I like getting to know new people. Sue me. What should i ask then?”
autum’s grand entrance was eye-catching as always, reggie’s gaze turning to her; questioning yet amused. if there was anyone who knew how to have a good time it was autumn. “what do we have here.” reggie chuckled as he sat up and reached over for the bottle of tequila, quickly scanning the brand as he was quite picky when it came to what he drank. “you know that this’ll be a quick way to get you naked, right? no way you win at never-have-i-ever.”
She reached up, jewellery clanking together as she pressed a swift, cheeky kiss to the corner of his mouth. Autumn and Antisocial had been tied together far too many times to count. Whenever they were in the same city, somehow there were always rumours that Autumn was dating one of them. She pretended to be offended, letting out a small laugh. “I know the right questions to ask you, Reginald.” She countered, “You playing then, or what?” She was already reaching up, to uncap the lid, pushing for him to take the first sip. “Never have you ever...?” Autumn prompted.
“OKAY, now... 1, 2, 3- and LAUGH.” Autumn said under her breath, immediately laughing loud and throwing back a few of her braids as she did so. She could hear the familiar click of photographers, and a few reporters commenting on what a ‘cute couple’ her and River made. “Anyways, as i was saying. That girl by the bar. Red skirt. Very hot. She keeps eyeing you. You should send a drink over to her.”
“I’ve got alcohol, you’ve got cute lips. This equals a great night of strip-never-have-i-ever.” Autumn sing-songed, holding up a bottle of tequila, extending it out to Reggie with a grin.
“of course that’s why i’m staring!” gabi replied, already fairly drunk herself, but still sober enough to crave more of a buzz. “what will ya have?”
“And that’s why you’re my favourite.” Autumn replied, putting her arms up in a cheers. “Whatever you’re having. I wanna know everything about your day, pretty lady. You gotta have something interesting to share.”