but really, who the hell cares

monet jones | 21 | transcendent

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ofchxnnh‌:

“i mean, lame, disappointing, horrible…” was the best she could come up with. with a sigh, “but you’re right, whack is probably the best word choice. what if it’s one of those placebo parties you always hear about? do people actually do that?” just rambling at this point.

“Right-o.” Monet nodded, though she may have been biased seeing as she was a lover of a variety of words in the dictionary. “Not sure, but I wouldn’t put it past this group of people.” She replied with a short shrug of her shoulders.

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sisixlewis‌:

siona smirked. she crossed her arms and leaned against the table watching the other person down the drink and go back to the party. “he can’t be human…” she said once the student had left.  that was the only reason she could come up with as to how someone could drink the liquid without wincing. she nodded at the other girls comment.  siona glanced around the party and took in the scene unfolding around her. it seemed like the longer she was here, the less fun she was starting to have. “im siona by the way. ” she turned to the unfamiliar girl and extended her arm.

“No he cannot, and kind of trash.” Monet mused as she watched the random guy run off. She wasn’t planning on staying much longer, nothing about the whole place wanting to keep her around or peaking her interest. “Monet, hey.” She said, cringing at herself for rhyming.

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macecoops‌:

“please, it’s not like we drink top shelf stuff. or it’s not like i drink the top shelf stuff. i don’t know what you do when you’re not around me.” he continued to mix a drink from the random bottles before finally holding a cup up to her, “taste this.” he said, watching her. he followed his gaze out to the party goers and laughed, “you’re not wrong.”

“Listen, you should know I’m all about the top shelf stuff. I am the top shelf stuff.” She countered with a small raise of her brow, a hint of a smirk on her lips as she brought the cup to them. “Oh God I’m worried,” the brunette sighed before taking a sip. “Nope.” She made a face and pulled the cup away, licking her red lips with ease.

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lorclai‌:

PARTIES WERE NEVER lorelai’s scene - frat parties even less so. loud, over-the-top music, strangers trying to cop a feel with anything that moves; the thought of it all made her want to roll her eyes. she was only there to track down one of her group members who refused to reply to any of the group’s messages. with the project due in a little under a week, she needed his part to look over. with a tired and oh-so-done-with-it expression to match her mentality, lorelai was just about ready to give up on this search when she stumbled upon three guys engaging in a stand-off. to her left, she heard a remark she could agree with.     “ very wack, ”     she said with disdain.     “ what is this, the wild west? i have an group assignment due in five days and julian over there’s about to get knocked out, leaving me down a member. ”

Monet couldn’t help but zone out for a moment before her eyes flickered back to the girl beside her who she hadn’t even realized was standing there until just then. “Kind of one of the only amusing things happening tonight, might just keep watching to see where this goes.” She said with a small nod before turning back to the guys at a standoff.

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ofchxnnh‌:

sure, hannah loved going to parties, but this one was just…weird to say the least. why did she take that persons advice? everything was hyped up way too much and she just needed out. grabbing a drink to chug it before bouncing, hopefully to get some kind of buzz, she couldn’t help but agree with monet that was right next to her. “not the word i’d use, but totally.”

She was silent for a few moments, not really looking to socialize but figuring she might as well just say whatever. “What word would you use then?” She asked the girl, eyes glancing sideways at her.

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macecoops‌:

“a chick from class? i’m proud of you, nomad, you’re socialising.” he gushed, looking down at her, “never thought I’d see the day.” he grabbed her arm and dragged her over to the drinks, “I mean, can’t really complain about free alcohol, right?” he grabbed a cup and began to fill it, glancing around, “i mean you’re not wrong. there’d probably be a domino effect of these douchebags creaming their pants.” he said, shuddering. “you’re doing us all a favour.”

“Oh you know, gotta branch out eventually.” She replied with a playful roll of her eyes as she groaned when she was dragged. “I can when the quality is absolute trash.” Monet pulled herself up onto the counter and looked down at Mason, her eyes briefly scanning the rest of the room of not so eligible bachelors. “Nobody in here is worthy anyway.” She shrugged, biting her lower lip out of habit as her eyes wandered once more.

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jxrdyns‌:

           jordyn  had  this  keen  sense  of  finding  herself  at  whatever  party  was  going  on  around  campus.  her  body  just  drifted  towards  the  sound  of  a  loud  bass  &&  the  reek  of  spilled  beer  &&  cheap  alcohol.  she  found  it  to  be  a  very  useful  skill.  grabbing  her  own  drink  ,  she  pointed  at  the  cup  in  monet’s  hand.   ❝  that’s  why  you  keep  drinking  until  you  start  having  fun  ,  or  pass  out.   ❞  her  own  cup  meeting  her  lips  for  a  gulp  of  the  unknown  liquid. 

Monet glanced over at the girl for just a moment before her eyes flickered back to the party. “Normally that sounds fine--actually no, it doesn’t. Quality over quantity when it comes to my alcohol.”

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sisixlewis‌:

siona sighed and got up from her place on the couch. she was actually quite comfortable, that is until the couple that had started making out next to her decided to sit a little too close to her for her liking. if she was being honest, siona was still recovering from the latest thrill she had to complete. she needed a distraction and when the invitation to the party had come up, she thought, why not. she walked into the kitchen and poured herself something to drink. she turned her head when she heard the other girl speak up. “you’re telling me. i’m out her trying to keep my eyes open.” siona raised the cup to her lips and scowled at the taste. “ugh. what even is this?”

“It’s what I feel like vomit, would taste like--or something like that.” Monet handed the cup to a random passerby who gave it a once over before downing it and dancing up on someone else. It was interesting to watch, as in there wasn’t anything else to watch so here she was. “I think I’ll give it a moment before I head out.”

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ophelivs‌:

even after a year of being a student on campus, lia still got lost at least once a week. the loud music and the smell of cheap beer told her that she stumbled straight into a frat party. “whack– that’s gonna be my word of the week.” in lieu of a greeting, she leaned down towards the cup monet was holding, “what on earth is that?” she questioned as she pulled a slightly disgusted face, standing up straight again.

“It’s a good word, hardly ever used anymore.” She mused, her eyes scanning over the crowds of students pressed up against one another. She put her own cup to her lips before making a face and setting it aside. “It’s trash is what it is.”

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arjoncs‌:

“Too cool for a frat party?”, she asked the girl next to her. Cassandra watched the people around her, looking from the outside that really looked whack, but she was too biased to say anything. After all a few minutes ago she was there too, dancing, laughing and doing body shots on strangers. Now sitting in a corner, trying to catch her breath and forget the pain these heels provided, she wondered if this was how people saw her. 

“Right-o.” Monet replied simply in a very Grinch-like fashion. She couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at the whole thing though, finding at least some sort of amusement in it all. “That’s just me though, if other people enjoy it that’s cool too, I just don’t care enough.” She said with a simple shrug.

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macecoops‌:

he rested his arm on her shoulder, effectively leaning against her, “disgusting? you’re revolting.” he mocked, making a face at her, “eh, some guy from class. i didn’t want to come though. who’d you come with?” he asked, glancing around for signs of a drink he could swipe from someone, “maybe you’d be less bitter about the dry grinding if you did a bit of dry grinding yourself.” he suggested, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Damn right.” She replied with a nod and small smirk, leaning against the wall beside the door to at least be slightly more comfortable. Monet listened to his reply for a moment before pursing her lips and nodding. “I was supposed to meet some chick from class but she couldn’t make it so..here I am.” She shrugged before raising a brow herself. “I don’t think these little boys could contain themselves if I did that.” She chuckled softly, running her fingers through her thick curls. “Hard pass.”

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macecoops‌:

the sound of pop music and smell of cheap beer was particularly frustrating for mason that evening. somehow, he’d been convinced to come out, despite his extremely adamant arguing about how he was exhausted and could not be bothered socialising let alone attending a full on frat party. he drank deeply from his cup and glanced around at the unfamiliar faces, groaning a little at his choices. that was until he spotted monet walking around with just about the exact same facial expression on her face that had been on his only seconds prior. with a wide grin he walked over and tossed his cup aside, “well well well. didn’t know this was your scene. might have to rethink the whole friendship thing.”

Monet’s brows rose at the sight and voice of Mason, quite possible one of the few people she’d actually bare talking with. “Could say the same about you, I’m quite disgusting.” She said with a hint of a smile as she crossed her arms over her chest. “So then, who made you come out hm?” She asked a bit curiously, eyes glancing around the room once more before they fell back on her friend. “If I see another pair of horny ass kids dry grinding I’m gonna lose my goddamn mind.”

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“This is some straight up nonsense, these people don’t know how to drink--or listen to some decent music.” Monet eyed the room for a moment before heading another room of the party blaring in some godforsaken frat hall. She’d agreed to meet someone from her class and figured there was nothing better to do, though she soon realized it was a mistake when her classmate texted her that she couldn’t make it. At that point she grabbed a drink and was about to head out when she was caught off guard. “This is whack.”