'Til the bitter end

[gossip girl roleplay only. mature content. reader discretion advised.]

[tfr-memories]

Just outside of the city, Nick Vanderbilt snapped this photo while his roadtrip with Riley Carlisle was just beginning.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Yes, the rumors are true.

[talia-wentworth]

Good, you had me worried.

Now I remember why I’m friends with you.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

I'm glad I could remind you.  Not glad you had forgotten.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Talick

T: I hope you remember that, unless you want to get your dick chopped off and fed to you. And that'd be a shame.

T: Doesn't your cousin have a girlfriend? They're a good example of what I mean.

T: Either way, I know you guys'll have fun and even though this situation is completely fucked, you guys are good together.

N: Wow, we've progressed to threats.

N: Did she really do that to someone? She mentioned it, but I thought she was kidding.

N: Yeah, he does, but I haven't paid attention to them much. It's always diverted the adults' attention from us normal folk so I could sneak off and do something dastardly while people gushed over the couple. I don't know what the couple was doing to earn it.

N: You're the first person who's said that to me. But yeah, I do have fun with her. I'd like to back it up off the heavy stuff and get back to the fun parts, you know?

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Black

B: Not to me.

B: I think Claudia's more of an intimate, bedroom name, so I'd stick with Svetlana for the press release.

B: You know that I was actually making an innuendo, right? I'd rather be talking to Peter at this point.

B: Should I start planning her baby shower already?

N: Well a pin a rose, as the saying goes.

N: Done. I already Instagrammed Svetlana too so I like the continuity.

N: I must be off my game. I missed it. You wouldn't rather talk to Peter though; that isn't an innuendo, that's an insult and a blatant lie.

N: Bite your tongue, woman. Or better yet, have my cousin do it for you.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Chrick

C: Your name is on that trust, and that's what they're interested in. In a way, it's kind of your best interests. Apparently you can, newly-wed.

C: That wasn't rash, it was the best decision I've ever made for myself. Hmm, why don't you tell me, Mister-Run-Away-To-AC-With-A-Barely-Legal-To-Get-Hitched? Make sure you really know the chick you married other wise you'll get a rash.

C: Wow, protective of the wife, are we? Besides, she's not my type.

N: Nice twisting. Maybe you should go into PR.

N: That wasn't a product of fucking, that was a product of drinking my weight in Jack on date night.

N: I know her. I'm not going to get a rash from her.

N: No? She might actually have too much going on upstairs for you.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Talick

N: Thank God. Seriously, if it weren't worth keeping her for other reasons, that one would do it. We bypassed a lot of bullshit.

N: Door number two, Bob. We're thinking no sudden movements.

N: Yeah. Well I'm nothing if not a master of the obvious.

T: You speak of her like she's property, lol.

T: Hey, my kind of couple.

T: But please don't become one of those annoying couples to be around because that's no fun.

N: If you've met her, you'd know she'll do what she wants when she wants. She couldn't be mistaken for property even if I was one of those douchey assholes who treat women like that.

N: I don't spend time around couples so I don't know what kind you're speaking of exactly. I can promise you we'll never be annoying. I'm not sure how much time we're actually planning on spending together. Right now it's when we want to get drunk. Or go out of town. That's about it.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Yes, the rumors are true.

[talia-wentworth]

Don’t tell me you’ve grown sentimental with marriage, old man? {rolls her eyes} I guess I’d miss you too.

You seem to be a pro at that, so I’m sure you’ll be fine.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Who, me?  No, not so much.

Yeah, definitely.  Life's too short to be a drag.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Chrick

C: Very, very true. But you have to keep in consideration, they're only trying to help you. Of course, their help is only going to make things worse, but they have what they think are your best interests at heart. So don't do anything rash, man.

C: Well, how would I know? We're not down south, so I don't fuck your wife.

N: They don't give a shit about my best interests. They're interested in one thing, and it sure as hell isn't me. Or her. And if you think otherwise, maybe all the not-smart-ones you've brought home when options run short are getting to you. Can you actually fuck away brain cells?

N: Just out of curiosity, mister fake letterhead and school attendance, what are we considering 'rash' here? Not to be confused with /a/ rash because those are completely different issues.

N: Geography better not be the only reason you don't fuck her.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Yes, the rumors are true.

[talia-wentworth]

Oh, don’t move to Australia; I can’t make fun of you’re all the way over there.

But I’ve heard plenty of good things about Down Under, so I’m sure you’ll have plenty of fun over there if you do go.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Thus the basis of its appeal.  Well, okay.  Not just you.  I'd miss you.  Not this conversation, but in general.

That's exactly what I was thinking.  It wasn't my selection, but I'm making the best of it.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Talick

T: And luckily for you guys, you also missed out on the part where the family's there for the wedding.

T: It is fucking hilarious, because you're so screwed, lol. Do you have any idea on what you're going to do, or are you just going to roll with it?

T: Clearly.

N: Thank God. Seriously, if it weren't worth keeping her for other reasons, that one would do it. We bypassed a lot of bullshit.

N: Door number two, Bob. We're thinking no sudden movements.

N: Yeah. Well I'm nothing if not a master of the obvious.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Black

B: Not the case anymore. After this, you dropped behind Peter.

B: It would be, if we were in the sixteenth century.

B: You mean, aside from your own?

N: I'll rebound eventually. He's a pain in the ass.

N: Alright fine. Well I can call her Claudia the Junk Stabbing Whore or Svetlana the Russian Mail Order Bride. Which do you think would sound better in the official press release?

N: You know I'm not actually going into family law, right? I'd rather /be/ Peter.

N: Strike that, it creeped me out. I'm all out of sorts. This trip will be good, provided we don't do anything to trump the stupid.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Richolas

Riley: Well that didn't take very long. Not that I'm surprised. My phone has remained pretty quiet though.

Riley: Shhh that's what I meant. I'm high. Again, don't judge. I've been watching GSN all day in pajamas. It's amazing that I even recognize that there's a difference between Chain Reaction, Price is Right, Wheel of Fortune, and all the hundreds of other game shows that apparently exist that I knew nothing about.

Riley: Seriously, there's a WHOLE CHANNEL for game shows.

Riley: Passport locked and loaded. I tend to continent jump at the first mention of family time, so it's always handy.

Nick: Good. I'm fielding enough shit for the both of us.

Nick: Really? Not about being high, about the channel of game shows. That's it, I'm switching. I'm not high and I can tell you Naked and Afraid is total bullshit. I think I fell asleep on the remote and it was on when I woke up.

Nick: What's Chain Reaction?

Nick: I should have known. Alright, we're booked. Pull out your emergency supplies. I'll shake off the nap and grab you on my way to the airport. That work? Flight out is in four hours.

Nick: Considering it's break and I know you won't tell, I'll smoke with you before we go if you want. Just this once because you know how I'm an ass all the time, more when I'm drunk? Well there's a reason I don't get high. But for a long commercial flight it might be necessary.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Richolas

Riley: I'll take THAT showcase, Bob.

Riley: I'm watching Wheel of Fortune, don't judge me.

Riley: Yeah, scrap that plan. My forte has never been thinking things through.

Nick: It's better than what I'm watching. I was asleep until apparently GG decided to divulge. My phone blew up with ridicule and judgement.

Nick: You know the showcases are Price is Right, though, don't you? I just had to check because it seems important for some reason now.

Nick: I'll book us as soon as my phone can function. Are you good on the passport front or do I need to work something out? We haven't gone global yet.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Yes, the rumors are true.

[jason--walker]

You know, I had always wanted to visit the land down under. I even did some research on the place a few months back. Unfortunately, this research led me to several pictures of several spiders that happened to be several times my size. My mind was immediately changed.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

That's alright.  I never said I was moving alone -- maybe I'll just throw my travel companion at them for bait.

How the hell are you, man?  I haven't seen you since I vacated for law school.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Yes, the rumors are true.

I'm probably moving to Australia.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Chrick

C: Right.

C: Yeah, your account is totally freezing for that one.

C: It's totally a honeymoon. I was actually talking about Australia, but hey, tell me about the other down under too. I have to know what we're dealing with.

C: Depending on the day. Today, no.

N: Well they can freeze the money market but he doesn't have access to my investment ones. Benefit of being an adult. He wants me to do an ex post facto prenup. He got Claine involved. Can you imagine me telling her that making this any better?

N: It's pussy. I don't really feel like more details are necessary. There aren't surprises or cobwebs or power tools or anything like that.

N: Fabulous.

[nicholasvanderbilt]

Text || Talick

T: Weddings'll do that to you -- the whole planning process and the pressure during the whole ceremony, not to men-- Oh wait. You didn't do all that.

T: I may find this a bit amusing, in case you couldn't tell. Sorry.

T: Well, obviously. The Nick I know (half-sober Nick) would never get married.

N: Thank God we at least skipped that misery.

N: Amuse away. If it were someone else I'd think it was fucking hilarious.

N: Yeah apparently at some point between half sober and super drunk, the never line got a little blurry.