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— l e g a l l y b l o n d e s

“ya think?” tris did a little twirl and glanced in her mirror that still sat on the floor. she hadn’t gotten around to hanging it up yet. “shoe suggestions? that aren’t heels?” she turned raising a brow. “because i’m just about ready to tear up the night with my party friend in tow.”

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆HAZY BLUE EYES watched her friends slim body spin, showing off the dress that complimented her model-esque frame perfectly. “Oh wow ruin the moment for me babe,” teased the blonde. Looking at a pair of ankle boots that had a very slight heel on them but nothing ankle breaking. “What about these?” she suggested, picking them up and handing them over. “But now I’m gonna be like 4 inches taller than you and photos are gonna be hard.” joked the singer.

#c #tris

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“i’ll let you know.” tris raised her eyebrows and smirked.

“oh please, you’re always the jaw and panty dropper. i’m just a good party.” she laughed, feeling lighter and feeling good again. “alright, alright. i’ll wear it. pick me out some shoes. no heels.” she added slipping off her sweatpants and pulling the dress over her tiny frame.

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆SHE ROLLED HER eyes and lifted the dress up to hand it over to her, smiling bright as she pulled the short dress over her petite body. Clapping her hands at the sight before her, “fuck me up, you look so good,” she said instantly as her friends body was hugged by the material.

#c #tris

— l e g a l l y b l o n d e s

“it’s legal, but you know i’m not much of the marrying type. if the offer is still on the table in ten years thought let me know.” tris nodded, kicking a pair of tennis shoes out of the way as she made her way into the bathroom.

once in front of the mirror with the door closed, tris let out a small sigh. she could do this, she could have fun. she just…needed a little help. reaching into her drawer she pulled out a little baggy of her favorite powder. instantly she could feel her mood lighten and she hadn’t even gotten to the best part yet. there was a key that sat in the drawer that she preferred to used and settled the white powder at the end before snorting it, she took a second before following it again and finishing up. thank god for this and courtney.

“alright, what did you pick out for me?” she asked, a little hesitantly after she packed up her shit and made her way back to the bedroom. “uh…” her usual self would have gone for the jeans, but part of her was curious about the little black dress. “i haven’t worn that dress…ever i think.”

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆PEEKING OVER HER shoulder she nodded her head, “Girl if in 10 years I’m married and you wanna get on it i’ll divorce and remarry you,” joked the blonde. A light heart laugh echoing in the room.

She set out the clothing and began to pair different shoe ideas with the outfits, glancing to the singer as she reentered the room. A devious smirk on her lips as she became drawn to the dress laid out on her bed. “Well maybe it’s time to let the damn dress see some light,” she said before taking a seat on her friends bed. “You know you’re gonna look hot as fuck right? May as well make the crowds drop to their knees.”

#c #tris

— t i l l y

“ thanks me too i didn’t actually think i’d live this long so um…i try to just think that like every day above ground is a good day.” with a shrug of her shoulder she nibbled on her nails, it wasn’t as if these were new revelations. there was a time when the blonde was the only person in the world matilda felt comfortable opening up to about all of the things in her head but as soon as she agreed to smoke a giant grin spread across her face. picking up her stoner kit to grab the joint she’d rolled before the girl arrived handing it to her. “ here ya go bean. ”

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆THE ONE THING no one would notice that they had in common was their struggle in life. Their emotional insecurities and how they weren’t as confident as they made out to be. “True,” she hummed lightly. “I mean at this point, even with how many people hate me, I guess I’m lucky to even be here,” she chuckled as if it were a joke. Her eyes lighting up once the joint was handed over to her. A sigh of relief as she took the j from her friend, “light?” she asked softly placing the end of the blunt between her lips.

#c #matilda

— t i l l y

“ erm - ” frowning she ran a finger across her eyebrow trying to figure out how to answer that question. “ i don’t know i’ve been sort of…all over the place. some days i’m really good and i finally feel like safe you know ? like okay now i can breathe because it’s all over and they can never come back but sometimes i feel so bad because i left my mom with him and i knew what he could do… i mean i - i didn’t think he’d kill her…then again i don’t think he did either… it’s weird i feel very weird but my therapist says i’ve made a lot of progress so i guess there’s that. ” shrugging she plopped down on the couch crossing her legs before asking, “ do you wanna smoke or um we could eat or watch a movie ? ”

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆SHE NODDED HER head, Matilda was more honest than her in that moment. Courtney had no idea how to express how she has been feeling, so like she did with everyone (including herself) she just forced an image of ‘good’ upon her blank canvas. “I’m proud of you, like, for the progress...you’ve come really far,” she said gently following her into the room. Sitting down beside her friend before nodding eagerly. Anything to take her edge off was highly needed. “Yeah I’m down to smoke.”

#c #matilda

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“not, scary scary. but like stevie nicks, ya know? an enigma kind of scary.” tris explained, moving to open her closet where most of the clothes rested on the floor. she was always too lazy and too “busy” to clean up after herself. but that honestly wasn’t a shock.

she kicked through the clothing, shrugging as if indifferent to the whole ordeal. “listen, i gotta go to the bathroom, and uh…take care of a few things. but you need to definitely have something picked out by the time i get back.”

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆TILTING HER HEAD to the side she nodded her head instantly, “okay but stevie nicks is the love of my life so if we’re going with that we’re getting married,” chuckled the singer flashing Tris a teasing and yet cheeky smile. Bright, ocean blue eyes scanned the mess of her friends closet before turning to face her and nodding slowly in return. “For sure, have fun?” she replied with a slight shrug. Courtney flicking through the different items of clothing and picking out a few different outfit ideas for the fellow singer to choose from. Ones more casual and jeans based and others sitting around a little black dress. Waiting for Tris to make her way back into the bedroom.

#c #tris

📲 courtney >>triscuit

trista: sick

trista: this is y we're friends

courtney: pft as if you didn't already know this

#txt #tris

📲 courtney >>triscuit

trista: that's cool fam

trista: idk what im doing after this album so

trista: all the more power to ya

trista: wanna go out again?

courtney: lmfao hell yeah i do

#i think so??#if not and i fucked up i'm so sorry i'm trash lmfao #txt #tris

— t i l l y

she didn’t speak she just more or less fell into courtney’s arms damn near suffocating her because she was squeezing so tight. “ hi ! thanks for coming. ” she mumbled softly finally moving so that she could come inside. “ um…how have you been ? ”

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆THAT IMMEDIATE AFFECTION was not expected, nor was it something she was used to. So after a moment of realisation it was out of love and absence those thin arms laced around her friends body in return. Holding her tightly out of comfort and need for love. “it’s not problem,” she hummed in nonchalance before walking into the girls home, a soft smile lingering. “I’m good, I’m alright...how are you though?”

#c #matilda

📲 courtney >>triscuit

trista: do ya like it?

trista: the new shit you're doing?

courtney: i do i think it's fun

courtney: but the album isnt entirely like that

#txt #tris

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@ohcourtsummers !

matilda and courtney had a very…complicated relationship you could say. on the one hand there were moments when she couldn’t stand to be in her presence, moments where just breathing the same air as her made her want to shove the blonde off of a tall building but there were moments when she was the best friend matilda always wanted her to be. though there were times when she wanted to cut her off completely matilda didn’t open up to people easily and she had a familiarity and comfort around courtney that she couldn’t shake. it was so common to see the two together that when she sent a text to her doorman telling him the blonde would be showing up soon sully didn’t even ask if she needed to be let in he just sent back a smiley face emoji. pulling a crumpled tee shirt over her head so she’d at least be half covered when courtney arrived in the meantime she lit a joint and enjoyed the feeling of watching the smoke swirl and disappear as a gentile haze rolled over her.

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆HOT AND COLD was easily how the pair got on, it seemed as though one minute they were basking in the glory of each others highs and the next the mere sight of each other caused a sickly feeling in the pit of her stomach. Pulling up in her Uber out front she cautiously made her way towards the lobby of the complex, smiling at the door man who was aware of her arrival. A slight wave of acknowledgement before making her way to the front door of Matildas place, knocking gently as she waited for the arrival of the dark haired singer. A nervous energy took over her, a sense of sick in her stomach. She had been in the process of losing so many people in her life rapidly, not by choice, and the simple thought someone wanted to hang out with her was a completely foreign concept. A soft smile appeared on tight lips once she saw Matilda, “Hey,” her voice soft.