FRENCHY.

❝ now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled, but still the world is cruel. ❞

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pcper-fcntcsy​:

Maybe Frenchy sort of reminded Jo of their own siblings… Though it wasn’t as if any of them had ever listened to their advice on dating, probably for good reason. Jo had never dated around, nor would they ever start unless something disastrous happened. Especially not after seeing all their friend’s dating mishaps. “Let’s go… volunteer at a food kitchen!” The suggested, thinking of the least romantic activity they could think of after a failed date, “We’ll be helping out tons of people, and you won’t even be able to think about some dumb date! Now that’s a million dollar idea, eh?”

       "HEY, I mean... that's not a bad idea." frenchy said, shrugging with a small (and weak) smile. it definitely wasn't going out for a drink, or partying... but why not? it would definitely distract her! and, in the process, she would make someone's day. which, inevitably, would light up her own. "plus, it's a good reminder that there's worse things out there than boy troubles." ... that's true, but it doesn't make it hurt any less. ugh. she leaned to the side until her head was on her friend's shoulder, pouting a bit. "but... can we do it tomorrow? i kinda just wanna cry right now, and i don't wanna scare anyone with my running eyeliner."

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defyingrcvity​:

           ALIZ COULD NOT help but laugh when the girl said she was planning on staying away from boys from a long time. “ until a new cutie walks in and wipes you off your feet, huh ? “, she teased, lifting a brow as she moved her hand up and down frenchy’s upper arm in a comforting manner. after all, aliz had sworn to stay away from boys ( in an emotional way, at least ) and look at her… opening her heart to them slowly but surely. “ so… you really liked this guy a lot, didn’t you ? “, aliz wondered when her friend her heart needed time to mend. “ me ? oh – not a whole lot. just… work, work, work. “.

        "WELL, YEAH!" frenchy exclaimed in a 'duh' kind of manner, as if it were obvious. which it was, considering aliz just called her out on it. "but let's pretend for a little second that i'm gonna keep my 'no more boys' promise, otherwise i'm gonna feel very pathetic." she groaned, pressing her head further into the girl's shoulder, her lower lip sticking out in a pout. pft... 'i'm gonna feel very pathetic' ... as if she already doesn't! a whole hour waiting. a whole hour. "oh, that's not good... you need to make space for 'me time', sweetie." she mused, quickly turning her attention to her friend. "how about... we hang out tonight if you can? i need someone to stop me from doing something i'll regret to my hair, anyways." she has the tools for it, after all. and the dye.

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thctgolden​:

      “ i don’t have a heart, just a small glimmer of a soft side, ” kenickie responded with that same, cool ease as he was known for. he did have a heart, and a pretty big one at that, but he wouldn’t dare reveal that easily. however, frenchy was a good friend of his, and he felt oddly protective toward her. “ i’ll buy you one, and that’s only because i got a real big tip earlier. don’t think this is a regular thing. ” as he walked by her side, he rolled his eyes, though he couldn’t help the small hint of a smile on his brims. “ i won’t do shit ! i swear. honest. ”

       "RIGHT, RIGHT..." frenchy said in response, though her tone of voice and the expression on her face said 'i don't believe that one bit'. with a giggle (one a lot weaker than usual, but still genuine), she linked her arm with his and basically hugged herself to it as they walked. did she feel any better? no. but hey, free milkshake and friend time! if anything, it was gonna be a good distraction. "fine..." she said and, even if she was skeptical, pulled her phone out with her free hand to scroll through it until a pic was found. "but no violence. and no snarky comments!" after that was out of the way, she brought the screen up to kenickie's face.

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hxwboutadance​:

“Excellence. It tastes like excellence.” Sarah replied seriously, although it didn’t take long for a grin to spread on her face as she leapt from the couch to go dive into the freezer portion of her ice box. “But technically, excellence tastes like peanut butter ice cream with pretzel and brownie bits.” She read aloud from the back of the container as she brought it along with two spoons back to the couch. “The perfect combination to forget about dumb boys who clearly have no brain in that head of theirs.”

      "WAIT, REALLY?" she turned around and sat up on her knees, resting her crossed arms on the back of the couch, chin leaning against them as she followed sarah with her eyes. she thought something called 'netflix & chilll'd' would be a little more spicy, considering... well... whatever, doesn't matter! it sounds like an amazing combination, either way. with a squeak, she grabs the spoon, basically bouncing in her seat as she waited for sarah to open the container. "i mean, i'm clearly the one with no brains. otherwise i would've left in, like, the first 10 minutes. but... yeah." welp, someone's clearly still not 100% cheered up.

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freczeyourbrain​:

      “NO BUTS, BUTTS ARE FOR the boys who actually show up.” she said with a twist on the words, wiggling her fingers on the outstretched hand to her pink haired friend. as soon as the phone hit her palm, she grinned a devious little smile, “thank you!” she chirped, fingers already getting to work on investing the dude as she opened their texts, “first off, i need to see what this dumb ass looks like…” she hummed, finding the guy’s instagram from their shared links and looking through it with a creased brow, “really, french? really?” rizzo said with a click of her tongue, turning the phone towards her best friend to display the douche-baggy like photo, “total waste of time, you’re way out of his league.” and with that, she turned the phone back to herself, beginning to type up her message, “dear dicks for brains….” the raven haired beauty hummed, smiling to herself as her fingers began to tap the screen at a rapid pace.

     SHE WRINKLED her nose at that but giggled regardless, resting the back of her head on rizzo's lap as she watched her friend look through her phone (which was really a testament of how much she trusted her). not gonna lie, a part of her is a bit worried. whatever she comes up with is bound to put the put the fear of god into this guy, and cower at the thought of ever going near her! but the 'pink lady' side of her is very okay with it after what happened, so... not gonna stop her. "aw, come on! don't judge me. i mean, you like kenickie!" she said, scoffing and playfully rolling her eyes. 'like' wouldn't be the word her friend would use out loud, but... yeah. "dicks for brains? rizzo!" she blurted out before bursting into laughter, a hand coming up to press against her mouth to try and muffle it.

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littlebelotte​:

“There’s a world of women who feel the exact same way you do,” she let out a laugh, her head shaking from side to side. There had been good reason why she wasn’t in a long term relationship, but this wasn’t about her, this was about the girl before her. “Ah, well me too. Let’s find one of those instead, shall we?” The smile grew onto Fleur’s features, offering her a hand. “I think I know just the place to go.”

     "I'LL BELIEVE that." she said, gloomily shrugging her shoulders. she's heard more than enough stories from her clients, and she has a few of her own. that doesn't stop her from being absolutely hopeless, though. she sighed and, with a weak smile, reached out to grab fleur’s hand, pulling herself up and giving it a slight squeeze before letting go. "as long as they have strawberry ones, i'm sure i'll have a blast." a pause, and a wide-eyed look. "name's frenchy, by the way! oh my god, i'm so sorry. i can't believe i dumped all my drama on you before even introducing myself!"

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littlebelotte​:

She felt sorry for the girl, the ramblings only meant some form of heartbreak. Truth be told, Fleur had never been in her shoes. Her eyes had always been so focused on her career that she had never been swept away by any form of romance. But empathy still ran fluidly through her veins, enough for a small pout as she looked over towards her. “Men are absolutely dreadful,” Fleur reasoned, a small laugh coming from her lips. “And terribly ungrateful. I’m sorry that anyone would leave you high and dry, darling.” Lips pursed together, head tilting to the side. “Maybe I could get you a coffee or something? Lighten up the mood with a little friendly conversation?”

   "AMEN TO that!" frenchy exclaimed from her place on the couch, voicing that she agreed with her. men were dreadful and ungrateful (hey, that kinda rhymes!). okay, well, not all. but this one? definitely. he hadn't even texted her since then, which really drove the point home. she lifted her head a bit, tempted to say no. but if she says no, she's just gonna stay and wallow. It's better to distract herself. "i'm more of a milkshake kind of girl, but sure." she said, willing herself to laugh. with a pout, she reached towards the other. "help me up?"

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defyingrcvity​:

          WHEN THE GIRL asked for a raincheck on aliz’s offer, the woman nodded and smiled. “ of course – whenever the time is right for you. “, she reassured, hand move up and down frenchy’s arm in a comforting manner. aliz knew a lot of people, surely she would be able to find someone who would suit frenchy. besides, the fact that the girl asked for some more time would actually work in her advantage – that meant she would have more time to find the perfect date for her friend. “ you know i would not ask for anything in return. it’s what friends do for one another. “.

   THE GIRL kept her head again aliz's shoulder in a dejected sort of manner, but there was a smile on her face now. small and pretty weak, but... progress. at least it was sincere, which is what matters. "i think i'm gonna stay away from boys for a long time." she murmured, reaching out to idly fiddle with a few strands of the other's hair. "like, a really long time. until my heart mends, that is."  a pause, and a shake of her head. "enough whining. what's going on in your life?"

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freczeyourbrain​:

       “EXCUSE ME, pause, rewind, some dick for brains stood you up?” rizzo asked with a raise of a brow, a flash of anger appearing in her eyes before she shook her head, “that is absolutely unacceptable, give me your phone, now.” and she extended a hand, palm up as she wiggled red manicured fingers while waiting. “nobody stands my frenchie up and gets away with it, i’m about to end this mans whole life.” she explained with a roll of her eyes, rizzo had always been rather protective of the pink haired girl, ever since they were young and the two crossed paths she saw something special in her. sure, frenchy could be a bit soft around the edges, but she had this drive about her that rizzo had always admired and for that she was her biggest supporter. “i bet he wasn’t even all that to begin with.”

      "WELL, YEAH, BUT..." she was about to give out an excuse to defend him, but decided to cut herself off, sighing. she fiddled with her phone, hesitant to hand it over (because whatever rizzo had in mind couldn’t be nice!). she ends up doing it anyways, though. frenchy would be lying if she were to say she doesn't want to throw a bit of retaliation his way (but like... just a bit). after placing it on her friend's palm, she shifts on the couch so she has her back to her before leaning all the way back, placing her head on her lap and looking up at her. "he's the last one i texted, by the way." she pointed out so she'd have an easy time finding him, a smile curling on her lips.

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hxwboutadance​:

Sarah loved Frenchy dearly. The girl had a heart of gold, who wouldn’t? But Sarah sometimes felt a little lost whenever she was called to these sort of gab sessions as she was absolutely clueless about the inner machinations of the male mind and thus helpless to poor Frenchy. “Yeah, well…at least you know not to call him.” Sarah reminded her, giving her a gentle pat on the back. “Do you want ice cream? I just got a whole bunch from the grocery store. There’s this new flavor called Netflix and Chill’d and it’s amazing.”

      "I GUESS SO..." frenchy murmured, dejectedly, her lower lip sticking out in a pout. she'll get over it, but it still hurts! she thought this was it. IT. her attention is set somewhere else, though, at the offer of ice cream. and... yeah, the name of it gets a giggle out of her. she's still lying on the couch and she has no plans of getting up, but... she laughed. that's something. that's progress. "wait, are you for real?" she asked, genuinely curious. "is that the actual title?" a pause, and a squint of her eyes. "what does netfix and chill even taste like?!"

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stvrcrcssed​:

chino was a bit of an avoider, so when he saw frenchie, he tried his best to get away before it was too late.  unfortunately for him, he got wrapped up in talking with her and somehow ended up at her place.  chino was never good with exes and now she was talking about a date.  was she trying to make him jealous?  he wasn’t sure but he was sure that this couldn’t get much worse.  “sounds like a dick.”  he wasn’t really one to talk though, knowing the two didn’t end things well.  “want me to handle him?,” the shark joked a little, lightly punching one hand into the palm of the other.

      "NO, I DON'T WANT YOU TO 'HANDLE HIM'!" frenchy quickly exclaimed, giving him a 'scolding' look, her lips quirking up into a bit of an amused smile. though, after a moment, that faded and she lowered her head --- sighing and going back to fiddling with her bracelet. she can act like they're buddies having a normal conversation all she wants, but no one can deny how AWKWARD this situation is. "i'm sorry. i don't know why I'm telling you all this." she admitted, shrugging in a defeated manner. "hearing me ramble about my dating problems probably wasn't how you wanted to spend your day."

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pcper-fcntcsy​:

Jo could almost laugh at Frenchy’s backtracking if it didn’t sound all-too-similar to their sibling’s guy troubles back home. Why did people even bother dating? Jo was of the opinion that you were the only person who could make yourself happy in life, not anyone else. And certainly not if you were gonna spend all your time hoping for a guy to show up when he clearly wasn’t… “Or maybe, he’s a dick and you could’ve spent that time finding your next Hot Boy of the Month,” Jo punched (lightly) at Frenchy’s arm, trying to get the pink hired cutie to buck up, “Come on, I’ll betcha a million dollars we can find something for you to do tonight that doesn’t involve boys at all.”

       SHE MAKES AN 'OW!' SOUND at the punch, and reaches out to rub the spot on her arm, giving her friend a pout (it was obvious that it was playful and all in good fun, though). she would try to defend the guy again, but jo's right. why bother? it's not like she's gonna give him another chance after this (at least not without feeling stupid in the process). she's just gona spend some time wallowing, and staying VERY away from boys. for a while, anyways. so... the offer sounds pretty tempting. "oh, yeah?" she asked, finally throwing a genuine smile their way. "like what?" a pause before she points at them with her index finger. "remember... there's a million dollars on the line if you get it wrong!"

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thctgolden​:

       “ nah. i was just messing. ” he had this thing with french where he simply couldn’t do anything to upset her. partly because if he upset her, the prospect of rizzo’s reaction was not a pretty sight, partly because he couldn’t deal with the puppy dog eyes she’d perfected over the years. she’d perfected how to get him wrapped around her finger without even realising. “ you want a milkshake or some shit ? ” because that was usually the best distraction when it came to making sure she was content. “ and you can tell me all about this asswipe who didn’t rock up. hey, show me a photo ? ”

      SHE WASN'T EXACTLY TRYING TO get anything with the puppy eyes. this time around, they were a real reaction (he insulted her hair, after all!). but, hey, she won't complain or turn down a milkshake! she goes from 'sad face' to a tiny smile and, in a second, she's shooting up from her seat, walking over to him and wrapping her arm around him in a tight hug. "aw, kenickie, you do have a heart!" she teased, before pulling back and raising an eyebrow. "... you're paying, right?" ... is she joking there? who knows! "i'm not showing you a pic unless you promise me no violence will happen if you happen to see his face in the street."

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defyingrcvity​:

            “ I USUALLY GO with men are pigs, but i like yours better. “, aliz replied with a single nod, lower lip jotted out in an impressed manner. “ men are the ameobas on fleas on rats. that truly is one to remember, frenchy. “, she told her hairdresser, hoping to lift the girl’s spirits a bit. frenchy had been there for her through a lot of rants about men and how idiotic they are ( the disadvantage of being a hairdresser, perhaps ? ) so it was only fair to return the favor. “ clearly, he was a fool if he let you go. look at you – you’re adorable. such a catch. you deserve way better than a dog like that. “, aliz reminded the girl, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “ you should let me set you up. i might know a guy or two who could be suited for you. and i promise you, they’re no amoebas. “.

"... yeah, well, it's accurate..." frenchy said, tilting her head to the side until it was resting on aliz's shoulder when the other wrapped an arm around her, immediately accepting the comfort. at the offer, her lips parted, ready to talk when she worked out her answer. should she say yes? she wants to say yes. but she's feeling down on herself now, so... maybe she should wait on that. so she ends up shaking her head instead. "raincheck on that?" she said, attempting to smile. "you set me up, and i do your hair for free. sounds like a great deal, honestly."

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pcper-fcntcsy​:

Jo wasn’t sure where this outburst from little Frenchy cme from, but they did not exactly disagree… Only the whole ‘not all men’ thing came up in Jo’s mind but no - this guy who stood Frenchy up could definitely be called an amoeba on a flea on a rat. “Psh, that’s why you never wait an hour,” Jo spoke as if they had any dating experience at all. They may not have dated much, but they were more than used to their own sibling’s romantic troubles being the hot gossip of their family, “Ditch the guy, block his number, unfollow him on everything. That’s what I would do.”

"yeah, well... i was hoping he was stuck in traffic or something..." clearly not! she grabbed one of the nearest pillows and held it close to her chest (VERY tightly) as she laid on the couch, head slightly lifted so she could look at jo, her bottom lip sticking out in a pout. "you think?" that would be the logical thing to do. but also... "i don't know. maybe i’m misjudging him." she said, letting her head fall back. “he probably has a reason.” ... okay, considering that the guy hasn't even texted her yet, she feels dumb even saying that. she just thought it was the real deal.

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thctgolden​:

       “ oh french, ” kenickie moaned loudly, obnoxiously so, as one large hand flew up to clutch at his heart in a dramatic motion. his slender, tall frame collapsed against the wall behind him as he did so. “ ouch, you cut me real deep. ” sarcasm dripped from his tone, a matching grin appearing on his lips now. frenchy would be used to his ways by now. however, he now leaned his shoulder against the wall, his hands burying into the pockets of his leather jacket. “ what happened, huh ? do you want me to go have a word with the jackass, or d’ya think your hair looked like a traffic light from a distance ? ” he jested, extending an arm, then a finger, to prod at her arm. 

she brought that on herself. coming to kenickie with emotional matters was the worst idea ever. he doesn't do emotions. but, to be fair, nobody else was available. and he's a sort of friend (at least she considers him one, who knows if he reciprocates!). "i spent an hour sitting by myself waiting and he never showed up. that's what happened." she murmured in response, shaking her head when he asked if she wanted him to have a word with him. she knew what that meant, so... no. NOPE. after smacking his hand away, she reached up to touch pink strands of hair when he commented on it, self-consciously. "... does it, really?" nice going! she's already susceptible!

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"men are rats!" frenchy huffed, letting herself fall back on the couch. "no, they're fleas on rats." she corrected herself before she was hit with something better. "worse than that! they're amoebas on fleas on rats. i mean, they're too low for even the dogs to bite." okay, that should be enough. it feels like a good line. no need to keep messing around with it, as moody as she is. after a moment of scowling, her shoulders slumped and her face shifted into a pout. somebody didn't have good luck with her date. "can you believe the guy didn't even show up? i ended up sitting all by myself out there for an hour. an hour. no text, no anything."

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