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━━ 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 💌 ft. @planeteli
> hey , hey how’s my favourite chef doing ? > your biggest fan misses you > and when i say fan , you better know that i’m not talking about myself , but rather fran
> not too bad , it’s too beautiful of a day out for me to be feeling shitty > don’t go all coy on me now , i know you love my cooking almost as much as she does > do you guys wanna come over ? i’m about to make lunch anyways so take advantage while you can
JAN LUIS CASTELLANOS via Instagram
꙳ 001. * . 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 : 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘯 .
harlow was on the prowl for the nearest bathroom . unfortunately , she was either entirely unfamiliar with this house or much too drunk to piece together simple directions . the guy stepping toward her was in her mind an absolute blessing . finally , someone who could piece together a semblance of map to the bathroom “ like , “ pausing to give him a drunken smile , “ directly upstairs or are their twists and turns because if that’s the case i’m a lost cause , “ she laughed , an almost bratty pout forming on her features . her brows quirked up at his words , “ you don’t know what you just signed up for , i have every intention on getting right back up on the saddle , “ her head cocking slightly to the side at her own words . “ come with , “ she giggled , taking a hold of the man's arm as she made her way up the stairs , a woman truly on a mission .
the girl didn’t even have to open her mouth for elliot to know she was definitely drunk at the very least, “it’s the first door on the right, there might be some twists and turns but that’d probably only be because you’re dizzy” he teased, moving to raise his can to his mouth before he felt the girl latch onto his arm. “damn, at least take me on a date first” he chuckles, but lets her hold onto him while he leads them towards the bathroom. he made sure to keep close to her as he walked her through the small crowd of people forming by the stairs, stopping at the bottom to look down at her and then back up the stairs. “you think you’ll be able to make it up the stairs without falling on your ass or do i have to carry you up there?” he only asks because he himself has drunkenly fallen both up and down those stairs on a similar mission to the bathroom one too many times. “come on, you gotta hurry up because i requested a song and i think it’s gonna come on within the next two so if you want me to join you on the saddle we gotta do it then.”
* elliott & giovanni :
a soft grunt slips past his lips when elliot shoves him , and it’s followed by a loud laugh . “ sure , yea … if that makes you FEEL better . ” they never should’ve played this game , now giovanni’s giant ego was somehow even more inflated than usual . he’s reveling in his win , and it’s obvious by the way he’s beaming — wicked grin etched onto his features . “ it’s not like we were actually on the ICE , dude … wanna give it a go ? i’ll kick your ass out there too . ” his words are accompanied with a scoff as they escape him . gio’s half joking … he’d go easy on him if he ever agreed to it . he finally pushes himself UP from his chair to trail behind eli on the way to the kitchen . “ stop with the canadian slander ! i don’t just eat poutine , y’know — maple syrup’s also on the table . ” he jests , slapping his hands down onto the counter . “ can you make TAQUITOS , or is that not fancy enough for you , mr. top chef ? ”
“what? and risk you knocking half my teeth out with a hockey puck? fuck no, this face is the money maker” he jokingly checks himself out in his reflection on the microwave as he hears gio’s footsteps approaching into the kitchen. “you’re like a walking advertisement for every single canadian stereotype there is… except for the overly-nice part, that’s the only thing that sets you out from the rest” he flashes gio a condescending smile before as he turns back to the fridge to get all the things he’ll need to make gio’s victory meal. “the beauty of taquitos is their simplicity, wonderful selection mr.narciso” he does that last part in a terrible british accent to try to sound like one of those high class waiters. “dude,” he begins to organize the ingredients as he speaks. “i met this girl at the club the other day, pretty sure you dated her at one point - - ember mallon? how the fuck did you fumble her bro, i don’t think i’ve ever seen a girl as hot as her in my life”
* 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑡 ,
when she noticed the other getting next to her , she let out a chuckle . ember had noticed him cheking her out so when he decided to make his move , it was no surprise for the influencer . as soon as ember finished talking with the bartender , she turned to the other , looking him up and down not caring about being subtle . ❛ my friends wouldn’t mind , me on the other hand , ❜ said , throwing her hair back . ❛ not sure if you’re really confident or just cocky , ❜ taking a sip of her vodka soda , ember stared at his outstretched hand for a moment . he was handsome so she would definitely give him a chance but she liked the suspense , it was good to keep hot guys on their toes . ❛ luckily for you , it's kinda hot , ❜ she said , taking his hand .
the grin on elliot’s face didn’t falter for one second until her hand found it’s way into his, “i try to walk the line between both, seems to always work in my favor that way” he said. with his drink in one hand and hers in the other elliot led them both back to the dance floor, his hand letting go of hers and finding a place on the small of her back as he moved with the music. “i’m elliot by the way, i’m pretty sure we follow each other on instagram” as he spoke, he lowered his head closer to her ear so she could hear him better ( and also in an attempt to lessen the space between them, but she didn’t need to know that ). “i should’ve known you’d be just as gorgeous in person as you are on the screen” he pulled away from her, raising his glass to his lips and taking a sip before placing it down on the first table he could reach. now that both of his hands were free, he slowly moved his hand that was on her back over to her waist as the other dropped into the same position on the other side. “ you have any plans after this?”
blmbrg:
she isn’t sure what to do — one moment , she’d been standing next to eli watching the ingredients whirl around together in the blender , the next she standing stunned , cold blended fruit dripping off her eyelashes . “ what the fuck , ” she laughs , the stunned reaction finally subsiding in place of an equally raucous laugh as eli . “ i thought you were a professional ! ” she’s taken the towel from him , swiping acai from her arms , lightly tapping the cloth against her face . “ wait ‘til the food network gets ahold of this … i’m just saying , bobby flay would’ve NEVER let this happen , ” she muses , raising a brow at him with a serious face . she tosses the cloth into the sink & nods at his offer , “ yeah , new shirt , please . preferably one of your favorites so i can sell it on ebay once we’re done here . ”
“please don’t tell the network about this, they’ll cancel my contract !” he joked , grabbing another towel to now wipe off his face and arms that were also splattered with remnants what the blender threw out. “bobby flay wouldn’t go near a blender in the first place…” he mutters, mirroring her actions and throwing the towel in the sink to be dealt with later. “if you sell my shirt i’ll sue you for royalties and emotional damage, so watch it” his eyes roll before he’s jogging up the stairs to not only grab phoebe a new shirt but change into a different one himself before he runs back down with the extra shirt in hand. “here, i’ll be sure to keep my eye on both e-bay and facebook marketplace to make sure you’re not making a profit on me” he jokes as he extends the shirt out to her, heat rising to his cheeks as he pictures what she’ll look like wearing his shirt for a brief moment before he snaps back to reality. “i guess i’ll cave and order takeout then, i’m fucking starving and after that shit show i can’t be bothered to cook anymore - - got any particular cravings? ”
𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ↪ chase
𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙴 : sheesh i'm up , i'm up
𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙴 : i'm not a morning person be nice to me :(
𝐞𝐥𝐢: sorry dude , did what i had to do to get you up though didn't i
𝐞𝐥𝐢: do you usually eat before you work out? if you wanna come over i can make breakfast or something and we can use my gym
𝐞𝐥𝐢:i'm hungover as shit so i definitely need to get something in me before i pass out
𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ↪ linh
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡: what do you mean am i free tonight?? i'm always free when we're talking food.
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡: of course i'm down.
𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐡: do i need to wear a stretchy dress, though? what's on the menu? i mean, they are going to have food on this event, right? or is it just a hors d'oeuvres type of shit?
𝐞𝐥𝐢: wear whatever you feel like is comfortable but i'm pretty sure food network wouldn't host an event that had just hors d'oeuvres
𝐞𝐥𝐢:last time i went to one of these things they had bobby flay cooking it up in the back so definitely dress accordingly
𝐞𝐥𝐢: got anything blue? my suit's navy so it'd be nice if we matched right?
also changing his so sorry
* closed starter : @hcrlowjpg
hosting parties was like elliot’s guilty pleasure - - not only did it indulge the chef in him when he always went the extra mile to set up snacks ( because who doesn’t get hungry when they’re drunk ) but there was nothing he loved more than knowing he provided a place for people to just get plastered and have a good time. bass was rumbling through the floors and walls of his house , vibrating against his feet as he made his way into the kitchen to throw his truly can in the recycling in favor of grabbing another one when he noticed a girl stumbling to the side of his house that was opposite of the direction of where everyone was. “ hey you good ? if you’re looking for a bathroom it’s upstairs - - and if you’re looking for … literally anything else it’s in the complete opposite direction “ he chuckled , taking a few steps closer to her. “ i think i saw you dancing on top of the kitchen counter a few minutes ago , if you wouldn’t have gotten down so quickly i would’ve hopped up there to join you “
* closed starter : @embertm
it’d be a lie to say elliot hadn’t spent most of his night staring across the room at her , eyes switching back and forth from his drink to her figure as the two of them danced within their respective circle of friends. he had looked over once more to catch her at the perfect time , walking over to the bar to get a refill on her drink when ( conveniently ) he needed a refill on his. “ i’ll take whatever she gets , just put it on my tab “ he’s swift in leaning on the bar counter next to her , turning his body to face her while the corners of his lips pull up into a confident ( and cocky ) grin. “ think your friends would mind if i stole you away to dance for a while ? “ he nods over to them , grabbing his new drink with one hand and extending his hand out so he can lead her to the dance floor as he mentally prays she takes him up on his offer.
* closed starter : @kiarafm
elliot was completely plugged in - - air pod max’s placed over his ears , sunglasses down and his focus trained on nothing but the screen of his phone. so focused in fact that he hadn’t taken a second to look up and notice someone coming in , leading him to crash into her and spill his iced coffee all over her ( undoubtedly gorgeous ) shoes. “ fuck ! holy shit i’m so sorry “ he’s stammering his words , scrambling to pick up his cup and gently move her out of the way of the spill. “that was totally my fault , i’m just glad i got my drink iced or we’d have a whole different problem on our hands “ he chuckled , joking in an attempt to lighten the already embarrassing situation. “ can you let me pay for your drink at least ? i need to go grab myself another one anyways … “ he offers , an apologetic look in his eyes when he finally pulls his sunglasses away from his eyes.
* closed starter : @blmbrg
“ dude , i could’ve sworn i put the lid on this fucking thing ! “ it’s hard for him to start crying of laughter as he looks up at his ceiling and cabinets that are now splattered with what was supposed to be the contents of an açaí bowl. it wasn’t usually like elliot to make stupid mistakes like this but in his defense , he was a chef not a blender expert. “ shit , it’s all over you … “ he laughs , grabbing a towel and wiping what he can off of her face before handing it to her to wipe off her arms and wherever else might have been affected. “ do you want another shirt or something ? i can throw that one in the wash so you don’t have to take it home smelling like whatever fucked up combination of fruit we threw in the blender “
* closed starter : @narcisofm
“ oh fuck you “ elliot huffs as he ( gently ) throws the controller in the space next to him on the couch. this had to be the fifth game of nhl ’22 he had lost today - - that’s what he gets for playing with a professional. “ i swear that shit’s rigged , had we been playing 2k i would’ve wiped the floor with your ass by now but … “ he shrugs , grunting as he gets up from his seat on the couch ( making sure to push gio back in his when he walks past ) so he can walk his way over to the kitchen. “… a deal’s a deal , i’ll cook anything you want for dinner so long as it’s not fucking poutine - - i still don’t understand how you eat that shit.”
𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ↪ daeho
𝐞𝐥𝐢: dude are you home
𝐞𝐥𝐢:i forgot to get gas on my way back and now i’m stuck at the bottom of the hill
𝐞𝐥𝐢: and i’m not calling triple a to tow my car up like half a mile