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☾ | XFULLTIMEIDIOT. | ☽
Devon was in his own world, higher than he’d been in a long time thanks to the shit he scored from Tristan earlier. He honestly didn’t even notice there was anyone else at the little hotel bar, fingers drumming to his favorite song that was playing in his head against the bar.
His attention turned to the girl who had spoken and he glanced around the Blue Parrot before turning back to her.
“Last I checked, there were plenty of other seats at the bar, you chose to sit next to me, sweetheart,” he said, giving her a wink before draining the glass in front of him.
Mallory’s nose wrinkles as she catches his wink and she turns away, utterly fuming. He did have a point, and for a moment, she was at a loss for words. Yet when she turns back to him, elbow dropping lightly onto the bar before her, there’s a spark in her eye and venom laced words on her tongue.
❛––None of the other seats would be FAR ENOUGH. Can’t you just like cool it for twenty minutes? Out of human decency, if you even have any.❜
Honestly, not one of her best insults. But it’s too early and she’s not buzzed enough. So with a quick glance at the glass in front of her, she too lifts her drink and downs a gulp.
@atomgun
❛––that is EASILY the stupidest goddamn thing i’ve ever heard.❜
DIG UP THE BONES, BUT LEAVE THE SOUL ALONE.
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☾ | MARTINAXANDREWS. | ☽
“I FEEL like tearing you apart.”
❛––you know, i had a boyfriend tell me that once too. needless to say, our relationship didn’t last very long after THAT. ❜
☾ | MARTINAXANDREWS. | ☽
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“I believe we aren’t at the same VIBE.”
❛ oh really? what gave you that IDEA? ❜
DIG UP THE BONES, BUT LEAVE THE SOUL ALONE.
tranqvillus:
fingers retracted rolled paper from her lips, eyes studying the cotton candy imprints left by her lip stain. lazily, a leg draped over the arm of the couch, figure leaning back to lounge as she hummed along to the record quietly. it wasn’t until mallory repeated herself that naida directed her attention to her friend’s voice.
❛ hmm? is stephanie my name of the day? ❜
gaze fixed now on curling toes hidden behind socks, mal lifts her legs, propping them onto the coffee table before her. now seemingly content with her position, she crosses her legs at the ankles and glances over, lifting a hand to sweep it across her nose. her own paper thin monstrosity was curled between lazy fingers attached to a wrist that rest against her thigh.
❛ mmhm. i took careful consideration in a name this time, so you better appreciate it. ❜
( * | @tranqvillus . )
❛–––pssst. hey stephanie. ❜
her green gaze is cast downwards, and whether or not it mattered in that moment was completely irrelevant. with eyes open and vision working properly, it was very abnormal for one to have their eyes open and barely see anything. unless, of course, one was trying to see through a cloud of SMOKE. a low hum escapes mal once again, and she sniffs slightly before speaking. ❛ steeephhanniieee. ❜
☾ –––VERSES DUMP.
( * | @devonxduffy . )
an arched eyebrow and a glance sideways has mallory squinting ever so slightly at the hot mess beside her. like come on, what guy wears eyeliner anymore? this is the two thousand tens, jesus christ. sniffing some, her gaze is pulled back downwards towards her phone, with a halfhearted attempt to get a connection on it or something. yet not even a minute later her gaze is once again pulled back to the other, and she scowls.
❛–could you cut that shit out? you’re being really distracting. ❜
( * | @immortalbloodvirus , )
it’s with great hesitation that the witch even considered approaching the hotel, even after living in LA for so long. being close to it made her skin crawl, and mallory sensed quiet promises, dark intentions hidden behind the perfectly sculpted exterior. yet here she was, green gaze fixated on the door. with a quiet hum she finally steps in, hues flicking from one side to the next. from inside, the sensation was only getting stronger, and she could practically HEAR the screams around her. licking her lips she only steps further into the establishment, fingers curled loosely into fists against her sides. it was almost as quiet as the dead––– if she hadn’t known better regarding them. ❛–––hello ?? ❜