fuck me gently with a chainsaw.

"You wanted to be a member of the most powerful clique in school. If I wasn't already the head of it, I'd want the same thing." Tinsley Chadwell. Red Heather.

[caleb-j]

"Some would say too long, but that's the jealous population so I'd say long enough to know better." Caleb winked, effortlessly charming as always. He nodded in the affirmative, it was time for him to flex his brother in law muscles and he was happy to have Brook be by his side because one day they would all be actual family in a few years (Cam really stole the thunder out from under him on that one, but Caleb wasn't too raw since Cameron was older). He raised an eyebrow, "I mean we could, but mentally I'm still in the back of the cruiser."

[queen-tinsley]

Brooklyn looked back at the carnival as they neared the talent tent by the stage. As fun as the Strawberry social might have been, just a look back at Caleb was enough to help make her decision. "Yeah, meet me back at the cruiser once I'm done with this." She let him know with a kiss to his lips, which was soon followed by another before she pulled herself away from him. She shoo'ed him off, knowing she wouldn't be able to resist herself anymore if he was anywhere in the vicinity. The blonde was very much in love with the guy, a fact that was more than evident in her flushed features. He just had that effect on her. Always had.

[caleb-j]

"One fact about Koalas and I'm the heir apparent to the crocodile hunter legacy? You, my dear are a drama queen." Caleb loved Brooklyn more than he'd ever loved someone outside of his family, but that didn't stop him from making cracks at her before and it wasn't going to stop now, "She's pretty reserved but once she's comfortable enough she's pretty cool, I've seen it here and there. I'm glad you said that because I plan on checking in when she's around. They have a place here and in New York so I don't know how much she's actually planning on being here in the next few months. She's smart as fuck, like if I were the type to be intimidated, I would be." Their destination was in sight so Caleb stopped, "So you do your victory lap and then I'll meet you back here and we go home? Is that the plan?"

[queen-tinsley]

"Baby, you've been with me for how many years now? Drama queen is basically my middle name. You more than anyone know that." Brooklyn laughed, as she made no excuses for her flair for the dramatics. In fact, she liked to think more people should follow in her lead. Perhaps maybe then, some of their peers wouldn't be absolute bores. "Have you?" She asked him, happy to hear that he'd been enjoying his time with his new sister in law. "So that means, we'll be checking in." The blonde pointed between the two of them. "That's not too intimidating, right? I mean, yeah, we're... us but I like to think she can handle us. It's not like she isn't already family so what's she got to worry about?" Brooklyn said, with a playful roll of her eyes. "That sounds like the plan. You sure you don't want to check out the festivities? I wouldn't dare risk the ire of your adoring fans if they don't get to see that handsome face." She began, as she stepped closer to him to drape her arms around his neck.

[caleb-j]

"Yeah because you think they're all cute and cuddly but really those fuckers are vicious when they want to be. So you can't be fooled by the cute." Caleb shrugged, "She better be, she married him nah I'm sure she is, he's just anxious about like everything, you know that. "What do you think of her?" Caleb asked, the beginning of his older brother's marriage took the whole family by surprise by virtue of him leaving town single and coming back married, but there wasn't a divorce or an annulment for that matter, and Caleb saw that his older brother was in love so that accounted for a lot, even though he couldn't say he saw a women like Marnie for his brother. "Oh baby, only a fool would underestimate you."

[queen-tinsley]

Brooklyn began laughing as he explained why he thought of his brother as a koala as opposed to a teddy bear as she very much saw Cameron as. "You know, I had no clue you knew so much about koalas. Not me having my very own Robert Irwin at home." She teased her boyfriend, as the sounds of the carnival were no longer as faint as they'd been just moments ago. "Uhm..." She tapped at her chin. "I don't dislike her. She's really pretty and she's always been nice to me. I really should try to get to know her more, now that I think of it." Brooklyn came to the realization that Marnie and herself had only ever really interacted at Cameron's games and even then, it was very in passing. But she was a member of the James' family now... hell, even more so than she was so she did need to get to know her. "Damn right, baby."

[caleb-j]

"Yeah, I just so happen to be, crazy huh?" Caleb rolled his eyes, "You treat him like he's a teddy bear but he's more like a koala, don't let the dad energy fool you." He nodded, "I know, and he'll hell bent on getting to the playoffs again this year. I think he wants to impress wifey because what else does he have left to prove?" Caleb got it though, wanting to be the best he could be. Caleb had the same drive only it didn't apply to sports. "But if you wanted to write a strongly worded email to the president of the NHL I think the former queen of the strawberry social just might move he needle, Brooklyn."

[queen-tinsley]

"So crazy." She said, rolling her eyes much like he'd done before taking a hold of both his hands as she led the way back. "A koala bear? Why do you say that?" Brooklyn laughed, not quite catching the correlation between his sibling and the Australian bear. "You mean to tell me she's not already impressed?" She asked him, furrowing her eyebrows. "Her husband is a NHL player, I think she managed to pull one of the better guys around here. I mean, he's still no you but he's pretty great as well." Brooklyn said, as she leaned over to press a kiss to the edge of his lips. "You kid, but don't underestimate the power of this former Miss Strawberry. She has quite a bit of pull."

[caleb-j]

"How about it. I guess I can wait a little bit longer" He told her while enjoying the feeling of her lips against his ear. Afterwards, he held the phone still, knowing the routine, and couldn't resist giving himself a look before he locked her phone and handed it back over to the blond. "Your civic duty." He clarified while he locked the car's door then took her hand, "Oh put Cam's going away dinner on your calendar for the end of the month, NHL season starts soon so we're not gonna see him much outside of the rink for a while soon."

[queen-tinsley]

"No, ours." Brooklyn furrowed her eyebrows in his direction. "I do believe you happen to be Calvin James' son, correct? And I do think that comes with it's own set of responsibilities, no? Like, making sure no cats end up in trees and making sure all the seniors here have your arm when crossing the street." She said, teasingly but she had to admit that she found his family's reputation in their town to be quite adorable. It was certainly a lot more admirable than that of hers. "Already? We quite literally just got him back." Brooklyn said, with a small pout. You wouldn't believe it given the vast difference in their personalities and interests, but she genuinely enjoyed Cameron's presence. He was like a big teddy bear. "Playoffs literally ended in June, that's not okay."

[caleb-j]

"Enough? No it's never enough." He tugged her back playfully but let go knowing she was probably right, knowing but not caring. "Oh yeah, do you think it'll look good everywhere on me? We may have to conduct an experiment. Luckily, tousled is fine for this thing so that works for me. I'm a fine wine, Brook, you know that." He grinned, tapped her ass, then leaned over enough to open the door of the cruiser, you should probably get out before I change my mind."

[queen-tinsley]

"It really isn't," Brooklyn grinned against his lips, peppering a couple of more kisses over his features. "I suppose that's something we can figure out," She let him know, as her lips traveled towards his ear. "how about, right after the winners walk?" The blonde suggested, before taking his earlobe between his lips. "I mean, you're already out dressing about every guy here, so the hair only makes it so that they can't even catch up." She let Caleb know, grabbing his hand so that he'd be able to hold her phone's screen up to her so she could quickly fix herself up. "I'm going, I am." Brooklyn began to climb out of the car. "Come on, let's go do our civic duty." She held her hand out towards him.

[caleb-j]

Was the strawberry social his style? Well...it wasn't not his style completely as Caleb had never considered himself a 'small town vibes' type of person, but he was always one to rise to a challenge, and dressing in theme while not looking like a clown every year was certainly that, and he managed to rise to the occasion every year, this one being no exception. Besides that, Caleb had a soft spot for the festival because it was where his parents had their first date and he was a romantic at the end of the day as all James men had been afflicted with being (and secretly his sister too, but that part was more an unspoken rule than anything). Still, as a Rosewood man, the strawberry social was old hat so he needed ways to entertain himself and for the past 20 minutes that had been found via the back of his dad's car, hand underneath Brooklyn's skirt and his lips everywhere else. They parted, Caleb panting only slightly but with a blissful grin on his face, "What? Oh uh c'mere, let me get a good look. " With natural gentleness, Caleb tilted Brooklyn's head to examine, "It's fine for now, might need a bit of a touch up before you head back out. I think the brand you used before stayed on a little bit better for what it's worth. How's my hair?"

[queen-tinsley]

It was in those small moments that Brooklyn found herself, falling all that much more deeper for the man's whose lap she currently straddled. He cared for her so much. And that was the least you could ask from your partner, but she had never once felt anything other than that from Caleb. If you asked her, she'd truly won. Her boyfriend was not only a complete babe, but he was also as cunning as she was. And he loved her so much, she couldn't help but lean forward and press another lasting kiss to his lips. Miss Strawberry be damned. She was perfectly happy with where she found herself, even if it was starting to get a bit steamy. That early August heat was nothing to play with. "Okay, okay. Enough." She said, as she pulled away from him. More as a reminder for herself than anything else. "The Charlotte Tilsbury, huh? It is pretty makeout proof, but the Dior was such a pretty shade. It happens to look pretty great on you, maybe I'll give it to you after tonight." Brooklyn teased, wiping at the end of his lips where he'd been rocking a good bit of it. "Perfectly tussled if you ask me. How do you look even hotter now? How is that possible?" She asked, laughing lightly.

[queen-tinsley]

"How's my lipstick?" Brooklyn asked her boyfriend as she laughed into the crook of his neck, knowing that she probably shouldn't have been making out with him at the moment. As a former Miss Strawberry, Brooklyn knew she would soon have to hit the stage for the former winners walk— but she'd found herself in the company of Caleb. And if you knew anything about the two of them, they could rarely keep their hands off of each other. That's how they'd found themselves in the back seat of his father's cruiser at the time being. "Please tell me it's somewhat manageable." ( @caleb-j )

[thestefmckibbon]

After waiting for what seemed like a lifetime of waiting for the right moment, Stefan was convinced that he would have to make the right moment rather than it falling into his lap. If he looked back, he could admit that part of it was stalling - not because he had any doubts about Tinsley being his one, but because he personally had been on a trajectory of transition and for a moment there things felt like they weren't on as much solid ground as he'd thought. He wasn't a quitter and neither was Tinsley because they'd weathered what felt like a million rough patches together and the blonde didn't want to wait any longer on asking Tinsley to be his wife. So the moment he'd decided that he was ready he worked around the clock planning a proposal that may not be perfect but would be perfect for them. Of course, Stef had to go through the proper channels of getting grandmother Chadwell's approval which was the easy part considering the woman loved him (or rather what he represented in her eyes), then Tinsley's parents which was also an easy lay up. The gathering part was a little tougher as Stef wanted to strike a balance between having a proposal intimate enough that it didn't feel like just another Rosewood spectacle, but having an audience large enough to share the moment with (after all, they both loved an audience). Once he'd sat down and written it out, between his friends (his real friends like Amelie, Diego, and Siobhan) and hers plus close family the number akin to a decent sized dinner party provided the perfect excuse to gather.

Stefan of course looked stunning in a custom Kiton Cashmere, wool, and silk Tuxedo in navy blue that was perfectly tailored. The 8.5 carat cushion cut diamond flanked by epaulette side stones in a platinum setting that cost him a little over $1 million was practically burning a hole in the inner pocket of his jacket. Prior to Tinsley's arrival, Stefan had a moment alone where he was able to get out all of his doubts and nervousness allowing him to be the picture of calm once he was out in the main dining area. Everyone there knew what tonight was as they awaited Tinsley's arrival, and Stefan found it helpful for himself to work the room with his effortless charm.

When she walked in finally, Stefan's heart stopped for a moment. As per usual, she surveyed her surroundings with the scrutiny of royalty and he supposed he did a good job as he could see on her stilled features that she was indeed impressed. Marina had nailed her assignment because Tinsley was stunning in an outfit it was only right that she seized to be his girlfriend and transitioned into his fiancée' in. He excused himself from speaking with Bunny's mother and went over to her, "Fashionably late, my love?" He smirked as he kissed her cheek because she arrived right on time, meaning this dinner was one she was looking forward to. For the next 20 minutes or so, things concluded as any large gathering would, then the time for stalling was done and Stefan stood and clinked his glass for the attention of the room. "I'd like to thank everyone for coming out tonight first and foremost. If you are in this room it is because you mean something to myself and Tinsley and that is by design. As most of you know tonight is special and I'd like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for making the cut." A chuckle spread across the room. He was sure Tinsley was confused because she was not a part of that 'most' yet, in fact she was the only one unaware of why they had gathered. He didn't want to lose his nerve or concentration she he didn't looked down and to his side at Tinsley just yet, getting addressing the room out of the way first and foremost to make way for the moment that was to be just for the two of them. One more deep breath in, and Stefan did look down at Tinsley and held his hand out for her to take. Once she did, he walked the two of them a few feet away from where they were seated, in the center of the two massive long tables where their guests resided. It was time.

Stefan's eyes no longer scanned the people in the room but rather they were wholly fixed on the blonde, the love of his life and Stefan, after writing and rewriting what he was going to say threw it all out of the window and spoke from his heart, "For as long as I've know you, you've always been the center of anyone and everyone's attention, it's just inherent to you, so saying that from the moment I met you I couldn't stop thinking about you isn't a unique experience although it is very true. What is unique though is that I felt a pull that we were two incomplete parts of the same picture so I didn't feel the need to pursue you romantically at first, I just wanted to know you. Every conversation we've ever had, even the combative ones where you told me it would never happen only served as confirmation for me somewhere deep down, I never panicked about you because in my mind I knew we'd be in each other's lives, it just felt that inherent to who I was. We grew together first as friends, then more once you came to your senses and stopped fighting fate." More subdued laughter, but it barely registered to Stefan, so absorbed in committing her to memory. "Baby, I'm so proud of us, we've grown as not the people anyone thinks we should be but as ourselves and we've grown together even when it was hard you never gave up on me and I never gave up on you and I never will, which is why…" Stefan let go of Tinsley's hands then and reached into his suit pocket, producing the velvet box and got one knee then opened it. Cameras flashed (of course he hired a professional photographer) and the people in the room gasped at the ring which was pleasing because of course this was their night, envy was to be inspired - Stefan was in love, not common. "Which is why what I knew on a primal level all of those years ago what solidified as we built this life together, that you and I were made for each other and there isn't a woman in this world that I could give my love to other than you - it's always belonged to you. So, Tinsley Randolph Chadwell will you move into the next phase of our inevitable amazing life together, rule the world as my partner for forever and always and become my wife? Will you marry me?" @queen-tinsley

[queen-tinsley]

This is what she'd always wanted. This was it.

Naive was never a word one could use to describe Tinsley. She'd always been wise and cunning, well beyond her years. It'd been the reason she'd been able to rise to whatever metaphorical ladder was placed in front of her. She was a natural born leader. So you'd think she'd be ready to go into today. One of the most important days of her life.

Stefan was doing it. He was proposing. And yes, she was elated. This is what she wanted. She wanted it since the first day she'd laid eyes on the man. Seeing him for the first time was like if some divine being that taken everything she'd ever wanted in a signifcant other and put it into human form. He was just as cunning as she was, and my god, he was beautiful but he was also sophisticated in a way that no other guy in his age range was. He cared about culture, and sure, he might have been a bit of a playboy— their often makeups and breakups in their younger years having been proof of that but they'd eventually aged out of that.

Committing themselves to each other. That's why she felt terrible today. What was suppose to be one of the best days of her life had rattled her with anxiety. Sure, it'd been her choice to step out of their relationship and give into what feral attraction she'd felt towards the one and only, Holden Deaton but she knew that would never last. It could never. She hated Holden, he'd just been a release for the worst parts of her. And as much as she regretted it and lord knew she did.... especially as she stood in the mirror, the gorgeous Chanel dress she'd gotten with Marina making her look ever the vision in white. She'd needed that release.

Post the reveal of her involvement in what'd happened to Maya— she'd been held on such a short leash. She was to be perfect. The perfect representation of the Chadwell name. A pressure that her siblings no longer had to abide as fiercely. But that wasn't the truth for her. She'd done something terrible and being under the microscopic eye of her family was her penance. That pressure could cause even the toughest of people to eventually snap and that came in the form of indulging her desires for Holden. That thing she was never suppose to admit. Especially as it could and if revealed, would ruin everything between her and the love of her life. A knock at the door snapped her out of her thoughts, this was happening. Two heads of blonde hair belonging to her siblings, Ade and Keaton were there to ask if she was ready to join the conjuration of people who'd come out for this momentous occasion.

"Yeah, I am." She forced a smile, her eyes meeting those of Ade as she was the sole person who knew of her slip up. Yet another part of this she'd hated, given the close relationship that Stefan and her baby sister had formed in the last couple of years. "I am." Tinsley affirmed them, knowing she would make this up to Ade as well.

Her anxiety and nerves only grew exponentially as she made her entrance to the dinner, thankful to be flacked by both of her siblings by her side. Tinsley said her hellos, the smile only growing bigger as that awful feeling in her gut grew stronger. And there he was, the man of her dreams, looking only ever so much dreamier. "I'm so sorry to keep you waiting." She teased, taking a hold of his hand and intertwining her fingers with his. His mere touch having been enough to stave off the feeling of dread she'd been feeling. This was right. This was exactly where she needed to be. This is where she wanted to be.

The dinner had gone off without a hitch, all the bad thoughts having actually become a whisper at the back of her head as she enjoyed the great food and amazing company that Stefan had gathered that evening. Stefan had soon began to click at his glass and her eyes scanned the crowd for one, Bunny Chadwell. The look they shared being one of knowing. This was it. Her heart started racing as he began to speak, the words meaning more than she could even verbalize. It was the perfect summation of their lives together, from their very beginnings as kids to the life they now shared together. They had always been it for one another. Tears began to well up as she stared at him, how had she gotten so lucky? The man in front of her, he didn't deserve her. But she knew that she would do everything imaginable to be the person he did deserve. He got down to one knee and she felt as if her heart stopped in that moment. The cameras began to flash around them, the sight of the ring not just eliciting a gasp from their guests but from her as well. It was absolutely beautiful. All of this had been.

Then came the question. The world stopped in that moment. There was no doubt in her being that she wanted to be Stefan's wife. This was her destiny and she wasn't going to let a series of bad decisions stop this. She was going to be the best partner in crime, friend and wife to the man in front of her. What happened had happened, and she would atone for it for the rest of her life... but this was it.

"I will."

[marinalisbon]

Other people's business simply wasn't Lisbon business and if it wasn't Lisbon business then Marina wasn't digging too deep so if Tinsley came off a little triggered by the 'lie' accusation then it flew right over the model's head, "Mmm yeah then I guess this is her? So that something is something you're actively wanting right now? Marina asked, keeping her casual tone, but just to cover her bases she continued on without missing a beat, "I love Diego and I have literally never loved a man, but if he asked tomorrow? I don't know what my answer would be. Then again, he knows I'm not terribly interested in that so I doubt he'll ask. You have to try it on by the way, we need the full effect then we move on to shoes."

[queen-tinsley]

Was that something she was actively after? Tinsley bit down on her lower lip at the thought. She knew she'd always wanted to marry Stefan. She'd wanted that since she was fourteen years old. She could easily remember recanting how badly she wanted him to Bunny and her fellow Heathers. And now that she did, nothing had changed. She still loved him, she'd just unfortunately sub-came to some desires that she'd tried her hardest to surpress. But she'd managed to close pandoras box as best as she could. And the perfect way to keep that box forever sealed was to finally become Mrs. McKibbon. "Yeah, it is actually." She admitted to Marina with a nod of her head. "It is." The blonde nodded, as she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she wanted to live her life with Stefan. While indulging into her desires with Holden had been fun, in no way did she see a future with him. "Why do you feel that way? If you love him, why don't you know what your answer would be?" She asked Marina, curious as she grabbed a hold of the dress and led the way towards the dressing rooms.

[marinalisbon]

"There are better things to waste lies on than this, Tinsley." Marina said in the same cool and matter of fact tone she said most things in. She wasn't offended that Tinsley's mind was elsewhere, she was just observant and unafraid to voice what she was thinking if she were so inclined. She nodded, thankful that she wasn't in one of her 'spread too thin' moments herself. It's good though, that he gets it. I think it's important when it comes to dynamics all those ebbs and flows. Some guys wouldn't be able to get over themselves. Marina didn't know all of the ins and outs of what brought Diego and Stefan together in the first place, but she gathered Stefan was down for a time and now he was on the upswing and it didn't sound like he'd given Tinsley any static when he wasn't on top the way he was now. Hell ever since she'd met the guy he'd been disgustingly in love with Tinsley. The look Tinsley selected was stunning. Marina went over to feel the garment and looked over the stitching, admiring the craftsmanship with her critical eye. She smiled as she came to the conclusion that yeah, that could work, "I love this. My only question is do we want to go with white?" Marina didn't know if that was a plus considering Tinsley would be getting engaged or if white should be reserved only for the wedding day but decided it wasn't a deal breaker. "With the right shoes…this excites me."

[queen-tinsley]

Tinsley bit down on her lower lip as Marina spoke on her lying, immediately shaking her head. Now that was a word that triggered a lot in her now a days. Just the mere thought brought back memories of doing not so great things with a certain pain in her ass. And the worst part being that she hadn't exactly hated it. But that was in her past, not so distant past, but past regardless. She knew that Holden and she would never be more than a lay... or a few, so she had to put her life back in order. Her perfect life, the life that she'd worked so hard to get with the man that she'd loved for her entire life. "Not a lie." She instantly told her. "Why would I have to lie to you?" The blonde told her, a small smirk working at her lips. "I do too." Tinsley said, looking over the dress with such love. "Well, I'm not exactly a messy easter, so that shouldn't be a concern." She told Marina. She liked to think white could represent a clean slate, or at least cleanish. Sure, she was synonymous with the color red. And my god, she loved it. But she wanted to enter a new era. One that didn't involve hookups with her mortal enemy or reminders of her childhood escapades with those ungrateful girls she called her friends back in the day. No, she was ready for her new chapter. "I do. Plus perhaps seeing me in white will insight something in Stefan..." She let Marina know with a raise of her eyebrow. "Well that's where the pop of color is definitely gonna have to come through."

[marinalisbon]

"I never claimed to be the world's greatest conversationalist but when I speak people typically listen." Marina wondered if Tinsley suspected but figured that if she as long as it wasn't because of anything she did then she could live with that. Personally, marrying Stefan seemed like something built for a special kind of person, and even then it would likely only be for the money, but weirdly, she could low key see the whole real love between him and her current shopping companion. "What's going on in there, what's with that look?" Marina motioned with her index finger swirling to Tinsley's face. "And that's bullshit, Diego said Stefan told him holiday dinners with your family is like the Met Gala only more formal. Which he weirdly said as if that is appealing. apparently" She didn't answer Tinsley right away, instead picking up a frothy, tiered party dress and holding it to Tinsley's frame, her eyes darting all over her; partly considering and partly stalling, "I think the dress code is to out-do everyone else in the room. I don't have a whole lot of details either. I thought my man was the only one whose usually short on those. What do you think about this?"

[queen-tinsley]

"I was listening." Tinsley said, her lips twisting soon after as... yeah, she might have been lying. "Okay, so I missed a bit there, but I was and am listening." She told Marina with a nod of her head. Today was about enjoying herself, and she intended to do just that. "What look?" She asked, clearly playing dumb. "I've just spread myself thin, lately. I've got a lot to juggle and Cannes is literally next week which means having to wrangle a ton of our talents and that doesn't really leave me with much time with Stefan so I kind of want to make the most of it." She confided in Marina. Whilst she'd loved how successful both her boyfriend and she were in their respective fields, they sort of become married to their jobs as of late. So she was excited for this dinner. "Well, he's about right on that front. We, Chadwells sure know how to put together a dinner party." Tinsley looked over the dress that Marina recommended, not exactly hating it. If the dress code was to out-do everyone, that'd surely do it. But she wanted to go into this dinner wanting to be irresistible. She wanted Stefan to take one look at her and want to have his way with her then and there. "I love that, but I'm kind of thinking something shorter. Something more a la..." Tinsley looked over the racks, her ruby red manicured index finger tapping at her lips until she found it. "this. Chanel '93. Can't go wrong with this."

[marinalisbon]

"I can't say I'm terribly impressed with the collection thus far, but I'm holding out hope, all is not lost yet." How Marina got herself roped into assisting with Stefan's little proposal scheme, she'd never know. Well…that wasn't true, she knew. Marina wouldn't quite say that Tinsley was her friend, she didn't think she'd be sharing any secrets with the woman anytime soon, but she wasn't a stranger and a little more than a casual acquaintance considering their partners' close friendship. Still, it made sense enough that it wouldn't throw up too many red flags if Marina asked her to go shopping. They both had a fashion eye that couldn't be denied with it being Marina's industry and Tinsley was just a rich girl who could dress her ass off. "Thanks for agreeing to do this by the way, I've been itching for a good shopping trip and my sisters don't have the stamina for how I like to shop. Even Nova is over it after two hours." Marina's task was to make sure Tinsley wore something showstopping and fabulous and frankly Chanel was timeless - so (hopefully) 30 years from now Tinsley could look at photos from the day she got engaged and not have to say 'God, what was I thinking?'. It wasn't labor, but Marina seldom got in others affairs outside of her Lisbon ecosystem so this was her good deed for the year…and if Stefan bribed her with his black card to also pick up something for herself as a thank you for her small part in making their upcoming proposal perfect, then what of it?

@queen-tinsley

[queen-tinsley]

"Huh?" Tinsley found herself snapped back out of her thoughts, a smile finding itself back onto her features. "I'm sorry, my attention is being tugged in a million and one directions as of late." She said with a soft sigh. Well, between being quite a major player in her workplace and her relationship with Stefan ( which she couldn't help but feel like was heading towards a major moment... and that came with it's own web to untangle )— her life was a bit of a juggling act. "No, thank you." Tinsley scoffed. "It's not every day I get to talk fashion with someone who actually knows their shit." The blonde let Marina know, having enjoyed the girl's company. And that was high praise, given that Tinsley didn't really care for many people's company. Her circle having been as closed knit as it could possibly be. "So what exactly is the dress code for this event? Stefan couldn't really give me too many details, I caught him as he was off this morning. All I know that we're sat with Diego and you, and that's something you'll never catch me complaining about." Tinsley let Marina know, as she enjoyed the other woman's cutting commentary on the stuffiness of some of the events they were forced to attend given their positions on Rosewood's social ladder.

[adeline-chadwell]

A no questions asked text from her sister had Adeline rushing to meet her in the bathroom, head full with all kinds of questions she allegedly couldn't ask. It could've easily been some mundane, embarrassing thing, like Tinsley came down with food poisoning and locked herself in the bathroom, or she'd had a bad reaction to her last chemical peel. What she found was much more scandalous though, eyes widening when she caught the second pair of feet under the stall, in shoes that definitely weren't her boyfriend's. For discretion's sake she didn't call out her name but quietly knocked on the door, mouthing an 'oh my god' to herself at the movement she heard on the other side. No judgement of course- she welcomed the excitement, ready to pry every last sworn to sister secrecy detail from her later. "It's me, hi," she confirmed, fingers running along the edge of the door while she tried to find some way to unlock it. "It's jammed from the outside... give me a second." Eventually she seemed to get it and though she just as easily could've given Tinsley and her mystery man their privacy she let the door swing open, too nosy to not see this all the way through. "Ta-da." @h-deaton

[h-deaton]

To be acting the way they were in such a public space was to invite interruptions but Holden still groaned under his breath at the inconvenience. Despite having been so determined to gain their freedom he wondered why he was made to suffer the loss of bringing Tinsley undone one more time– to her sister of all people. "Oops," he smirked at Tinsley, sucking his fingers clean just to be a pain in the ass and etch it into her mind. A gift, he'd call it, for when she was alone later. "Well aren't you timely," he spoke with as much innocence as he possessed, which wasn't much, as the door swung open and revealed the younger Chadwell. "Thirty more seconds and this could have been so much more awkward..." @queen-tinsley

[queen-tinsley]

Tinsley found herself flicking the tip of Holden's nose as he groaned, nothing her sister ever did warranting that reaction. But there was something about his disappointment in their hook up being cut short that boosted her ego. He wanted her, craved her even. "Uh huh." Tinsley nodded, rolling her eyes as she knew that he wasn't apologetic. No, he wanted to leave her at his whim and damn it if it hadn't worked as she could have used another five minutes alone with him. But she knew that she'd just have to give him a call later and he'd find himself doing whatever she wanted.

"Thank you." She let her sister know as she straightened her dress, her eyes yet to meet Ade's. Tinsley had been caught in a compromising position, and sure it'd been by her sister thankfully but this whatever it was wasn't exactly something she wanted known outside of Holden and herself. "As if that statement in itself doesn't add to the awkwardness, Deaton." Tinsley shot daggers at him as she stepped out of the stall that'd held them captive for the last thirty minutes. ( @adeline-chadwell )

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[h-deaton]

"I'm all about working smarter, not harder," Holden told her as he continued to wiggle at the lock. Generally speaking if he were trying to get into somewhere he shouldn't he'd rather find an unlocked window than fiddle with a locked door. That being said, he didn't tend to find himself in situations with Tinsley Chadwell so he supposed the stakes were getting higher by the day– which was quite the turn on, he wasn't going to lie. "You shouldn't admit that out loud." He was almost there with the door he was sure of it, but Tinsley had captured his attention again and had him abandoning his task in favour of pulling her close again. Some would say they were unnatural but that was the best part. He'd called her an ouroboros before, but the truth was that she wasn't alone, they were doubled serpents, a sign of all-consuming, infinite volatility. "Then we'll have to be quick," he warned against her lips, his hand already snaking under her dress.

[queen-tinsley]

In any other instance, Tinsley wouldn't have uttered the words. She wouldn't have ever let him know the effect that he'd had on her, this being a secret she would have surely taken to the grave. But this was an interesting situation they'd found themselves in. One in which they both didn't want this desire of theirs to be public knowledge. So they found themselves, working together to maintain this secret. And it wasn't like he didn't enjoy hearing that she was hooked, his reaction letting her know he in fact reveled in the knowledge. Her lips soon found his, kissing him hungrily. Their current predicament an afterthought, would it be so bad if they were missing for a bit longer? "Then you better get to work, Deaton." She let him know, breathlessly before kissing him once more. Tinsley, soon found herself lost in the pleasure of his touch. How he knew exactly where to touch and kiss her to evoke a reaction, she didn't quite understand but Holden had her near when a knock at the door broke her out of the moment. "Just one minute," Tinsley said, biting down on her lower lip as she pulled away from Holden. Her hazel eyes meeting his icy blue ones, wishing this moment wasn't being cut short. "Ade." She finished her sentence, the person she'd texted being her sister. ( @adeline-chadwell )

[h-deaton]

Likewise, Holden knew he only had a finite amount of time before his father started to look for him so they had to get moving. As much as he lived for the chaos he also liked for things to go to his plan and he wasn't ready for this thing to be done with Tinsley– partly because he was enjoying himself, partly because he was still trying to figure out how to avoid having Stef rock his jaw clean off the second he found out. "Left it in my other black pants," he drawled, taking the card and barely glancing at it. His idea of a good time was loitering outside a 7-11 in the middle of the night with a slushie and a brain freeze, her exclusive club held no weight in his universe. "I can feel something..." he glanced back over his shoulder at her, eyebrow arching when he saw her with her phone in hand. "I'd love to know who you have in there that you think could keep a secret. Must be hard for you, not being able to brag about getting off for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day."

[queen-tinsley]

"Of course, you did." Tinsley said, as she continued to scroll down her contacts. Aiden Newbury, no. As sweet as Rosewood's JFK might have been, she knew how those with political afflictions moved. He caught her in a compromising position, he could use that as leverage. "You know, given your reputation, I'd assume that door would have been opened by now. Quite frankly, I'm a bit disappointed." She let him know, the smirk on her features letting him know she was egging him on with purpose. Either he'd get annoyed enough that he'd get the job done faster or he'd forget it all and they'd enjoy themselves another session. Neither which she'd complain about. "It is looking pretty dire on this end." She confirmed for him as she continued to go down her list. "Not as hard as it must be for you." She told him. "You've finally done it. You've got me wrapped around your proverbial finger and yet..." Tinsley raised an eyebrow as he'd yet to use that for his gain... which led her to believe it was because he was enjoying himself. And, how could he not? Her eyes came across a name, an all too familiar name and of course she could call on this person. Duh. The blonde quickly texted her contact with the information of where to find Holden and herself, luckily receiving a reply pretty quickly. "We should be out of here, shortly." She let him know, before blowing him a kiss.