incorrigible;

Walk away then. See ya, Reese.

#we won' let it #ally #NOPE #idk he doesnt wanna leave her alone but he's horny and too proud to say anytihngsdfk;

I’m not being coy, I’m simply saying I’m not someone you can call whenever you’re horny. That was a one-time thing. How about you get off your lazy ass and find someone else.

#i know :'''( its sad #ally

Ugh, you're so irritating.

I’m not your toy, Reese. What’s the matter? Can’t get anyone else?

#ally #ohh yeah i feel #ive been busy with friends like before we all leave for college and stuff #but yeah people are mia :'(

It's a little late to try playing coy, Ally, and please-- I could have anyone I want, but I'm bored and lazy so it'd be easier for me if you'd make your way to my room and save me the trouble.

Oh, so I’m a form of entertainment? I don’t think so. Go find a pretty girl to take advantage of.

#lost girl???#ugh i know some people are around but i refuse to stop coming online :')#ally

Isn't that what I'm doing here?

If I’m so boring, why do you talk to me?

#ally #cjsdlk #i know!!!!!!!!#im good hbu??

Maybe I'm bored myself.

You’d think this place would be more exciting?

You're just a boring person.

#ally #imy #hi bb

Jimmy Woo | Ryleigh & Reese

Ryleigh hadn’t seen Reese since their dramatic run-in at the bar in Hawaii, which had made today’s encounter all the more strange. He seemed to have had a good day; his attitude was a complete 360 from his usual grumpy demeanor. Ryleigh chose not to question it but rather take advantage of it, and invited him out with her that night. She’d spent several nights trying to get into Jimmy Woo which was easily one of the hottest nightclubs in Amsterdam, and one of the hardest to get into. With the amount of famous and wealthy people that seemed to run the social scene, it was no wonder Ryleigh and her friends had difficulty getting in. Tonight was different, however. She had ran into one of the regulars at the bar across the street, who promised to add her name and a plus-one to the guest list for the night. Why she had chosen to bring Reese of all people was beyond her, but Ryleigh ignored any second thoughts.

Glancing over at the clock, Ryleigh realized that she was about to be late. Shit, she scrambled around her makeup bag, swiping on her favorite dark red lipstick. The last thing she wanted to do was show up late and piss off Reese - who knew how long his good mood would last. Taking one last look in the mirror, she grabbed her purse and started making her way down to the lobby. Her little black dress hugged her curves in all of the right places, and her heels made her long legs look miles longer. She blushed at the second-glances she received from strangers in the hallway; Ryleigh wasn’t used to that kind of attention. She smiled at the housekeeper in the elevator as she stepped into the lobby, making her way to the front desk to ask them to call a driver. Surprisingly she had gotten ready sooner than Reese, and she took a seat by the bar to wait for him.

#jimmy woo #you should have done that! lmao

Running his calloused hands over the stubble framing his strong jawline, Reese raised his burnt amber eyes to the mirror where they stared emptily. He had just awoken from a long overdue sleep, cutting through most of his day in Amsterdam as the sky had already darkened and the clock flashed nine. Fuck, he was running late. Earlier that day, too early for Reese to have been walking back from the redlight district clubs, he had run into Ryleigh and, in a groggy and half drunk attempt to subdue possible drama he had put forth effort to be uncharacteristically kind. Though he was sure she could see through him, it wasn't long before he was caught off guard by an invitation to accompany her to one of the more exclusive clubs, Jimmy Woo. Reese had scoped the bar out earlier in the week and, by the line of overly dressed persons waiting in a long line that nearly wrapped around the building, he had scratched it off of his to-do list. Unsure of if the lanky girl's invitation was a reality, he clicked his phone and checked his messages, their short back and forth confirming the time confirming the night's plans. Not bothering to shave, Reese's look was grungy as he settled on a pair of black jeans and a black and white plaid shirt over a simple white tee. He stepped into a pair of black combat boots and ran a hand through his hair before shoving his wallet, phone, and hotel key into his pocket and shuffling out of his room. It was ten past nine by the time he had reached the lobby and his focus wandered over unfamiliar faces until he spotted a petite girl sitting at the bar.

As he approached the bar, the scar imprinted over the otherwise smooth, tanned legs was confirmation the girl in the skimpy black dress was just who the boy had been looking for. "Getting started without me?" he greeted with a sly grin, his eyes bright as he leaned an arm over the counter beside her. He kept his attention on her for a lingering moment before his eyes dropped to her chest, where her tits were pressed against the thin fabric of the shirt, begging to be noticed. He gave her a once over, the fabric of the dress flattering every perfect curve of the girl's body, her legs tanned and seemingly going on for miles. God, she looked good. Reese had never looked at Ryleigh in any way aside from hate. Mostly because whenever in the company of her, they were also with Madison, and nobody could ever compete with her. Now that he had buried the wrongly placed anger aside, at least for the moment, he took in Ryleigh's appearance. Clearing his throat and straightening himself, he hoped she hadn't noticed his brief distraction before he spoke up again, his words coming out in a mumbled fashion. "We should get going."

Someone copying your character?? Check springshighrp

#ooc #what igmafkn

I think we’re past that, don’t worry. And what a gentleman, wow. Amsterdam has worked wonders on you.

#ry #sure:)#forwarning that i might pass out soon

Good. Don't get used to it, but er-- I'll meet you out front at 9?

I wouldn’t flatter myself quite yet! But you can’t be too bad, especially since you seem to be in a good mood tonight. Why not?

Alright, as long as you promise not to make a fool out of yourself again, I'm in. I'll even cover the cab, y'know, cause I'm such a good guy.

#ry

Alright, Reese. Kudos for being a decent guy today; I can tell you’re trying really hard, but it’s a little… unusual coming from you. Why don’t you come with me to see if we can get into Jimmy Woo tonight?

#ry #bless ry for putting up with him

God, thanks. It's harder than I thought, but did I just hear you right? Did Ryleigh Lexson actually invite me to spend time with her? You must like me more than you let on.

Not too shabby. I’ve been over to Suzie Wong a few times, but I’ve really been wanting to get into Jimmy Woo. The line is always so long though, and I hear it’s pretty hard to get into. Aside from sleazy strip clubs, what have you been doing?