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keagan: do u think they deliver to milan
rhiannon: we're in italy and ur thinking about grade c fast food?
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keagan: y r we on a ship i want taco bell ://///
keagan: like rllllllyyytt rllllyyy bad :///
keagan: do u think they deliver to milan
rhiannon: we're in italy and ur thinking about grade c fast food?
( —✗:° MOONLIGHT; REINA & RHIANNON
HER LIPS WERE STAINED WITH A SMILE, two petals spread across her porcelain features to expose the radiant mood she was in. a night with reina, no matter how demure, meant the world to rhiannon, especially as the gaps between their shared moments began to stretch wider. it was no easy feat taming that lioness of a girl, especially for a mere evening spent aboard the ship. but long ago, rhiannon had vowed to do anything for the dirty blonde, and she was never one to break promises.
she stood before the mirror within her bedroom, admiring her reflection as she readied herself. in one hand was a bottle of wine she’d picked up in france, the blonde taking occasional sips as she primped for the evening, a bit of a pregame for the night ahead of her. there was no one in the world rhiannon was more comfortable with, and yet, it seemed as though she would never quite match reina’s sheer intensity, the ease at which she lived seemingly free of worry. no girl was more intimidating than reina miller although she had become home for rhiannon, a walking ghost of her past that never seemed to fade.
rhiannon had loved reina once, and maybe that was why she tried so hard, the neck of the wine bottle poised between her lips as she attempted to loosen up. maybe these feelings had never been reciprocated because she was too uptight, too tense in the prime years of her youth. even as she told herself this, rhiannon couldn’t help but perfect everything in her dorm room one last time as she abandoned her wine bottle on a nearby table, deciding she would await reina’s arrival in what seemed to be absolute nonchalance. leaning precariously in the doorway, she remained posed there, eye locked to the peep hole as she awaited the girl’s arrival.
THE DESCENDING SUN set the skyline on fire, bringing with it an air of serenity despite the chaotic nature of the metaphor. the still night was a rare commodity among the cruise ship and he appreciated the peacefulness of the setting sun the way he might appreciate the beauty in a budding rose or a patch of blooming tulips— something of a comfort in his life, though a very minimal one in comparison to the mayhem he was much more acquainted with. and it wasn’t as if he necessarily preferred it over the maelstrom of his everyday life, but the change of pace was, all the same, appreciated. renewed interest sparked hazel eyes at the sight of the blonde. out of all of the possibilities, rhiannon’s company was favored over many and there was something to be said in that. though he resisted the urge to roll his eyes as the words came tumbling out of her mouth. he had, after all, become somewhat accustomed to her mannerisms over the last few months and expected nothing less from the small blonde. ❝ technically, i’m not killing a plant ❞ he shrugged with an ease of indifference, though amusement thinly lined his words. ❝ it’s already dead. i’m merely— giving purpose to it’s death, if you will. it’s poetic justice really. or, you know, whatever you call it ❞ he waved a flippant hand, placing his own cigarette between his lips as he reached inside his leather jacket for another. ❝ i figure you of all people can appreciate that ❞ he teased, poking fun at the girl’s obvious academic superiority. he made no use in hiding his amusement of the fact that she was accepting the cigarette despite her words. he held the small stick out for the taking as he otherwise preoccupied himself with digging for his lighter. he waited until the new cigarette was situated between the girl’s fingers before flicking said lighter to life and holding it out for her. as he did so, his gaze caught sight of the worn notebook rhiannon was holding. ❝ so, whatcha reading there? ❞ he questioned with only half interest, words forming around the cigarette that hung loosely from his lips.
HER LIPS WERE STAINED RED, remnants of scarlet lipstick from the day’s adventures remaining despite the length of its wear. at this time, her afire lips nearly matched the color of the burning sky, the sun appearing to drown in the horizon below it. rhiannon was unsure if it was the buzz of an approaching evening, or merely the intoxicating company, but something seemed to shift in the air. her tongue tasted bitter, a side effect of influential company, as rhiannon never knew what to expect with regards to noah. never did she think they’d form an acquaintanceship, much less a friendship, yet here they were, an unthinkable pair about to share a smoke. in a sense, that was the true poetic justice, their pairing, rather than the life he was choosing to infuse in each cigarette within his pack. noah matthews was possibly the only person in the world who would possess that viewpoint, or that’s what rhiannon believed at least, especially as she took a moment to observe him, watched as he shuffled in his jacket for the offered cigarette. he was perched so precariously atop the railing, ready to fall forward or back at any minute and yet, he didn’t appear afraid, instead remained calmer than even herself. ❝ god, you’re cool, ❞ she blurted, tone an equal amount of mockery and admiration. it was no secret the blonde looked at him with awe, especially when he pulled antics as such. accepted cigarette poised between her teeth, rhiannon leaned in to the extended flame, catching the stick between two fingers only after it was ignited. ❝ it’s just an old book, ❞ she dismissed the question lightly, the wave of her hand meaning to suggest nonchalance. rhiannon was positive this was his way of being nice, merely hinting interest in an attempt to get a rise from her, see the strange girl go off on some book-obsessed tangent. ❝ what about you ? there has to be a reason you choose to spend your time out here. ❞
“you know i read a book—have you ever read americanah by chimamanda ngozi adichie? the woman in it notes the difference between the academic and the intellect. the academic focus’ in on a certain subject and wants to know all they can about that subject. but an intellect wants to know, well—everything. i think you’re more of an intellect.” she observed. “i like that about you. you’re cool, rhiannon. i really think that.” she spoke firmly. “my entire family speaks portuguese. growing up, my mom always spoke english and my dad always spoke portuguese, so i knew both. it’s great, especially since my grandparents never really learned english very well.” she imagined walking the streets of germany with rhiannon and knew it would be incredible. “okay, it’s a date! i’m so excited! you know, if you want to read that book, i think it’s piled somewhere in my room. you can borrow it!” she offered suddenly, not really sure if rhiannon would be interested or not.
rhiannon listened diligently, fascination evident on her features. there was so little amaya could say that wouldn’t interest rhiannon, or so the blonde had always believed, especially in moments like this. ❝ i’ve never read the book, but i knew the difference, ❞ she mused, relishing in what she hoped was a compliment. she’d always thrived on intellect, had a passion so strong for obtaining as much knowledge as possible that it sometimes consumed her. still, she was unprepared for amaya’s next statement, felt an unexpected blush creep across her cheeks, tainting her fair complexion. ❝ i’m not so sure i’ve ever been considered cool before, but thank you, ❞ her smile was contagious, ❝ portuguese ? that’s one i never learned, good for you. ❞ rhiannon listened to amaya’s offer, nodding her head in light affirmation. ❝ yeah, that sounds good ! i would love that, actually. ❞
“ it’s just… unpleasant all around. even talking about it too extensively makes me achingly uncomfortable in my own skin. i was always a canada dry type of guy–distinguishing between types ( like types of water ) is kind of my niche, though, so. sucks that you ended up missing the drives, though; but then again you may have been to young to enjoy the views in their entirety, so it’s really not that bad in the scheme of things. “
❝ seriously. yeah, canada dry was my go to brand as well, back in the day. i haven’t gotten motion sick in years, but even now i happen to sneak a sip on my lower days. between types ? like, you could tell if i gave you a generic orange soda over fanta ? or pepsi instead of coke ? actually, the latter is pretty obvious, but still, some people can’t tell the difference. i think i lucked out, really, because every view i missed on those drives, i’m making up for now. ❞
“ I mean I didn’t riot because those are known to be violent. And I more of a lover than a fighter you know. But it still bothers me sometimes. “
❝ how very humane of you, dom ! we need more lovers in this world, and especially on this ship. some of these passengers are absolute savages. ❞
“are you callin’ me a thief? the gall you have… practically the gall bladder, you are. yeah! dye your hair! shave half! let’s do it! actually… please don’t do anything that’ll stay for a while, i really don’t want to have fun with your rebellion just to have you cry about your hair and hit me in the spleen the next day. and you would, so don’t even try. are you hades reincarnated into a spiteful little child? are you the spawn of an evil flower? are you the reason pluto isn’t big enough to be a regular planet like the rest of them? how could you pull my heart strings like that, you twisted sister. such an evil ploy. i might as well jump overboard right now.”
❝ no, i’m just saying if i was going to learn to be shady from anyone, it would be you. oh my god, the gallbladder has nothing to do with gall, it helps you digest fat and produce bile. please, we both know dark hair wasn’t my thing...freshman year was rough. oh shut up, i wouldn’t punch you in the spleen. you’re so dramatic, keagan romero, i can’t deal with this. stop ! i’m not even spiteful, you little fuck. are you the spawn of satan ? i’m asking for everyone, we’re all dying to know. i mean, you stir up enough smoke you might as well be summoning something anyways. pluto’s size has nothing to do with me, but if you’re concerned about the size of certain things, keags, maybe you should focus on yourself. i mean, it’s time to stop overcompensating...it’s getting really pathetic. it’s perfectly normal, okay ? not everyone can be graced with size, i’m sure you’ll find a girl out there who can love you despite that. i don’t want you to die. you’re such a drama queen, seriously. you should have invested in theater classes. ❞
why not be like this?
has anyone ever mentioned what a huge nerd you are ?
keagan: >:( u really are satanic keagan: how can u prove it tho anyways #goodluck keagan: do u rly want to b responsible for cutting me off from my tru fam :///
rhiannon: STOP CALLING ME SATAN rhiannon: ...... rhiannon: fuck rhiannon: fine ur safe but only bc that’s sad :(
“ i did indeed, and i’ve been traumatized. that shit’s disgusting. you gave me good remedies ( despite the fact that i’m almost positive i’ll never see the guy again, but the sentiment’s appreciated ), but what i want to know is: what worked for you ? y’know, since you were such a stubborn patient to cure and all. “
❝ i’ve never enjoyed vomit, it never fails to make me a bit sick myself. if i ever threw up in public, i would probably jump overboard, seriously. i hate getting sick, especially in front of other people. oh, for me ? my parents always kept a stockpile of ginger ale in the car. pair that with some nausea pills that caused drowsiness and my ass would be knocked out for the entire trip. ❞
“thank heavens for the angel that you are. of course, sweets. winston is like my step-child, in fact i’ve already claimed him as half mine. i can look past the snorting, only ‘cause i love him almost as much as you and it’s hilarious. this is why i love you, always lookin’ out babe. and you look gorgeous as always.”
❝ i’m no angel, just a girl trying to spread the love of a little dog. awh, are we co-parents, is it finally official ? i can’t believe we’re finally taking this step, winston will be so happy. his snorting is all fun and games until it’s the night before your final and he’s right next to your ear. oh, luna, always the charmer. honestly, you’re too good to me, my egp is getting huge. ❞
keagan: u wouldn’t……………………
rhiannon: tsk tsk, are u rlly asking favors from a bran muffin?
keagan: HA WHO’S THE LOSER NOW keagan: i’m showing her EVERYTHING ALL THE RECEIPTS keagan: :~) :~) :~) :~) :~) keagan: u kno u love me xoxo
rhiannon: whatever, gossip girl rhiannon: someone is BOUND to take my side rhiannon: maybe after i tell my dad about all the weed u try to push on me :((
keagan: ok sure u go do that keagan: u tell her i called u a bran muffin and ill tell her you called me…… what was it?? keagan: A DUMB POPTART KNOCK OFF & A LOSER & SAID “FUCK U” keagan: hmmmmmmmmm…… interesting :)
rhiannon: u know what im over this im obliterating u rhiannon: i’m gonna pay someone to beat u up rhiannon: WOW MAKE SURE U SHOW HER THE PIC TOO!!! rhiannon: tattle tale //:
keagan: damnnnnn rhi…….. back at it again w ur hurtful words ://// keagan: i kno ur being evil & satanic BUT I KNO EVERYONE SHOULD WEAR PASTRY THEMED SHIRTS keagan: u get to wear the bran muffin one bc no one likes bran muffins >:(
rhiannon: i can’t believe u would say that to me??? rhiannon: fuck u dude rhiannon: im telling my mom rhiannon: ur just a dumb poptart knock off so who’s the real loser here?
keagan: I KNOW im almost too famous to dress myself but i still do………. so…. keagan: i just make really great choices ya know? other ppl….. they r not as gifted as me :/ keagan: it’s sad really…… some ppl dress so….. boring :/
rhiannon: whatever helps u sleep at night //: rhiannon: ur right rhiannon: everyone should wear pastry themed shirts