worst behavior

sienna macnielle. 19. connecticut native. fashion major, business minor. sister to amy. i'm younger, i think. a lot more fun, too. just don't get on my bad side. @siennapls: i just want fucking taco bell

[shaymspain]

Pretty Little Liars Stills: s05e20 Pretty isn’t the Point 

[siameseamy]

Of course you did, you love me a lot.

[she smiles and hugs her sister tightly] I missed you, Si.

[siennaplease]

Eh. Well, yeah. I love you enough. [she chuckles and holds Amy close] You too. Hell, it took you long enough to finally get here.

[youreldestmitchell]

Do you know how frustrating you are? 

[siennaplease]

Mm, no. Tell me how frustrating I am.

[youreldestmitchell]

[Simon now took off his sunglasses, trying his hardest at some outlet for the annoyance from this brat of a woman.] Oh, so sorry, I didn’t realize this was the errand running bag. It’s actually not that hot. I’ve been in worse and feel quite comfortable with the jacket. 

[siennaplease]

I wouldn't have had to bring it up if you weren't such a fucking ass about it, honestly. But now you know. Knowledge is power, right? [she smirks] I'm not saying you can't wear the jacket. By all means. Wear the jacket.

[youreldestmitchell]

Well, I have manners but the last time I checked, respect was supposed to be part of the equation. 

[siennaplease]

[Sienna rolled her eyes and scoffed, turning to retrieve her purse.] Entitled too, then. How refreshing. Am I supposed to apologize to you now? [She snatches her purse off the ground and approaches him again.] And for the record, I use Tommy for errand-running. The Chanel lambskin is only for special occasions. Y'know, in case some weirdo wearing a parka in 89-degree weather decides to hip check me on the sidewalk.

[youreldestmitchell]

Only Tommy Hilfiger? Ah, well you aren’t that important for me to beg on my knees for the forgiveness of your purse being on the ground. 

[siennaplease]

['Who the fuck does he think he is?' Sienna thought to herself, looking this guy up and down for the hundredth time. She was beginning to lose her patience -- what little she had, anyway. Sienna crossed her arms and stared up into his face, one that was becoming ever so familiar, despite the fact that she could only see his nose and lips.] Not that important....? Well, manners are manners. And speaking of which -- judging from that bullshit response -- I'm guessing you're one of those "too rich to have any" types.

[youreldestmitchell]

[Her reaction caused Simon to bite the inside of his cheek to not say anything that could cause him any trouble. Or anyone to take notice on who he was. He had just gotten back into the real world, he needed a moment to breathe first.]

I’m sorry, but who are you again?

[siennaplease]

[Sienna narrowed her eyes at him, planting her hand on her hip. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure her purse was still, well -- there -- before looking back over at this tall dark stranger.] Wow. There are a lot of potential responses going through my head right now. I could go with "disgruntled stranger," "your worst nightmare..." the list, sadly, goes on. But you can just call me "that girl whose patent leather Tommy Hilfiger purse went flying 20 feet on 50-year old cobblestone," for now.

[youreldestmitchell]

[It had been an hour since his plane had landed and he still hasn’t left the airport. He knew reporters would be outside just waiting for him to come out. He could see the headline now: Eldest Mitchell Back From the Dead. Or at least something like that. He knew the rumors that went around about his disappearance and for once was okay with them. 

Sitting in one of the chairs, he noticed a jacket getting left by one of the passengers about to board a plane. Now, a good person like his usual self would grab the jacket and run up to the man. These were different circumstances though. He didn’t want anyone to know he was back yet. He just wanted to slowly transition into the hum of a city and the background noise of people bustling around. He didn’t want the never ending phone calls from his family or the never ending questions from everyone. Not yet, anyway.

He took one of the shuttles to the address he had written down in a now crumbled piece of paper. The papers had also included where his siblings were staying. Walt Disney College. Sounded like a load of bull to him, but already being accepted due to the help from Nina when he landed in Brooklyn he decided to go. It was the better option he could choose. 

He thanked the driver once they stopped at the school. Carry-on now pulled over his shoulder, he tried to make his way to where he needed to go. Constantly looking from side to side seeing if anyone had noticed him or if reporters were already on their way to strike, he wasn’t paying any attention to anything in front of him and easily bumped into what felt like a person.] 

Ah, shit. I’m sorry — I shoulda looked where I was goin’, yeah? Here, lemme help. 

[siennaplease]

[It was a good day. Sienna felt the smile on her face as the sun warmed her cheeks and she shook her mane of hair out of it's clip. She strut down the sidewalk, smirking with superiority as she passed people by. Her smile fell as she watched some weirdo, shrouded in a hoodie -- in Florida... really? -- and shades walking quickly and sweeping his head from side to side like some serial murderer on the run. She wondered if she ought to confront him or report him for being such a freak in this humidity, but before she could open her mouth he was colliding into her at full force.

[inarabbitstew]

I’m sorry to hear that. May I ask what they are talking about?

[siennaplease]

Just... this relationship thing I've got going on. Or it's more of a polyamorous whatever thing.

[youknowtheorders]

I like this.

[siennaplease]

[chuckles against her lips] Me too.

[youknowtheorders]

O-okay. That’d be okay.

[siennaplease]

Okay... good.

[siameseamy]

This looks… okay. I think I can work with this.

[siennaplease]

Well, I should hope so. I bought the place with you in mind.

[eleanor-shellstrop]

Yeah, well, I don’t need to take relationship advice from a girl who’s in the middle of a seventh grade debacle with a boy across the hall!

[lockwoodbaron]

[grabs her foot again, tickling her toes a little] A little bit mean. [sticks his tongue out at Sienna] Never ever. [looks up at Ella] Yeah. We want to do a whole day that revolves entirely around you.

[youknowtheorders]

Ahh! *laughs and squirms her foot and flails her hands, nearly ruining Sienna’s work* Mean. I don’t want a whole day revolving around me. One thing would be okay, but I’d go crazy after a whole day.

[siennaplease]

Ugh! [Sienna grabs Ella hand again and sighs, glaring at Baron out of the corner of her eye] You'd better play nice if you want me to do that thing to you later. [to Ella] How do you know you would go crazy? You've never had a full day for yourself.

[luajul]

[evenbo]

Thank you, Sienna. I really appreciate it.

[siennaplease]

Of course. I don't like seeing you sad, actually. It really brings me down, too. Which is bad. I'm trying to combat frown lines.

[siennaplease]

M O O D B O A R D // Sienna Michelle Macnielle.

"TV taught me how to feel; now real life has no appeal."