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i think you're magic sarah, 20, pisces

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oli-andrews‌,

                    ‘    She’s not Bloody Mary, Sarah.  ‘

               ‘    doubtful.       she’s a ghost of last night’s christmas    at least.     ‘

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ry-ry-rylea‌,

                      ‘ I’m a vegan.         so, hard pass.        Sorry.’

            ‘     oh damn.          okay,    okay,     this is not the end,    someone will want this godforsakened pizza.     ‘

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oli-andrews‌,

                      ‘     We can’t waste a whole pizza. Hand it over….         what would you do without me here to eat all the food you don’t want?      ’

                 ‘     thank cheesy goodness for your stomach,    mister.     ‘              sarah sighed out in relief as she handed over the pizza,      proceeding to put her hands in her pockets and rock slightly back and forth on her heels,     clear hues set on oliver.            ‘    y’know,     i’d probably be having to pick off the meat from my mistakes and treating it in therapy because the flavor lingers so     i thank ye,    o ‘ nobleman,    for your benevolence and compassion.     ‘

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walker-on-sunshine‌,

                    ‘ you know me, i’ve never said ‘no’ to a pizza a day in my life and i won’t start today! hand it over. i’ve got you. ’

                ‘       you    ‘re the kind of support any human being needs,     walker.      ‘           sarah said as she sighed in relief and handed jesse the pizza box. 

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logantheluscious‌,

                   ‘ you definitely can’t eat this. there are other pizzas in this world and they deserve you way more than this nemo fellow. i just ate like, five brownies- regular kind but i wouldn’t put it past my mom- so i’ll need a minute. in the meantime, we have to order you another one. a better one. ’

                 ‘       ----- OH MY GOD ONE JUST WINKED AT ME.      ‘            she’d just maybe been staring at the anchovies all the while and halfway listening to logan,      and then the greasy dead eye had maybe,    possibly    moved     and so the pizza box flew out of her hands and onto the ground.            ‘     fuck,    sorry,     i’ll ----- nope,    i can’t.     ‘           the blonde said as she made a fleeting attempt at picking up the pizza box and was invaded by a surge of repulse.

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notorious-nicholas‌,

                  ‘ i would rather DIE. ’

              ‘     c’mon!     eat it?     i’ll feel guilty for a week if i throw out an entire pizza.     ‘

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                    ‘      no,    i ---- definitely won’t die because of this...       although i’m a vegetarian so ---     do you want a whole pizza?      it’s got some kind o’ fish on it.     ‘

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oli-andrews‌,

[looking at his phone, specifically at Gossip Girls page.] Huh, wow, she really has gone quiet. Weird, man.

                    ‘    hussssssh,    you’ll summon her.     ‘

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artistic-evelyn‌,

                 Ew. No. I’m sorry but pineapple does not belong on pizza, you heathen.

                ‘      you,  simple-minded peasant,  just can’t understand the complexity of flavors that pineapple adds to pizza.     ‘

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hunky-huntzberger‌,

          interesting. william might have assumed that she was one of logan’s discount pals but there was something upper east side there… hm, a quick facebook friends search would clear this up since she was determined to cut their little chat short and all before he’d had the pleasure of name dropping himself. then again, he might get one in still.                 ’ well, you are the expert, ’ he waved, letting out a little laugh at her comment before pressing his hand to his mouth briefly.                 ’ i’ll try to recover. while i’m sure you have it all under control, if you ever do find yourself in a sticky situation- rave related or otherwise- that the usual sodium bicarbonate cannot take care of, look me up. ’ a momentary pause, and then- ’ william huntzberger. ’

            of course he didn’t remember her from school ,    why would he ?      she’d been the mildly intimidating ,    quiet outsider that ...     slept with  - or was rumored to -  a couple of the sports team members .   what sport ?    sarah could never remember .   she doesn’t even bat her eyes when he says his name ,    looking rather bored .              ‘    i know who you are ,   william .    i went to constance .    and it’s kinda pathetic that you come back from whatever ass place to just go around randomly asking about logan .    is he your crush ?    are you guys secretly in love ?     i’m sure gossip girl will   love   this ,    and we could all use a good romance around here .     ‘

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Jesse: I promise you that we don't die in a barricade 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Sarah: i'm so not convinced dude but okay i'll see u in the barricades xoxoxo

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hunky-huntzberger‌,

            ’ very impressive. say, you don’t per chance have any sort of personal relation to logan hunter, do you? i’m sure he could do with the professional advice, ’ william commented ever so casually before letting out a laugh. he’d been gone from the upper east side for what felt like a lifetime and her place in all this was still escaping him but so far, so good. ’ i see you’ve already purchased and read my manual on that particular problem. absolutely, would you rather make it yourself or do you want my guy to take care of it for you? finding the most competent employee at any smoothie bar is a challenge but i had my ways. ’

          weird question.        ‘  uh...   yeah,   i know logan.   and i know for a fact he doesn’t need the advice.  ‘         her features remain calm and rather detached,   she sips the strawberry slash blueberry smoothie through the straw without tearing her eyes away from...    that.            ‘  nah,   honey,    i don’t need some dude’s manual on things that just take a little intrapersonal strategy,    ‘m good.     and don’t take any offense,    but i changed my mind.    i’ll just go home and have a water with sodium bicarbonate and lemon,    spring back to life.  thanks.     ‘

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Jesse: I appreciate ya 🤗🤗🤗

Jesse: It's okay either way, they can know I'm coming. It won't change a thing 🤘

Jesse: I will do!!!

Sarah: right back atchaa 🖤🖤🖤

Sarah: it will if when we meet up, GG is there

Sarah: like, i get it's a plot at the les mis style for what i figure but ?????? there's gotta be a lil surprise effect in any takedown plan

Sarah: i don't wanna die in a barricade, okay?

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notorious-nicholas‌,

                  ’ excellent. just what i was hoping to hear, sandy. AH, here was me thinking that was the upper east side’s best kept secret but yes, they do that. especially with your hair flip just so, i’m very impressed. ’ nick grinned and tilted his glass towards her in a mock toast before a smirk played across his lips. what? was he just supposed to pass up on the opportunity? after all that had happened… nick was happy for oli. ’ oh oli, is it? my mistake. moi? ideas? so quick to accuse! i wouldn’t know what you were talking about and apparently neither would you. ’ nick let out a laugh as she spoke about her parents. it never even passed his mind, you know. their brief history. the nonchalance of now. ’ wonderful! honestly, who doesn’t deserve to get a little tipsy tonight? i hope both your mother and father have a lovely time. chill is a rare concept around here i believe. me? yes, of course. her name’s freya harrison. this is her first time here. she’s…from los angeles. ’

            bad word choice with ...      anyone .       at least nick wasn’t a jackass who would give her shit for what she refused to acknowledge and she knew he knew ,     and he knew she knew he knew ,     and ----     enough .           ‘    t’ hell with you ,     vanderbilt .    ‘              she’s chuckling lightly ,     though ,     and her words hold a very amicable tone .       now his response comes as a surprise and she lets it show ,     arching her brows .       she wasn’t the fondest of gossipgirl but everyone knew about nick’s and charlotte’s ...       thing .         ‘    AH!      L.A. ,   sounds  fun .     so a social climber ?      a good start with you if that’s the case ,      but the she - devil will eat her for breakfast ...        wait ,      that    sounds dirty .     ‘

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hunky-huntzberger‌,

                 ‘ really? and did you do-, ’ he gestured towards what ink of hers was visible, ‘ this? descriptive but also a kindness i’m sure. i can only imagine what a hungover tattoo would look like when the tattoo-ee isn’t the one who’s hungover. AH, now we’re getting somewhere. what do you need? tips on how to get luminous paint out of those hard to reach places or an unseemly ‘cure all’ smoothie? ’

            she nods ,      pinching the bridge of her nose .         ‘  some of ‘em ,    not all .     others i just did the design ,     and others not even that .  ‘           the blonde chuckles and arches her brows ,      definitely would look terrible which was why she’d escaped the parlor .              ‘   hard to reach places ?    bringing someone else in the shower with y’ is the solution .      how ‘bout the cure all smoothie ?    ‘

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oli-andrews‌,

                                When the news of the spring fling had been announced Oliver had to fight the urge to roll his eyes– Another gimmick-y event designed to create drama and gossip– but both he and Sarah had decided to pass, and found themselves sitting criss cross apple sauce on the living room floor of his brownstone playing uno.

              ‘I hate you right now’ he grumbled as he reached into the middle to pick up his new cards and added them to his hand before reaching back over and plucking the joint she’d just put down from the ash tray and bringing it to his lips. 

                For days he’d been ignoring the nagging thought in the back of his mind. The one that kept telling him that he didn’t want to just ignore that tipsy day drunk kiss he’d given her in central park.

                 But doing that would go against everything  he felt he should be doing. He should be distancing himself, being friendly but not too friendly. Move on, distract himself with another pretty girl, preferably one that didn’t make the idea of turning his whole world upside down seem so inviting, someone easy and no strings attached. But he never had found it easy to do what he should.

                    ‘Somehow I don’t think so.’

              she wasn’t extremely competitive ,   but enjoyed the pretense to poke fun at him .              ‘   that’s okay ,     you   can   cry ,    oli .   ‘                perhaps it was better that way ,    things shouldn’t have really escalated in any case .     different social circles ,    different social standings ,     different backgrounds even .      oliver knew to abide to the rules of the jungle and sarah knew the best way to go around them .          chaotic . 

              with her cards in hand ,     she moved to lay on her side ,    reaching for a small pillow from the sofa and putting it below her head ,      her blonde locks moved out from beneath her and sprawled across the pillowcase ,     neck exposed .                   ‘     see ,      that’s sad .     they definitely should get a delivery service ,     we  -the munchies people-  need   that .     ‘                  her words come with the casual use of two spin the rounds    ( which ,    playing one on one uno makes the world go ‘round and the turn to repeat )    and red six .               ‘    ----------or a delivery service with a selection menu for the munchies people .        god ,    that’s genius .       so genius it   has to   exist already .    ‘