"what did you wish for?" poppy was well aware of the fact that wishes made at fountains were supposed to be kept secret, or they risked not coming true, but she just had to know. what other choice did she have? being left out of the loop? not an option. "i'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours. pinky promise." if neither of them got their wish, well, at least they were in it together. besides- it was just a quarter, not some massive investment.
long sigh escapes glossed lips as the other scurries off again , hues falling upon manicured nails as she picked at them impatiently . stacey always did have a tendency to bore rather quickly , particularly so if activities weren't centered around herself . but with his return , features slowly light up with the stretch of a grin . " that's hot " she complimented , " pair it with some tailored , high waisted trousers ... wide leg , obviously , and you'll be good to go . " standing up , the femme moved closer to him in order to admire the garment more closely , fingers grazing over crimson embellishment . " and no need to thank me , i'll find some way for you to make it up to me later " and she meant it .
quickly grabbing his phone, lionel jotted down stacey's notes for him, not wanting to forget them. "got it." he trusted and valued her opinion more than the majority of those in his life - at least when it came to this. never once had he seen her in an outfit that was anything less than perfect. "you know... i'm not too sure how i feel about being indebted to you, but... if this look gets me the attention i need from the casting agents at this thing... i guess it'll be worth it." gathering the items he'd previously tried on, he headed back towards his closet, before stopping at the last second to look back at stacey with a small quirk of his eyebrow. "...it's not anything... like... gross, or illegal, is it? because i have a reputation to keep intact."
these sort of dinner were always fun to the actress . executives always having a watchful eye of prospective hires . actors at the edges of their seats trying to be on their best behavior . little did they know , that was by no means the way into these executives sights . " she thinks she's gonna be the next barbie , " austen giggled , leaning over to the brunette beside her . " who's gonna tell her they don't even know her mute ass is here , " she whispers before taking a sip from her cup . infamous mischievous look plastered across her face .
despite biting down on his bottom lip, trying to keep himself together, a small chuckle still managed to escape at austen's whispered observations. "barbie? she should aim for something a little more realistic-... american girl doll, maybe." mean, petty, unnecessary? maybe. but how else were they supposed to get through tonight? by not commenting on the stars around them? fat chance. "or... what are those babies, with the chubby cheeks? patchy something. it'd be a role basically made for her."
the male was grateful as the other didn't mention anything more about his mom, he was so used to her that he forgot how often people ended up star struck and how often he would loose his friends to her, even if just for a moment and even when it wasn't really her fault. archie gave a low chuckle as the other male moved so that he was pulling him from the club, happy to let him lead the way through the crowds of people, walking through the parted path. "oh you know, hitched my sister to a man ten years older than us, risked her addiction, announced i'd marry stacey and bianca on instagram. all things that make me horrific to her i'm sure."
lionel was quiet for a moment as he took in archie's explanations for his mother's disappointment, waiting until he was finished to turn towards him with furrowed brows and confusion evident on his face. "i fail to see how most of that is your fault, though. sounds more like your sister's doing, not yours." his hand fell from archie's grasp once they'd made it outside, using it to hail a cab instead. "in my opinion, your worst crime here is letting the idea of marrying bianca ever cross your mind." as though it wasn't one he'd had himself, once or twice in the past. "i just don't get why you're the one getting in trouble, for her choices."
"if that's your perspective then clearly you've only fucked pillow princesses and have no idea what else is out there. i'd say i can show you, but you don't fucking deserve it." she said, venom laced words wrapped up in a sickly, sweet giggle falling from her lips as she kicked her legs out in the water and used her elbows to prop herself up against the pool ledge.
"sounds like you need all the help you could get. otherwise, why would you be here, hm?" bianca asked with a quirk of her brow, grinning over at him as she turned toward him. "and how do i look at you, huh?" she asked, inching closer to him as she began to bat her lashes. "because you're seeing something that isn't absolute disappointment, then perhaps you're misreading, babe." she said, another giggle leaving her as she created distance between them once more. "and have you ever seen anything negative about me? everyone loves me, and i intend to keep it that way. i always get what i want, you know. and you on the other hand...well, don't. if only you had a work ethic. perhaps then i'd let you take me right in this pool."
"maybe. or maybe you don't know a thing about my sex life. last i checked... you've kind of made a point of not being involved in it." lionel's fingers ghosted over bianca's knee as he gazed up at her, giving his shoulders a small shrug, as though he was completely unbothered by her involvement - or lack thereof, rather - in his sex life. "did it ever cross your mind that perhaps, despite you being an insufferable bitch ninety-nine percent of the time... i might actually just enjoy your company?"
his wording wasn't exactly the kindest, but that didn't make the statement untrue. even though a good amount - perhaps even the majority - of their time spent together involved bickering, she was still one of, if not his most favorite person to be around. he didn't have to hold back with her - he could be nothing short of his true, awful self. "that's bullshit, and you know it." was it? after all, it wasn't like her flirting had ever even appeared to be genuine. maybe there as a chance she actually wasn't interested in him. no. it wasn't possible. he was simply too good looking to be rejected - it just didn't happen to him.
"oh, i've seen plenty of negativity about you in my diary." but other than there, well... she had a point. online speculation, sure, but comments from jealous haters hardly counted, not without any proof to back it up. "since when don't i have a work ethic? it'd be pretty fucking easy for me to get booked, if my only job was standing around and looking hot. some of us are actually out here trying to succeed in careers that require work - and weren't handed to us by our parents."
(—) ★ spotted!! PENELOPE "POPPY" BARDOT on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 21 year old looks like HALLE BAILEY, but i don’t really see it. while the SOCIALITE / HEIRESS / NEPO BABY is known for being LIVELY my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be DELICATE i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song NEEDY by ARIANA GRANDE {she/her / cis woman}
stats.
name: penelope louise bardot
nicknames: poppy, poppers
dob: february 22nd
zodiac: pisces
face claim: halle bailey
gender identity: cis woman (she/her)
sexuality: bisexual / biromantic
profession: socialite
hometown: beverly hills, california
spoken languages: english
positive traits: passionate, youthful, confident, lively, eager
negative traits: naive, impulsive, sensitive, spoiled, foolish, clingy, impatient, superficial, gullible
aesthetics: having to reapply the strawberry flavored gloss on her lips after licking it off again, asking “what are we?” to the rollar coaster attendant as they bring down the lap bar, an emotional attachment to the pleading face emoji
family.
alfie bardot (father)
candace bardot (mother)
peyton bardot (brother, age 25)
preston bardot (brother, age 25)
quick headcanons.
• for generations, the bardots have led a very comfortable - to say the least - lifestyle, reveling in frequent, lavish (and in poppy’s opinion, incredibly boring) garden parties, overpriced designer clothing, and couches that are just for looking at, definitely not sitting on. poppy knew she was fortunate to be blessed with such nice things, and parents who loved her, but growing up, she always seemed to feel like something was missing from her life. with a desire to see what life was like on the other side, teenage poppy began sneaking out, eventually befriending a group of hooligans that taught her what fun really was.
• her brief rebellious streak ended in an arrest for vandalism, after drunkenly having the ‘genius’ idea to spray paint a pair of boobs on the side of the public library. frankly, she still stands by her idea that night - it was a lot of fun, but her parents were less than impressed, and the lectures she got for months to come… not quite as fun. she was forbidden from seeing her new friends, and forced back into the high society lifestyle her parents desired for her.
• though she might not always (or… okay, ever, really) be the smartest person in the room, poppy like to think she makes up for it by having a big heart. something which, unfortunately… can come as a bit of a detriment to herself. she has a problem with romanticizing even the smallest of interactions, lingering on and chasing after any moment that makes her heart flutter, and refusing to give up on love even when it’s probably for the best.
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seeking out the female for opinions was equally a terrible yet clever decision . incredibly hard to impress , and ruthless with words , it'd be easy to be offended by her brutal honesty . but you could also guarantee you'd walk away looking better than ever . soft features harshen slightly , looking less than impressed as crimson lips purse in silent consideration while lounged back in her seat . " both are awful " stacey finally decides as she speaks up bluntly . " they're just so fucking boring . i mean , look at you ... you're hot shit . don't let mediocre clothing drag your ass down " believe it or not , there was a compliment in there , as she sits herself up slightly . " got anything in red ? "
maybe he should be insulted at stacey's criticism towards his outfit choices, but he wasn't. after all, her bluntness was why he'd asked her here. he needed someone who'd be honest with him, not sugar coat things, and made sure he looked his absolute best. besides- she had good taste. "red? uh... one sec." after a bit more searching in his closet, he returned, with a delicate, deep red, crystal top in hand. "what about this? i've had it hanging in there for ages now, but i've never been able to figure out what to pair it with."
"just a warm up? are you capable of more? i don't buy it, you seem so...vanilla. you know, you should really learn from your darling friend, archie. he totally gives boring vibes but he's blown my back out time and time again. he's totally off the rails now, it's hot." she said with a wide grin, baiting him with jealousy to motivate him to work harder.
"see, that's your problem. you're safe...and cautious." she said as she swam closer to him, leaning up against the wall of the pool beside him, elbows resting on the ledge as she arched herself towards the sun. "you don't make dangerous moves and because of that, you may play the game, but you'll never, ever win the prize."
"vanilla isn't always such a bad thing, you know. -- that is, if you're with someone that actually knows what they're doing. not everyone has to overcompensate by choking you out until you're so lightheaded that you don't realize they actually suck in bed." lionel argued, partially just for the sake of arguing. exploring different kinks could be fun too, he was well aware, but, in his opinion, there could be a beauty in something simple.
"thanks for the tip, but i don't really need any help in that department. you're just about the only person on this planet that doesn't want to put out for me." after a brief pause, he corrected himself, "that won't put out for me. i don't think interest has anything to do with it -- i've seen how you look at me." mostly because, well, he was looking at her in the first place. "why would i make the dangerous moves, when i have other people to do them for me? i don't like to get my hands dirty, babe. you ever see anything negative about me in the press? no? exactly. i'm spain's sweetheart, and i'm about to be america's too. just because you're sloppy, it doesn't mean i have to be."
“My mom is Persephone Sinclair.” He offered, as if that answered everything because it usually did, it wasn’t like his mom was old which was mortifying when it came to stuff like this when people usually hit on her, a factor of his life he had long since learnt to deal with. “But nah, she isn’t best pleased with me anyway, let this just be another life choice that she holds over me, I seem to be wracking them up these days.” Aussie should have been buzzing with him because he knew for once he was the bad twin.
the name immediately rung a bell in lionel's head, but he didn't comment, sure that, by now, archie had heard more than enough times about just how impressive his mother was. he didn't have famous parents himself - at least, not famous outside their local circles, but he was well aware of just how annoying it could be to be constantly reminded of the incredibly big shoes he was expected to fill.
"oh?" not about to let himself be dragged around like some dog on a leash, lionel took a few steps forward to put himself in front, taking the lead - even if he had no idea what direction they were supposed to be going in, once outside the building. "i love a good scandal. tell me, what kind of trouble have you been getting yourself into?"
she felt no remorse for what she did. for the way she led him on or how she had so easily wrapped him around her dainty little finger. if anything, he was the idiot for getting caught in her trap. and while he was there, she was going to revel in every single second of it, simply for her own personal amusement. a loud, dramatized moan leaves her lips at his word when he calls her a bitch, head tilting back and eyes closing shut for a moment. "you know i love it when you talk dirty." she said, bringing her gaze back down to him as another giggle left her lips.
before he could yank her into the pool, bianca kicked his hand off of her, taking a few steps back before diving into the water, emerging just a few feet in front of him as hands moved to push her now wet hair out of her face. "treating you like what? god, you're so dramatic. i'm just playing, honey." she said with a tilt of her head. "don't you like playing with me?"
despite himself, he couldn't help but smirk a little at bianca's reaction, aware of just how similar they could be sometimes. dramatic, bitchy, mischievous... perhaps it was why he'd become so intrigued with her - it felt like looking into a mirror, and there was no one he loved more than himself. "that was just a warm up, princess."
leaning back against the side of the pool, lionel watched bianca as she joined him in the water, letting his body adjust to the temperature. "i think i'd like it a lot more if i was the one doing the playing. ...but i'm not so sure you could handle my game."
"i'm not patronizing you, you just don't seem like the kind to go off and party with people not in our wage bracket." and there was nothing wrong with that but these past few weeks had shown archie just how much better people partied when it wasn't all about the guest list and who was wearing what. "now poppers is a shout, come on we gotta go before my mom catches me or some shit." he shuddered knowing she was around somewhere, hand slipping into the others as he tugged him with him.
hmm. lionel supposed he didn't really have an argument there. leaving his inner circle was pretty rare for him, after all. at least if he could help it, anyway. "why bother? "...your mom?" he couldn't help but laugh at that, at first assuming archie was simply joking -- before noticing the expression on his face. "do you normally party with your mother?" if so, well, he could see why the other man seemed as desperate to leave as he did. lionel loved his mother, of course, but other than perhaps something along the lines of a garden party or a gala... he wasn't interested in partying with her. "do you need me to distract her so you can sneak out? moms love me."
"wine? aren't you cute." archie hummed, eyes hungry as he looked the other over once more with a small chuckle. "where i'm heading you're going to get shots by the dollar, your feet will stick to the floor and you're as likely to be handed a little pill to forget the night as you are to bump into someone you hate at this collared affairs." he shuddered as he scanned the room once more. "you won't need wine."
"don't patronize me." lionel scowled, though there clearly wasn't much annoyance behind his words - after all, there were worse things to be called than cute, even if it was said more out of mockery than used as an actual compliment. "i was just trying to be a good guest. what's your suggestion, then, huh? poppers? ...because, actually, i might know a guy."
