#agnesfm.event002

[luegner]

                    @agnesstarters​                     /                     open   to:   everyone

                    she used the olive at the end of the toothpick to stir the martini. brown eyes were glued to the bottom of the glass, staring right through the water like liquid. just that martini was a little bit stronger than water. behind the heavy and colorful makeup, adriana was clearly sulking. all night had she tried to avoid him, had taken turns in the middle of her path just not to bump into the blond idiot. and yet she’d come face to face with him and he ruined the whole party for her with just one sentence. the most frustrating part was that he didn’t seem very fazed by the sharp words she’d thrown back at him. sighing deeply, the brunette just nodded her head when somebody approached and asked to take the seat next to her. “make yourself a home.” she hummed before taking a large sip from her glass. 

[carlacervelli]

for: @evnoiia / noah where: costume gala when: early in the night

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If there was ever a perfect time to make an attempt at entering normal society, Carla was of the opinion that a costume gala was absolutely that time. It was simple- if people thought she was weird, she could blame it on the wig. Nobody acts normal in a wig, right?

As she swayed to the music, she felt a thankful rush, looking around and not finding any faces too familiar. She gave the crowd one look, trying to spot a costume that she could start a conversation over, until she spotted not a costume, but a face. 

Her eyes widened, shocked like she’d seen a ghost. It couldn’t be... no... Noah had mentioned living in Rhode Island, but Islesbury? What were the chances? She was statue-still, terrified that he would notice her. Would he ask why she had been missing from the group for a few weeks now? Would he repeat her truly embarrassing username out loud? Her mind was rushing with panic, unable to find a good way that this could end. 

She was, however, not at all subtle about her staring and her shock. This would prove to be a problem.

[laurenberkshire]

for: @brighternite​ / lal where: costume gala when: middle of the party

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Lauren wasn’t drunk, per say, but being steady plied with wine had left her more than a little tipsy. It made dancing much more fun, and talking to new people easier. Here was the cross-section of those two things, Lauren discovered, jiving on the dance floor beside a total stranger and feeling the urge to learn everything about her.

“I recognize your face!” she said, struggling to make herself heard over the music. “But I can’t figure out where from!? How do I know you?”

[alexanderwarrencc]

 “𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗐.”  ( @agnesextra )

[luegner]

                                  @evnoiia​                       /                     plotted starter

                    they had started talking about an hour ago. william had seen her standing at the bar and at the sight of the short dress he simply hadn’t been able to turn the other way. phew ... women seemed to have that effect on him more often than he liked to admit. which didn’t matter at that moment. all that mattered was his hand on her lower back as she laughed at his dry jokes and the way she allowed him to look at her, to admire her really. gina, she was like the girl that ended up with the hero in a movie. beautiful. warm skin. a lovely voice. humor he enjoyed. a dream. at least for a night. 

the irishman was more than sure that she’d allow his hand to slide down lower. he knew it, almost. however, he wanted to hold on to the last pieces of dignity he claimed to have and at least pretended to be the perfect gentleman. “you know, dear gina.” the irish accent was falling thickly from his tongue. “i’m certain there isn’t a woman at this party tonight who would live up to the way you’ve made me feel.” the words were spoken almost directly into her ear since he wanted only her to catch them. billie already knew he could have her. but he liked the cat and mouse game between them and wanted to enjoy it just a little bit longer.

[luegner]

❛   congratulations.   you’ve   just   won   gold,   silver,   and   bronze   in   the   morons   olympics   !!   ❜       (   @agnesextra​   )

[laurenberkshire]

for: @midcstouch​ / derin where: costume gala when: early in the night

Lauren was trying (and mostly failing) to let loose and let herself have a good time, an occurrence that wasn’t unusual. Her suit chafed, the music was either too quiet or too loud, and she couldn’t tell if this girl was staring at her. 

She probably was, right? Sure, she usually was on the more paranoid side about these things, when people were usually just staring off into space, but she was dressed as Batwoman, which would give her a reason.

She had to do something. She couldn’t just... ignore the staring. She was 75% sure the staring was directed at her, and she was ready to take a stand. A meek stand, but a stand nonetheless.

“Uh... hi?” 

[fieryhcart]

“ 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒.” ( @agnesextra )