#ava001

[della-slade]

Who: closed: @avahalliwell​ Location: Descanso Beach Club Time: Dinner, Saturday June 20th

Out of everyone who grew up on the island and left the last person she thought would ever return was Ava and here she was at the wedding of the year. Rather or not Ava remembered her she wasn't sure. The last time the two had spoke was before she had left the island and neither one had tried to keep in touch. Forcing a smile, Della looked at the girl she used to know. "I never thought I'd see the day you'd actually come and live on the island again."

[jasecxsh]

@zoeydeutchrp

                             He could feel them on him; cerulean eyes with daggers in their speed. Her presence had become something he could feel in his marrow---- a visceral awareness, one that only the girl with mercury for blood could incite in him, for he shared the same poison running through his veins, and that meant all the world. Jason knew she was waiting for him to turn to face her, to acknowledge the fact that their hatred and their passion was thrumming the air, causing the rest of air in the bar to must. He smirked; he knew she could see it. He would infuriate her the way she infuriated him, even if for just a few more moments. Finally, he took one more sip of his drink and turned to face her, head tilted and smile smug. “Why don’t you take the fucking picture already, Wright” he mused cooly, his tone an amalgam of venom and something else, something of husk and earth. He leaned forward a bit, eyes never leaving that devestating pair of eyes, blowing a breath that scented of scotch and mint as he spoke. “It’ll last longer, and I know how much you love to look at my face.”