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Levi was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the party, leaning back in her ever so classy costume, her eyes were scanning the room for a potential life to ruin for the nigh, she hummed as she thought. She locked eyes with a fellow celebrity across the way and smirked, she sipped her dry martini as her eyes never left theirs, waiting for the other make their first move.
The party had just begun, Clara and Toni had made their grand entrance together as the power couple, Gomez and Morticia Addams. Halloween was Clara’s favorite holiday, it fit her aesthetic, the one that not many people got to witness. Their lavish home was decorated to whole nine that was exactly how the couple wanted it to look. She was mingling with the crowd with a drink in hand as she walked gracefully around. It had been a while since she had let herself get drunk and have fun since she still had a young child to take care of but her daughter was with her nanny. She picked up the shot then downed it, making a face. “Ugh, that’s terrible, another.”
Levi was standing in the middle of an isle at Whole Foods, she was trying to figure out the difference between Organic marinara sauce and vegan marinara sauce. She was in the isle for a good ten minutes trying to figure out which one society would allow her to buy and which one they’d hate her for. “How the fuck does one even differentiate between the two, they look exactly the same.” She muttered to herself, hoping she was by herself, she wasn’t. “Maybe you can assist, what’s the difference?” she asked, holding both containers for the other to see.
scouting out pedestrians wasn’t quite as fun as it used to be. no one was dressed like a madman. so sad. it was hard to find anyone who truly peaked his interest – the majority of them were as boring as their haircuts – until he saw someone he... kind of recognized... walking towards them, microphone as though he were an interviewer in hand, he began, “ so, i’m trying to get some soundbites for my next album. you got the time to answer a few questions ? ”
“are these things EVER going to get any easier?” it was PENELOPE’S first real carpet press event. she’s sat at a round table next to the other, it’s for some makeup brand she recalls, inviting in a few models and singers alike for friendly faces on the carpet, give out some samples to possible consumers. she knew the game, she wasn’t a very important piece, but GOD — the glitz of it all really made her feel like one, if only for a while. “i swear when people come up and say hi, it’s like they think i’m supposed to know who they are already. what ever happened to, i don’t know.. introducing yourself?”
Clara was sitting on set in her chair as she was waiting for the crew to set up the next scene. She glanced over from her script at the person beside her, a thought came into her mind, “How much do you want to bet that more than half of the celebrities invited to the Met will be dressed away from the theme? I’m almost certain, I saw a prom dress on one of those young stars. Felt almost sorry for the poor girl.”
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‘ HOW LONG has that no smoking sign been there? i’m like forty-seven percent sure that wasn’t there a second ago. ’ whoops. eliot brought the cigarette to his lips, ignoring the message on the wall as per usual. what were they going to do, throw him out? probably. blowing the smoke away, he sighed. ‘ or maybe it was & i just chose to ignore it.’ determining the more likely explanation didn’t take a genius. he like to think of the signs as a mere suggestion, which he kindly declined ‘ smoking is good for you y’know, burns our insides. that way we can be prepared for the afterlife, when the entirety of the human race plunges in the fiery depths of hell --- want one? ’
