WHAT : the big beach bash ! WHERE : by the carnival’s entrance AVAILABILITY : closed, @discoridans
THEIR FIFTEEN MINUTES OF UNWAVERING FAME has flickered and simmered into a quiet buzz from those who witnessed avi in action, their inflated ego drifting from the scene they’ve caused as more than few onlookers stamp avi’s performance to their memories and their stage name, abba, to their mouths. in truth, avi becomes high off it. this validation. this idea that the world is their circus, with avi as the ringmaster and curious eyes as their none-the-wiser audience. they latch onto it, folding the euphoria up and tucking it away in their pocket whilst they waltz toward the exit. always one to leave in the height of people wanting more, only for them to eventually return for an encore hours later. but right now — six inch heels under their belt — avi kisses the lingering intrigue goodbye. already in the middle of inhaling a hit from their vape before they recognize the person who’s taking their leave too. ❛ where are we off to, cat scratch? ❜ they toy with the nickname as they join trixie by the hip and continue walking, ❛ and is it far away from hyper-caffeinated matilda’s and eloise’s? ❜