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Party Girls || Lottie & Fionna
“You made it! I’m so glade you’re here darlin. Come in! Come in!” Lottie was over the moon to see Fionna and took her hand to lead her farther into the party that was already well under way. There was loud music and plenty of people mingling in some parts of the house and dancing in the backyard where the DJ had been set up. “What would you like to drink?” Lottie asked as they got to where the bar had been set up.
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The Princess & the DJ
“Zane Taylor?”
Zane had been conversing with his girlfriend, Fionna and her friends before he stopped and turned his head. Recognition was registered on his features, his eyes widening, his mouth open and nostrils flared as he broke out into a huge smile and laughed in astonishment at who had called his name.
“Brooke SinClair! At least that’s who I think it is. I don’t know, we haven’t talked in so long,” He joked as he stepped forward, his arms open invitingly for the tall, slender woman who stood before him.
Brooke’s long extensions fell at her waist in wavy curls, her outfit outdoing nearly everyone’s at the A-List party, a dazzling gold dress, covered in crystals that could blind a pilot. She wore rock-sized diamond earrings on her lobes, wore custom Guiseppe Zanotti heels on her feet, complete with a matching clutch bag in hand, carried by her perfectly manicured fingernails. She held a champagne glass in the other hand, her pinky promptly up.
“Zane, now you know I don’t do hugs,” She stepped back and pointed a finger at him accusingly, raising her sculpted brow at him. “Air kisses only.”
Zane sighed, dropping his arms defeatedly.
“Fine,” He rolled his eyes playfully then leaned forward. He almost touched his cheek to hers, though an inch remained between them as they both kissed the air, then switched sides.
Brooke pulled back contently, playing with a strand of her hair as she looked up at the popstar.
“That’s better,” She said, giving him a genuine smile which was quite unusual for her. She looked behind Zane, her eyes landing on Fionna, giving her one of those quick, “hi, you’re not that important but we’re making eye contact so here”, type smiles. She knew who the blonde was, but was wondering why such a low caliber “celebrity” was at a party of this status. She figured she was Zane’s plus one.
Zane looked back behind her, his hands shoved into the pocket of his suit before he realized he should probably introduce her to everyone.
“Oh! Here, Brooke meet--”
“Wait, give me a sec,” She held up the hand her clutch was in to stop him before she walked around him and up to an unfamiliar guy, handing him her glass. She then opened her clutch and retrieved a hundred dollar bill from it, holding it out between two of her long, tanned fingertips. “I’m sick of this cheap shit. Just get me something on the rocks. No cheaper than $300 and I will be able to tell.
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(ง’̀-‘́)ง { pick your poison }
(poison picked: Juan and Hudson)
{↨}—Juan had to say he was never really surprised when he got punched—not to say he didn’t deserve it, as running his big, dumb mouth has gotten him in this situation more than a few times, but this time was different. He hadn’t really thought he’d said anything stupid enough to get hit, but now here he was, on the ground and rubbing his jaw.
“I take it your not a fan of my flirting?” He asked, not making any moves to stand up.
"Boo!"
“FUCK!”
"I've brought you a gift..." Fionna said gently as she sat beside him with a small smile and an envelope passed towards him.
“Oh! Danke, can I ask as to the occasion?” He asked as he picked up the envelope.
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“ So what ?? Am I suppose to put my life on pause when you’re not around ?? Lock myself in here all day and wait for you to get home ?? " she questioned in a harsh tone, fixing the back of her hair. “ Don’t look at me like that,” she snapped.
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“Hey, we open in a minute.” Max called out to the person who seemed to be trying to get into the small museum he ran. They weren’t someone he recognized which means they weren’t from the town. Fortunately (and maybe a little unfortunately) everyone knew everyone in this small town he moved to while in high school. “You in from out of town?” Max dropped his finished cigarette butt to the ground and stepped on it before walking towards the door so he could unlock the door and start the day.
"It would have been better if we never met..." { pick your poison }
Tarzan had no words. Wouldn’t even know what to saw even if he did. His best friend was telling him that they shouldn’t have met. The one person that had pulled him through every crazy moment of his life and had let him stay over when he couldn’t safely stay with his aunt and uncle. He stood, attempting to cover his tears as he debated leaving or staying. “Fi...” He croaked out in a whisper. “I can’t loose you.”
