gonna charge my phone and watch some netflix
like for a starter when i come back
people who owe me a reply are tagged :)
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gonna charge my phone and watch some netflix
like for a starter when i come back
people who owe me a reply are tagged :)
"I get it, I'm rich too."
"Having money kind of sucks, you never know who want’s to be your friend and who’s just hanging around you for free stuff."
"What do you want?"
grudgeosborn
"I- uh- I," Alex stammered, looking at the floor. She had been looking for her father, and had gotten lost in the Oscorp building. "I didn’t mean to intrude, I’m sorry."
grudgeosborn entered the club
The club was loud, but they always were. Issy liked it like that. She liked being able to drown out everything, especially with alcohol. These bartenders all knew her, everyone knew her. Daughter of Tony Stark, a model who appeared on the cover of Vogue every other month. Last year she was voted number three on the list of Top Ten Hottest People Under 21. She’d been on that list since she was fifteen. Now she was eighteen and men were buying her drinks and bartenders were pretending to believe her fake ID because she flirted and told them she’d convince her dad to hire them for the next Stark bash.
Her friends had already found their own hook up buddies for the evening, but she was being picky tonight. She was feeling selective, and she could be. So she sat at the bar alone, trying to find someone suitable. The bartender tapped her shoulder and handed her a drink, pointing at someone sitting down the bar. She smiled, took the drink and walked over to them. “You know, it’ll take a lot more then this to get me drunk. And a lot less then this to get my attention.”
"Hey, do you need help with that?"
"Think I've got it."
[text]: Peter just came over and he's looking for you...
[text]: Why would I be there?
[text]: Need me to come over
[text]: Bring him by?
grudgeosborn
"Who are you and what do you want?"
"Your sex song with Norman is on!" Harry shouted.
"What are you talking about?!"
"Also don't call your dad by his first name..."