#hilton.start

[aureliafms-blog]

location  :  outside  a  party  time  :  3  am 

waiting  outside  for  an  uber  after  another  night  of  going  to  another  party  ,  just  to  have  the  same  empty  feeling  once  the  rush  of  adrenaline  fades  .  is  it  worth  it  ?  that  one  small  bit  of  adrenaline  where  aurelia  makes  another  headline  or  gets  people  to  take  their  phones  out  to  record  her  ?  if  it’s  all  just  temporary  ?  she  doesn’t  like  to  think  about  that  .  plus  ,  she  can’t  let  herself  think  like  that  right now  when  she’s  still  supposed  to  be  that  rambunctious  &  rude  girl  .  so  she  turns  to  the  person  next  to  her .  “  what  the  fuck  are  you  looking  at ?  ”  she  snarls.  

[rydrfm]

“isn’t it fucking sick that lobsters like... mate for life, crustaceans are fucking cool,” ryder brought up randomly, taking a swig of his beer as he turned to look at the other. “anyways, i’m craving a good ass cheeseburger, wanna grab one after this round?”

[brksfm]

“  it’s  a  graveyard shot ,  ”  he  holds  the  murky  liquid  in  the  plastic  cup  up  towards  the  other  .  “  it’s  got  like  ,  rum  ,  tequila  ,  vodka  . . .  i  think  fireball  .  it’s  my  specialty  and  you  can’t  leave  me  hanging  .  it’s  my  birthday  . .  ”  pauses  ,  he  glances  from  the  cup  back  towards  the  other  with  a  dumb  smile  on  his  face  ,  “  either  you  take  this  shot  with  me  ,  or  you  let  me  pick  what  we  do  next  .  your  choice  ,  babe  .  ”

[ctrlalexis]

“you know it’s funny that you mention that,” she half responded, not at all interested in what the other had the say, wanting to jump at the opportunity to talk about herself. “i got this cute lingerie set, wanna see?” her eyes sparkled with excitement, opening up her phone to scroll through her photo album until she found her selfie in the sparkly emerald green set. “what do you think? it’s a brand deal for this super cute boutique, i’m literally obsessed.” 

[gifm]

“  one  through  five  .  pick  a  number  ,  ”  eyes  bore  into  the  others  as  elbows  rest  against  the  table  top  ,  not  hiding  the  way  her  pupils  seem  to  be  swallowing  her  irises  .  “  it  isn’t  a  question  ,  and  you  get  no  hints  .  but  if  you  want  to  admit  you’re  a  pussy  ,  you  can  go  ahead  and  do  that  after  you  pick  a  number  .  ”  hint  of  something  pulling  up  on  the  corners  of  her  lips  ,  yet  she  doesn’t  let  it  take  over  her  features  .

[tattoobailee]

       bailee had dug herself so far deep into a tiktok hole that she hadn’t even heard the person sitting next to her speak up initially -- but when they tapped her on the shoulder , she jumped slightly. pulling one of her air pods out of her ear , bailee offered them an apologetic smile . ❝ sorry . guess i fell victim to tiktok yet again . what were you saying ? ❞