#int. bellamy

[presleyfarrow]

starter for: @thebellamyxcalvert location: poolside at presley's house

"I need to make a confession," Presley says with a sheepish smile, looking over the tops of her sunglasses.

"I think I did something bad."

[macaulaymontgomery]

starter: @thebellamyxcalvert location: sharky's, halloween

"Okay, don't give me the judgey eyes," Mac prefaces to her workers, looking at her outfit in puzzlement.

"I said that you were Shego from Kim Possible and that was apparently wrong as hell -- who are you supposed to be? You're not like, edgy Buttercup, right?"

[goobiedelgado]

closed starter for bellamy calvert ( @thebellamyxcalvert ) -> pinball wizard

Pinball Wizard isn't one of Goobie's usual haunts, and is in fact somewhere they go out of their way to avoid due to the amount of annoying kids and smelly adults spending way too much time and money on games for prizes that fall apart within weeks. It's lame. Unfortunately it's Clipper's birthday and what he wants he gets. Fine. Goobie's still not going to play any fucking games.

Instead they're staring at the prize wall, entertaining themselves trying to guess how much each one is actually worth in dollars, not tickets. The arrival of the attendant shifts their focus, though, and dark eyes flicker with recognition.

"I know you, yeah?" Goobie crosses their arms, certain now that she's got a full view of the girl's face. "We met at that bonfire thing."

[goobiedelgado]

closed starter for bellamy calvert / @thebellamyxcalvert

located @ burning of the exes bonfire bash

Although Goobie has no exes to speak of - something they've avoided by simply never calling anyone their girlfriend - nothing could stop them from attending a good party. Their set isn't until later tonight, when the drunk and broken-hearted have enough booze in them to keep them on the dance floor until the late hours of the night, so Goobie's been free-roaming the crowd; them and Aeris had finally gone their own ways after feeling a gloating bit of kinship over the fact there were at least a few copies of each of their photos in the bonfire. It's tough to be heartbreakers, but someone has to do it.

Getting bored (and tired of all the crying, lonely people around the edge of the fire), Goobie finds solace in a quiet patch of beach near the water. It's too cold to do any more than stare at the lapping waves, but it's calm, and it's a good place to smoke a little herbal cigarette and pop a molly before the festivities really get cooking. They're patting at their pockets, trying to remember the last place they had a lighter, when a passing stranger - a passing angel, sheesh - grabs their attention. There's a lighter in one of their cargo pants pockets, they know it, but Goob calls out to the girl anyway, suddenly intent on getting her attention.

" Hey, wait, come back. " Goob looks up and waves the little herbal cigarette. " You have a lighter on you? "