#isabelcxsillas

[parkxjoonho]

[ @isabelcxsillas ]

Going out to bars and drinking wasn’t something Joon-ho did very often, and when he did, it usually involved being dragged there. He was definitely more of a one-on-one type of person. Being in a bar just meant loud, obnoxious people talking over each other. And Joon typically found himself struggling to follow along with what his friends were talking about and focusing on them more than relaxing and drinking himself—which left him being the responsible one of the group most of the time. But he put himself in that position. It wasn’t like he could blame them.

However, this time seemed to go a little differently. One of his friends passed him a shot as he finished his drink and before he knew it, they were daring him to go talk to a woman that was alone at the bar. Encouraging him, including him. After taking the shot and one of his friends ruffling his hair with a grin, Joon felt like he’d definitely come to regret all of this. But what was the worst that could happen? A laugh bubbled up out of him as he pushed his way through, fixing his hair and approaching the woman at the bar. “Hey.” The liquid courage was definitely helping as he slipped into the seat next to her. He probably wouldn’t have even made it this far without it. “Is—” Joon furrowed his brow. What was he supposed to say? He wanted to ask if she was okay because she almost looked upset. Maybe he could work up to it? “Care for some company?”

[gretamorrison]

city of stars | greta & isabel

@isabelcxsillas

Greta wasn’t often willing to go the extra mile for anyone when it came to the movie industry. She had been part of it and wanted no business there anymore, maybe because it destroyed her relationship with her father but perhaps simply because she got an insight of how damaged it was from a young age. But Isabel was Lucas sister and she already thought highly of him, so she was thrilled to be helping the girl out.

With some premiers happening, she was excited to get all dolled up. That was always a fun part about the film industry, one got to dress up every once in a while, in between set madness. Greta personally preferred skipping the madness and just attending the parties. She hired two makeup and hair artists, aside from having some dresses shipped in by her designer friends. If Isabel was having the Hollywood insights experience, she needed to fit the part.

She was warned by the maid in her father home, a woman that had helped her mom raised her and lived dearly in Greta’s heart, that the guest had arrived. She checked on their hair and makeup that were ready for them and then went to greet Isabel. “Hi, dear! Welcome! You’re right on time.”

[mjxbrooks]

@isabelcxsillas

This was the trouble of traveling with a young child. Magdalena sighed as she frantically rapped on Carly’s door. She’d taken Cara to Los Angeles for a girls’ day. As always, Magdalena had asked countless times before beginning the trip back home, but despite her pressing, the child had insisted -- insisted -- that the bathroom wasn’t a necessary trip. She should’ve known better, Magdalena berated herself. This always happened. Now she was left standing outside of someone else’s home because her daughter couldn’t wait the few more minutes until they were back in their own house. 

“I’m so sorry,” Magdalena apologized profusely when the door opened. “Cara’s got an emergency.” She stopped short when she realized that the woman standing behind the door wasn’t Carleigha. “Sorry,” she began again. “I thought Carly would be home. My kid has a bathroom emergency, but of course she couldn’t wait until we got home. Do you mind?”