#lock:start

[gabeleitner]

“Incoming!” Gabe grinned, the bubble of champagne trickling down from the neck of the bottle in his hands. Liquid was coming from every direction, from the wet, salty air, to the shake of ocean water sprinkling from Gabe’s soaking curls as he shook his head. The pop of the bottle opening had turned a few heads, most notably the person who took a blow to the head from the tiny corkscrew flying a few feet away. “Oh, fuck,” he muttered. “Sorry! Didn’t mean... for that. You know physics and all. Projectile flying items. Can I offer you a glass in these trying times?”

[ethanseguin-blog]

smash that like for an event starter from ethan !

[gcnnerpaxton]

like this if u want a personalized starter from beau fr the event!!

[teddylawrence]

like this if u want a personalized starter from teddy fr the event!!

[ncravalentine-blog]

Bobbing her head up out of the water, Nora had been swimming for nearly the past hour as she emerged, wet hair sticking to her shoulders. Her top had started to come untied, the white bikini loosening around her chest as she hurried to cover herself. “Shit! Pornographic Baywatch impersonation over here,” she exclaimed, struggling to retie it. “Can you help me out? Think I had one too many mimosas and this feels like trying to shove a cucumber through a pinhole. Whoa. More porno imagery. Tell Jesus I’m sorry.”

[frcnkievigo]

might not get to them tonight depending on if i can rally my energy but. like this for a fresh starter from frankie!

[morticiapacini]

imessage | open

morticia: i'd like to apologize to whoever was trying to get a hold of me at the mortuary. when i said "lost souls mortuary, you stab 'em we slab 'em" i didn't expect to get... tears... so that was awkward. so... sorry.

morticia: also don't call the other number on our website or the card. cause i answer those phones with "lost souls crematory, you kill 'em we grill 'em" and i feel like that would also make people cry.

[calliopeqt]

pastel curls bounced as the small female shook her head. “listen..” she began, her small voice competing with the loud music blaring from someone’s portable speaker. “you asked truth and I gave you my truth.” her small smile pink as her cheeks. “I have no idea what I identify as. Are boys cute?” calliope pretended to think for a moment, doll-like eyes looking around as the alcohol flowing through her veins made her even more bubbly, if that was even possible. “yeah! they’re really fucking cute. but do I think girls are majestic creatures and I sometimes don’t know if I want to be them or be on top of them? .....yeah!” pastel nails gripping a vodka soaked cherry as she popped it in her mouth. “alright. your turn anyway. truth or dare?”