#mobawards2024

[milaxkorshunova]

Lyudmila Korshunova attends the 2024 London Awards at the Royal Albert Hall

Date: 23rd March 2024 Wearing: Gucci with family heirloom accessories Escorted by: nobody bc she can't have Leonardo DiCaprio nor Cillian Murphy

[sofiedekker]

Location: London Awards Afterparty

@mobscene-starters

Sofie leaned back against the back of her seat. While the free drinks from winning would have been nice, she wasn't going to let losing get in the way of living this night up to its fullest. Her eyes focused on one drink on the table that was still mostly fully and let them drift up to the owner of said drink "Please tell me you're not planning to be boring the entire night."

[svetavorshevsky]

Svetlana Vorshevsky’s London Awards 2024 Attire.

Location: Royal Albert Hall Accompanied by: Pavel Seleznyov When: 23rd of March, 2024.

[amescastaignede]

Amélie Castaignéde's London Awards 2024 Attire.

Location: Royal Albert Hall Accompanied by: @drrutherford When: 23rd of March, 2024.

[oliviacoppola]

Pour a little salt, we were never here

Date: March 22, 2024 Warnings: none Where: Berkeley Estate, post plot drop

The fact that her first thought upon watching the video was to look for Giorgio absolutely disgusted Olivia. She wanted to wretch at the very thought. Part of his appeal was the fact that he was an absolute trash human being that wasn’t even worth developing feelings for. After all, she wasn’t even his only mistress.

And yet, here she was, scanning the rooms in the absolutely massive mansion as she was trying to make her way out, just to make sure he was still alive. Luckily, she wasn’t too far lost in the delusion to think they’d have some romantic reunion, or that he was sparing even a second to think about her in this moment.               She’d seen Patrizia glaring at her enough times over the course of the night to know where her boyfriend’s attention would be.

If Olivia was smart, she’d bow out gracefully. Theirs was not a relationship meant to last, after all. But, the siren’s call of her designer clothes, fancy apartment, and the white powder nestled in the very bottom of her purse that sustained her through long nights at the bar and even longer nights out on the town had what little soul she possessed in a vice grip. And that was enough to fill her soul.

So why was she acting like a lovesick little girl over fucking Giorgio Pecatti?

She’d long since lost track of just what room she was in when she saw them. It wasn’t long, just a quick glimpse of the two figures stealing a moment alone to reassure them. For the first time all night, something other than a frown or glare graced Patrizia Pecatti’s face. If she wasn’t mistaken, Giorgio looked almost tender with his arms wrapped around his wife and his face pressed into the top of her head. A sign of the love the pair once had, still had if she wasn’t kidding herself.

Olivia didn’t want that with Giorgio. She never wanted that with him. So why was the fact that she wasn’t even a thought in his mind stabbing her directly in the chest?

Olivia tore her gaze away and started moving along with the crowd once again. She reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. Barely looking at the screen, she typed out a quick message to Alex and slipped it back into her purse.

[Olivia]: I’m not ready for the party to end. Got anything new for me?

[jeanpalfroix]

Where: Berkeley Manor, post plot drop When: March 22, 2024

@val-dautremer

Jean pushed through the crowd, his eyes peeled for any sign of Val. His blood was still pumping from the fight with Maksim Kurylenko and his glare fucking dared anyone to try him at the moment. But, as much as he ached to continue fighting, orders were orders and getting their own out came before his ego.

He released a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding when he finally found her, seemingly unhurt. "Val, there you are. Are you hurt?"

[yvonne-rutherford]

Location: Berkeley Manor

When: March 22, 2023; after the plot drop

@tchaussard

"Théo? What the hell is going on?" Yvonne still hadn't found Félix or Gideon yet, but the sight of Théo almost gave her some relief. Maybe he had some idea of what the hell was actually happening. These fucking after parties were cursed.

[yvonne-rutherford]

@drrutherford