#okaywithed

[radishflower]

@okaywithed liked this for a starter !!

the island is alive with suffering, and try as dawn might to meditate and soothe the undesirable things she must feel, her brow does furrow slightly at the disturbance. she is sat on a patch of dry grass in front of the cabins, eyes closed, legs crossed. inhale, exhale; focusing grows minutely easier. dawn wants to ease the pain of the mutated creatures of the island, but fears she can only do so much.

upon the sound of approaching footsteps, dawn peeks out with one eye, and follows zoey's approach. her upturned palms return to her knees and she blinks both eyes open. her voice is high and clear, like the soft trill of a bell, "is everything alright, zoey ?? your aura seems to be mimicking the distress of the island."

[juviepunk]

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. II ❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜ II @okaywithed

duncan's scowl comes with an onslaught of COMPLICATED FEELINGS that he doesn't have time to unpack just yet ( and doesn't plan on unpacking ever, if we're being honest ). it's bad enough that he's been painted in this new light -- this soft light, like some kind of GOOD GUY ( he's NOT !! ) -- and this, needing to rely on someone else, doesn't bode any better for his reputation.

before island, duncan wouldn't have given a shit about what people thought about him, but the spotlight and every consequential fuckup since then has messed with his head.

"whatever," he relents, seething as he shifts some weight away his hurt ankle, allowing zoey to take some of the burden from him. "just don't go expecting a THANK YOU."

[blondetyped]

meme II 🎀: for my muse to help your muse wrap gifts / the girls... II @okaywithed

"okay but this goes sooo much faster with you here !!" lindsay says, cross-legged on the plush carpet while the fireplace warms the room. there is every kind of festive wrapping paper, bow, bag, and ribbon imaginable spread around them -- and healthy amounts of glitter over just about everything, 'tis the season !! while the hot chocolate on the coffee table cools to an edible temperature, and christmas music plays from lindsay's speakers, she tries her hand again at another attempt at wrapping one of the presents.

hers are decidedly more LUMPY than zoey's, but she's not half bad at curling ribbon.

"waitwaitwait --" she hops up, as if she had forgotten something VERY important, and hurries over to one of the shopping bags sitting on the couch. lindsay rummages in it and produces two santa hats. "eee !! we can't be good santas without the right outfit."

lindsay places the hat on her own head and then kneels back besides zoey so she can fix it on hers as well. she gasps and smiles, "awh, red really IS your color !!"

[jerseytyped]

@okaywithed continued from here !!

anne maria might have gone down with a yelp, but she rises with a vengeance. manicured claws ready to throw down against the grubby hands that had shoved her into zoey ( if she was gonna fight zoey, she was gonna fight on her own terms, and AT LEAST take her earrings out first, for real !! ). there is jealousy and possession over a shared interest between them, but anne maria's not a BAD PERSON, she fights fair, and this -- well, this ain't the time or place.

she's bent knees and scraped hands -- but not a hair out of place !! -- and a flicker of worry in her dark eyes. "you sure ??" she asks, not quite an apology, almost disbelieving her, but not pushing. zoey says she's fine ?? fine with her !! anne maria is more than happy to turn their energy onto a shared enemy instead.

her frown sets, perfectly plucked brows furrowed as she looks over her shoulder and pushes herself up too, dirt wiped from her palms, her capris. "no kiddin', jeez, what a CREEPER !! they don't teach them manners or nothin' on the farm ?? oh, i'll teach him a lesson alright."

[altertyped]

FROM THE INBOX: 🎭 she's milking a "knee injury" so mike will pick her up. don't fall for it man / @okaywithed

"Zoey, are you okay?"

Mike is immediately at her side after her fall, it hadn't looked that bad, but looks could be deceiving. It didn't look like she could stand right now, her knee probably needed time to rest before she put weight on it again. He doesn't hesitate to scoop her up into his arms.

"Do you think we should get some ice on that?"

He's perfectly happy to carry her the rest of the way. He's a lot stronger then he looks, but everyone knew that by now. Plus he wasn't exactly going to complain about getting to hold his girlfriend either.