Where: The Fountain of Fair Fortune
Who: @maren-linwood || @alluring-adairia
Laurel had tried to drag on not going home for as long as she could but as she stood at the Fountain’s doors with her sisters she knew it was now or never. She knew her older sister had already been here before but this was still new for all of them, they hadn’t really talked about what to do, they had kind of been more focused on her poisioning and healing. “I suppose we can’t just stand out here all day,” She sighed, grabbing Maren’s hand as she looked over at Adairia, at least they were going into this destruction all together. Pushing open the heavy doors, the blonde felt her heart drop at the sight that met them.
Blue eyes were quickly drawn over to the bar, her little haven, where bottles were thrown and shattered all over the place. The bar stools were overturned and hapazardly thrown all over the establishment, as where the tables, it had looked like a tornado had gone through during the night. The stage they had created for the youngest of the three to spend her nights singing had the wood broken at every angle, microphone and instruments all either in pieces or tossed carelessly to the side in what had to have been an intense fight. Finally her gaze fell onto the giant mirror they had places on the left hand side of the bar, a perfect little decoration for a rather bland wall, now nonexistent with the only remains being shards of glass crunching beneath their feet. “Bloody hell,” the words falling out of her mouth sadly, “I don’t even know where to begin...”
Having just been shopping in Diagon Alley, Bellatrix had spotted the newest addition of the Daily Prophet. Personally she never had read it much, but with what happened to her last time and the stories that were ran her curiosity peaked. She grabbed the nearest paper to her and casually flipped through until she got to the gossip section. The brunette wasn’t the biggest fan of Rita Skeeter but maybe she’d have some more information about the night that could help her piece together what had happened for everything to do wrong for them. As her eyes rapidly scanned the paper, they grew wide in surprise at the mentions her family had before she grew angry. Grasping the paper tightly in her hands, she apparated to her family manor hoping to get to the bottom of all of this.
Honestly she was surprised to not have been greeted by her parents but Bella assumed her mother was off crying at the disaster of the family. Quickly she wrote a short note to Andromeda and Regulus before sending an elf for Narcissa, all requesting their presence immediately. The eldest Black was only waiting a short while in the dining room before everyone had arrived and she angrily met their gazes. “What in the bloody hell is wrong with this family?” She yelled, harshly throwing the paper in her hand down on the table.
After their first date, Diana had not been able to get Drew out of her mind. From the moment she woke up (and sent off a good morning text even on the days when her day started at 2pm) to the moment she went to sleep (again, saying goodnight even if she wasn’t home until late) she was thinking about her. She was always fairly optimistic, but right now she was practically an embodiment of sunshine, unable to take the smile off her face. There had now been a few more dates, and to say she was smitten was an understatement. When people spoke about falling hard and fast for their partner, she had always thought it an over exaggeration, she had never expected it to actually come true, especially not for her.
She had been sat at home, bored witless, when she decided she was going to surprise Drew after her training. She arrived a bit early, slipping inside as quietly as possible. Sitting down, she smiled as she spotted Drew. She couldn’t help but stare as she watched the way her body cut through the water. God she was gay. She waited patiently, knowing she could be there a while, she wasn’t sure when they would be done, plus the other girl had to actually put on clothes, but it was so worth it to be able to surprise her with a visit.
After their first date that wasn’t a date, Bailey had felt like she had been on cloud nine. Not much had really changed, except that she snuck a kiss in here and there when no-one was paying attention in class. The two had set up another date, and she had been so excited. She rarely had the opportunity to actually dress up, to make herself feel great, and she was glad she was getting the chance with Francesca. Everything had been all set, she even had gotten her hair done for the first time in who knows how long. The twins were playing happily on her bedroom floor, which she would have to tidy up before she left, and she decided while it was a little early, she had best get ready, while they were quiet. But, as her luck would have it, her babysitter cancelled at the last minute, as soon as she had sat down, to do her make up. Honestly, she felt like crying. She didn’t really want to try anyone else, she needed more time to be able to screen a babysitter. Biting her lip, she took a deep breath, firing off a text to Frankie.
Babysitter cancelled. Going to have to call it off for tonight 😔 😔
WHO ⇝ @noahberry & @mia–thermopolis
WHAT ⇝ The night is coming to a close as Noah and Mia pick up after the rest of the gang.
WHEN ⇝ 26 May 2018, Saturday; late evening
WHERE ⇝ Lima, Ohio; the Berry house and basement
Even though he'd had a lot to drink and he wasn't necessarily in any kind of state to be trying to clean (because, honestly, he was already bad at it sober), Noah picked up scattered cups from around the basement and stuffed them into a garbage bag. Luckily, he wasn't alone in his endeavor. "Thanks, Mia," he drawled with a grin as he carried the bag over his shoulder out to the trash bin on the curb. "Please don't let me get hit by a car?"
Cleaning up the remains of the party, Mia gathered up what she could carry, making sure not to trip over anything as she followed Noah to take out the trash. At his words, Mia laughed. “I’m right behind you, goose. I won’t let anything happen to you. So, tonight was fun. I think Cy enjoyed himself. Plus, I don’t think I’d ever seen James that drunk before.”
Noah grinned, stuffing the bag into the bin before closing it and leaning against it. "You're my hero, Mia Smythe. What would I even do without you? I'm glad he did. I don't think I've seen him laugh in a while, so it was totally worth the hangover tomorrow. I hope things work out for him, you know?" He stretched and smoothed out his shirt before laughing. "Yeah drunk James is something I'm really happy I'm getting to finally experience."
“Hmm, I don’t know...” she trailed off with a grin. “What would you do without me?” Reaching up to comb her fingers through his hair for a second before stuffing her hands in her pockets, lightly kicking around the rock by her feet. “Yeah, I hope so too.” Mia nodded. “But, I’m glad everything turned out fun. I told those guys I would make their asses sing with me. They just needed a little push.” The brunette laughed, shifting her feet around in her spot. Feeling slightly anxious about what she needed to get out to him, unsure of what she was going to say or how he'd react.
"Mmm probably would've ended up in the middle of the road at this point. Nothing good, obviously." Noah smiled when she touched his hair and shook his head. "Or, like, sober and boring. You totally slayed. They were okay too." He tapped his fingers on the lid of the bin and licked his lips. "Wanna smoke? I've been saving this one for a special occasion."
"Nah, not on my watch. That's my duty as best friend, making sure nothing happens to you, knucklehead." She replied with a laugh, tucking a piece of her brunette locks behind her ear. "Oh, thank you." Mia smiled, "You weren't so bad yourself. Chasing Cars? Very nice." Grabbing the cigarette tucked behind her ear, "I'm one step ahead of you, babe. Light up at the same time?"
Noah pulled the tin out of his pocket, opened it, and pulled out a blunt. "I was thinkin' more along these lines but to each their own, Mi." He took out a lighter and glanced around to be sure there was no one else around before lighting up. He took a long draw from it before holding it out for her, along with his lighter if she decided to go with her own. "It was alright. Thanks, though."
"Well, in that case.." Mia trailed off, placing the cigarette back behind her ear before taking the joint and lighter from him. Putting it up to her mouth, sliding it between her lips, she raised her eyebrow at him while taking her first drag; inhaling the smoke deeply. Keeping the smoke in her lungs for a moment, she then made her mouth into an 'O' shape, curling her lips around her teeth and watched the perfect smoke ring forming as she breathed out, holding out the J for him. "Shut up, you were more than alright. You were perfect. Besides, did you see the reactions you were getting? It was like Jesse was about to jizz in his fucking pants."
"Perfect is a little bit of a stretch but I appreciate your support, Mi," Noah grinned and made a face back at her. "Dork." He was a much more casual smoker, taking it back and pulling a few short drags. "I think Jess gets excited at any performance, don't give me any credit for that. You never sang with me, though," he frowned and wrapped his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer. "What'd you wanna talk about?"
Mia bit her lip and casted her eyes on the ground before she took a deep breath, mustering up the courage to say what she wanted to. “Remember when you tried to kiss me that night in the tree-house and I said, um...I said no?” She cast her eyes down for a moment, remembering how she might have disappointed him before lifting them up to look at his warm eyes. “Well, I’ve thought long and hard about that night ever seen then and…the truth is, I wanted to kiss you. But it’s been pointed out to me that I tend to get scared. A lot. Which is true. I do get scared a lot, because there are things in this world that are fragile, that if you so much as try to pick it up, it breaks. And, that’s how I thought of us. I didn’t want to break what we have and make shit awkward. But then…I figured, living in fear of things, well, that’s no fun at all, is it?” She paused for a moment, “I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’m done being scared. I don’t wanna do that anymore. I…I wanna be brave.” With that said, Mia brought up a hand to his face--softly, gently--and grazed her thumb on his cheek. She leaned in close, her eyes flitting to his lips before closing in the space between them and pressing her lips against his.
Noah listened to everything Mia was saying about not being afraid and recalling the incident in the tree house. He furrowed his brows as she spoke, surprised that Jesse had been right. They'd hung out a few times since and he hadn't felt like that was the case at all, but apparently he'd been wrong. He was more shocked as her hand came to his face but he wasn't sure if that was because he was high and he was making things up in his head or if she was actually about to kiss him but that question was answered when she pulled him down into a kiss and he tightened his hold around her shoulders to pull her closer and kiss her back. He'd always wondered what it would be like to kiss Mia and he wasn't disappointed.
In this moment, Mia didn’t want to think about anything else. Nothing but how soft and delicious his lips were, how warm his being was against her own and how much she was enjoying the closeness. Letting her hand drop away from the side of his face, Mia's arms wrapped around the back of his neck. Shuffling herself closer to his form, their lips seemingly moving together in unison. Her lips curled into a small grin as she deepened the kiss ever so slightly.
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