seen from Netherlands
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Argentina
seen from France
seen from Indonesia
seen from Germany
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from France
seen from Singapore
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from Poland
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from Italy
seen from Türkiye
Royal and Select Masters Jewels!!!! www.5pointsregalia.com #5pointsregalia #royalandselectmasters #royalandselect #crypticmasons #crypticmasonry #purplehouse #illustriouscompanions #illustriousmaster #ptim #princehall #princehallmasons #princehallaffiliated #yorkrite #princehallmason https://www.instagram.com/p/B12U5WjnFh6/?igshid=1rrybqwdbp53i
(palmtreesinmoscow)
Royal and Select Masters!!! To order please click on the link in my Bio. #5pointsregalia #royalandselectmasters #royalandselect #crypticmasons #crypticmasonry #purplehouse #illustriouscompanions #illustriousmaster #ptim
Royal and Select Masters!!! To order please click on the link in my Bio. #5pointsregalia #royalandselectmasters #royalandselect #crypticmasons #crypticmasonry #purplehouse #illustriouscompanions #illustriousmaster #ptim
PTIM Jewel!!! To order please click on the link in my Bio. #5pointsregalia #royalandselect #royalandselectmasters #ptim #crypticmasonry #purplehouse PTIM JEWEL Made of Brass w/Gold Finish
Had To Save You // Imogen & Tim (Christmas party)
Imogen pushed her way through the mass of people that seemed to block every possible exit, trying to compose herself so that her panicked expression didn’t alarm any of the other partygoers. She’d seemed to have lost Marnie somewhere amongst the crowd, but had no doubt the blonde would find her way out eventually. Now, any normal person in Imogen’s current situation would alert everybody to the fire, so that they could all evacuate the house and remain safe. However, Imogen wasn’t normal - in her eyes, if she was the one to tell everybody then they’d all know it must have been her that started it, and she couldn’t risk being known as an arsonist - especially in her best friend’s house. The thought that most of her loved ones were in the house and were probably in extreme danger didn’t seem to cross her mind as she shifted past people towards the back of the house. With every step, Imogen felt like her chest was tightening with fear and guilt and she was certain that she’d probably pass out if she didn’t get outside quickly. She couldn't see anybody she knew and that made her even more scared.
As she neared the back door, Imogen noticed Tim out of the corner of her eye and, without even really thinking about it, reached out to grab his arm. Pulling him outside with her, she started running through the back garden and down the side until they got out into the street. Short of breath, Imogen leaned against the garden wall and ran her hands through her hair. “Sorry,” she said after a few moments to an obviously bewildered Tim. “I ‘ad ta get ya. There’s… There’s a fire in tha house.” Imogen tried to put on her best innocent expression, as though she had nothing to do with it. “I dunno ‘ow it ‘appened… Bu’ there was a fire upstairs. It was huge… An’ it ain’t gonna stop anytime soon.”
Dance With Me // Imogen & Tim (Christmas party)
Imogen had spent the majority of her night so far drinking, chatting to her friends and trying to find Chloe to show her what she was wearing - sadly, though, so far she hadn’t seen the girl. Despite being in a house full of people she absolutely detested, Imogen was actually enjoying herself. She hadn’t seen Emilia yet, and figured that she was probably still putting the finishing touches to her costume. She’d been talking to Stephen - whose outfit was particularly amazing - for a while, but she’d gone to get a drink from the kitchen and got caught up chatting to someone she recognised from nowhere other than rehab. She’d been going there on a twice-weekly basis for a good few weeks now, and she hated to admit it but it was actually quite helpful. She got to talk to a therapist about her problems without feeling like she was being judged, and she’d actually made a couple of friends there too. She wasn’t particularly keen on the group sessions, because she didn’t really want to be sharing anything personal with a circle of strangers, but it was a small price to pay for something that was otherwise a real benefit to her.
After a good 20 minutes of conversation, which finished with Imogen swearing the other person to secrecy about her going to rehab, she emerged from the kitchen with a new drink in hand, and her eyes scanned around the room, trying to make out Stephen’s ridiculous wig in the crowd of people. His outfit was certainly very noticeable, but she couldn’t see him in the living room. As she wandered around the house, she saw a door leading out to the conservatory, and when she walked in she saw Tim in there. Pausing in the doorway, she wondered whether she should turn around and go back inside. She’d already spoken to him a little bit tonight, and while things had been slightly awkward, she hadn’t hated it as much as she thought she would. In a way, she was sort of glad he was there, even though she wasn’t really sure why. Deciding against leaving the room, she slowly walked over to him and smiled. He was sat on one of the sofas so Imogen took a seat beside him, making sure to keep a safe distance between them. “’Iya,” she said, taking a sip from her cup. “Ya enjoyin’ yaself, then?”
