#rhiannonindigo

[jckelly]

@rhiannonindigo​

“Well hello, soulmate,” he didn’t ask for permission, nor check if she were busy, before sitting down opposite Rhiannon, making himself comfortable. Jack’s eyes meeting hers in deliberate eye contact. “Don’t pinch yourself,” he advised jokingly, leaning back. “You’re not dreaming. I’m really here. You’re really that lucky.” 

[skypagex]

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He hadn’t really had the chance to speak much with Rhiannon before abruptly leaving, but Sky gravitated towards her when in the common room anyway. It just felt like her vibe was calmer than the students at school who scared him and made him want to run straight back home two seconds after arriving. Still, it was with a gentle tone of voice that he approached Rhia, tilting his head to one side, “hey, you wanna go smoke outside? Weather’s good,” Sky acknowledged awkwardly, gesturing to the window vaguely.

[jckelly]

@rhiannonindigo​

“Heya,” Jack offered a friendly smile as he approached Rhiannon, as if he were perfectly innocent and with absolutely nothing to hide. Which of course was not the case, so this was really just resting on his acting abilities. “Do you have a lighter? Mine broke,” he made a face, holding out his cigarette to demonstrate his motives. 

[libbysato]

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“Fuck, my head,” Libby winced as she (slowly) sat up, still fully dressed - had she really fallen asleep on the couch by the pool, having drunk far too much on the beach and barely gotten herself home? Apparently so, and not only that, but she had company, in the form of a temporary roommate who was now looking at her. A great start for the break. “Hey,” she threw a halfhearted wave in Rhia’s direction, running a hand through her hair. “You got any advil?”

[skypagex]

@rhiannonindigo​

“Does it look good?” Sky asked worriedly, glancing over at Rhia as he proceeded to immediately mess up his hair despite her having spent the past hour - or thereabouts - cutting it for him. “Be honest. I don’t wanna ... be the Billy Ray Cyrus of Luxor or anything-”

[helenaspencer]

text: rhia

Helena: [sent a photo]

Helena: I got you this dress, to go with your eyes

[skypagex]

snap: rhia

@rhiannonindigo​

SKY: finally a picture which truly captures my essence:

SKY: fragile.

[helenaspencer]

@rhiannonindigo​

“Have you ever considered a peach lipstick?” Helena asked as she stared in the mirror rather than the girl who was beside her, focused on touching up her own lipstick. “It would go so well with your skin’s undertones,” she said by way of explanation as she turned to look at Rhia, leaning against the sink. (So perhaps the restroom was a weird place to begin a conversation. So what?) “And perhaps some more highlights in your hair to go with it. You have amazing bone structure, why not show it off?”