#rits.start

[comfcrt]

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧   :   open.  𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣   :   lounge , floor four.

𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚   ,   dominic’s   scrolling   through   his   instagram   feed   on   his   phone.      soft   SIGH   leaves   his   lips      ,      swiping   up   to  close   the   app   on   his   phone   and   set   it   down   next   to   him.      was   RARE   that   he   really   took   time   like   this   to   relax      ,      so   it   wasn’t   a   surprise   that   he   was   trying   to   find   something   to   entertain   himself   with   but  only   found   the  annoyance   of   social   media.      “   do   you   ever   just   like      ,      think   about   deleting   your   existence   from   social   media   and   disappearing      ?      sometimes   i  feel   like   i   could   ACTUALLY   do   it.      like   i   know   i   couldn’t      ,      but   sometimes      .      .      .      is   that   just   me      ?   ”

[ofaminas]

SMS. [ AMINA & OPEN ]

amina: i would love to say that i've changed my ways and i'm not texting to complain.

amina: however.

amina: i just ordered a cheese board and it had no stilton on it, long story short, the head chef has been fired.

amina: i find it hard to believe that your day is going worse than this.

[svndress]

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗. 𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 : 𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖗 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖘.

“ well look what the motherfucking cat dragged in! ” tybalt’s already had plenty to drink -- he’s got a cocktail in his hand as he stands to drape his arm across their shoulders, a wide grin crossing his features. “ you should’ve told me you were on your way! i would’ve ordered you something. ” he turns to the bartender and points to them. “ on my tab, capeesh? ” looking back at them, he grins once more. “ happy to see you. ”

[dantes-nferno]

It was finally the perfect weather and time to go up on the roof. He mostly came up here to be alone. Yeah, he had his apartment but being outside at night was his serenity, almost like a safe haven. Dante grabbed case of his favorite drink and placed his headphones around his neck and headed up to the roof. He did like where he lived but one of the negatives was he was never really able to see the sky clearly but he still enjoyed it nonetheless. As he opened the door to the roof he noticed someone standing there. He stopped in his tracks, usually no one was ever up here. Apart of him really wanted to tell them to leave, that this was his spot and they should go find their own but he decided against it - for now at least. Instead he began walking to the opposite side of the roof hoping the person would keep their distance. 

[comfcrt]

𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩 ––– 𝖆𝖑𝖑.

MAT   :   so.    just   wondering    .    .  how   hard    do   you   think   it   would   be   to   like MAT   :   get   ahold   of   the   chandelier   in   the   lobby MAT   :   like   how   do   you   think   someone   would   go   about   Swinging   from   it MAT   :   asking   for   a   friend.

[svndress]

𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇. 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 : 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓋𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇.

“ motherfucker -- ” emilie’s hauling ass towards the elevator that’s rapidly closing. her sunglasses, wide and dramatic, already sit on the bridge of her nose, her giant bag nearly falling off her shoulder. she’s clearly running late, which isn’t an unusual situation for the woman to be in. she thinks she’s certainly going to be extra late now, with the elevator closing, but she’s pleased to see a foot stick out to stop the doors from shutting, opening once more for emilie to step through. she looks at her savior with a small and embarrassed smile, nodding her head at them. “ god, you’re a lifesaver. i would’ve been totally screwed if you didn’t catch that. ” she peers down at her phone, unable to believe her eyes. meeting cancelled.