#saige.

[lcofowler]

“Whatcha watching?” Without any warning, Leo reached from behind where Saige was sat and plucked her phone right out of her hand - mostly hoping to distract her and somewhat force her attention on him, “Thought this bad girl was broken since you, like, refuse to even look at it when I call or something. Still. Am I that hard to hold a conversation with?” @scige

[gcnnerpaxton]

Desperately using partying as a coping mechanism seemed to be a new habit of Gunner’s that he’d gotten into. One he never liked in the past, hated the feeling of losing control, of potentially making a fool of himself, but now? It was all he knew, far drunker and just on the border of too high too early into the party. It made him, momentarily, carefree and bolder - which wasn’t saying much, considerably. Made him do a double-take when he walked past a room and Saige was there. Gunner always thought Saige was one of the most beautiful girls he’d ever met, but tonight she looked good enough that it made his heart genuinely skip a beat. Made him walk right up to her with a gentle, “Hey,” and lean up to kiss her - which was somewhat embarrassing in and of itself, the height difference between them was practically nonexistent at the best of times, but now Saige had inches on Gunner due to the impressively high heels she had on. It caused Gunner to miss his mark, his lips pressing more towards the corner of Saige’s own instead of greeting her with anything that could be considered a proper kiss, nose bumping awkwardly against her own. It made him his in pain, bruise purpling in the space between his eye socket and now protesting, as Gunner fumbled, “Ah, shit, sorry - not used to you at this height. It’s giving me a complex,” his words were teasing and despite the ache, he couldn’t help but laugh. Probably made it all the more obvious how intoxicated he was, usually one to flee at a moment so cringeworthy, but his feet were planted still and he had to bite his laugh to keep his laughter at bay. @scige

[abelromanov]

“You down to come to mine?” Beau asked, pushing the shopping cart towards where the rest were discarded after use, automatically holding his hand out for Saige to grab so she could lunge out from inside, “I kinda need your help with this project I’ve been putting off. I can pay you back in vodka if you model for me. And chocolate! And, um... I don’t know. Do you like roses?” @scige

[ezramercvr]

“Jesus,” Mercy didn’t know whether to be annoyed or entertained. A bit of both, really. He’d been worried that he would’ve had to search for a while, despite her shared location, to find exactly where Saige was, but the moment he opened the front door to Potentas, he had to yank the door towards him quickly to avoid smacking right into Saige, “What the hell are you doing?” he asked, no hesitation when he leaned down and tugged Saige to her feet in one swift moment, “How bad are you? Did you - you’re literally at the front door, how’d you keep getting so fucking lost?” Deciding he didn’t actually care enough to hear the answer, Mercy mumbled a simple c’mere before grabbing onto Saige’s hand, aware that at this point she probably didn’t need the guide but was worried all the same that maybe, somehow, she’d manage to get lost again if he let go. @scige

[ezramvrcvr]

Like a child purposely trying to goad their crush by mocking them, Mercy announced he was behind Saige by reaching forward and tugging once and a lock of her hair, “Lost or something?” he asked with a smirk once she’d turned towards the intrusion, “You’ve walked in a circle three times now. Around the same tent. Still the beer tent, just so you know. You lose your fake? Pretty sure you can’t actually drink the beer until you buy it.” @scige

[gcnnerpaxton]

Awkwardly attempting to shove through the crowded party with full hands, Gunner blurted out a disgruntled, “fuck,” when a small amount of beer sloshed over the edge of his own cup, “Hey, hi, sorry it... took forever. This dude tried to cut off a piece of my hair, I barely made it out with my life,” he huffed, holding Saige’s drink towards her, “That pink lemonade you saw was almost empty when I got to the kitchen so I put regular lemonade in there, too. I feel like pink lemonade tastes the same though? Doesn’t it? I just have this theory it’s... the same thing, but pink lemonade’s just. Dyed.” For most of his rambling, Gunner’s gaze had landed and stayed glued to Saige’s chin, where a few pieces of glitter she’d used on her cheekbones had moved, “You’ve got glitter on... your chin? Super chic. Big fan.” @scige

[fairymint]

🍧 What's their temperament? Does it change as they age? Anything different from their parents?

Jules gets more confident and less shy with age, but! He never stops being softspoken. He's a sweetest boy you could hope for, and at times it exceed's Felix's temperament.

Saige is extremely excitable, and does eventually mellow out with age; but the energy remains there. Also, she's blonde, so it's possible that she's the only one unless her other parent is...

Meanwhile, Scarlette stays both as ironic and shy as she is lifelong- the apparent 'confidence' stays pretty damn modest.

[rosasamuels]

“Do you want the rest of this?” Voice probably a bit too soft considering the loud music playing around them, Rosa held her cup of sangria out towards Saige. She considered leaving the other girl alone, worried she’d make Saige feel weird or awkward, but a copious amount of alcohol had blurred inhibitions at this point. Still, it didn’t stop the shy tone in her voice, giving Saige a bashful smile, “I think I drank a bit too much. Stomach’s all... and my head - just not the best. Don’t feel too hot.” @scige​