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[mcllypocket]

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[ txt ]: you coming to mexico for grandslam next week by any chance ??

[mcllypocket]

𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟼𝚝𝚑 @senerchias

frivolous conversation flowed between the makeup girls as the blonde unpacked at her station for the night. prepping her belongings and setting up for a big show ahead, mollys laughter echoing through the halls as she chatted away. naturally social, innately loud. textbook definition of an extravert relearning her intrinsic traits. she excused herself from the giggles and gossip, stepping aside and following the tape on the floor that directed her through the twist and turns of the backstage hallways.

heels clicked against concrete floors, phone in one hand as the other kept busy brushing over and tugging at the hemline of her mini dress. those bright sparkling eyes met with the late afternoon summer sun, pushing open the exit doors by the loading dock. molly hummed out a sigh as the warm air hit her skin, immediate relief to the blasting cool from the AC inside. "they crank the air in there like crazy," the blonde said in playful exasperation as she set sigh on the tall frame she was looking for.

"how long you been out here?" a gentle smile sat on her lips as she slipped in beside him.

[mcllypocket]

𝟺𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 @senerchias

the music blared from the speakers through the backyard, lights strung up illuminating against the darkening sky. molly, clad in an oversized shirt over her swimsuit, trotted back out on to the patio with a new bottle of tequila. her lips mouthing to the lyrics as she placed it on the table beside the mixers. hips swinging, her friend at her side as their bodies moved in tandem. and as the chorus hit the two girls, messily, poured themselves a new round of drinks. singing out loudly and a little off key, giggles escaping from the blonde. tipsy and effervescent.

taking her cup from the table blue eyes fluttered to catch a glance at tyler from across the yard. patting her friend on the side, as a tell, slipping away and over by to the fire. "you lookin' for a little company mystery man."

[mcllypocket]

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[ txt ]: soooo do i gotta prep myself to see you get hit by a light tube or something this saturday ? [ txt ]: bc i have a really great collection of hello kitty bandaids btw

[mcllypocket]

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[ txt ]: whatchya doing this week ?? i’ve been meaning to ask if you’d be down to maybe poke your head in on a couple tiktoks with me ??

[mcllypocket]

@senerchias

whatchya got planned this weekend ??

[mcllypocket]

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[heirofdiesel]

⭐ - from hook, xoxo

⭐ — watch the sun set over the ocean « @senerchias

ophelia was feeling a bit overwhelmed with the amount of people she wasn't very fond of so her first thought was just to get away from the crowd. it was her first time in punta cana and so far, it felt like paradise on earth. the views, the locals, the food and the drinks... everything was to die for. back in orlando a view like this was impossible to find. walking down the beach, many people had the same idea as nash's daughter. the take in the view and just have a moment to herself. or so ophelia thought. but for once this familiar face wasn't an obnoxious.

"hey, handsome devil. long time no see." working for aew felt like ages ago. looking at hook made ophelia realize she wasn't that young girl anymore. "geez, when did we get so old?", she asked sorta joking, sorta not. "can i seat with you? are you here with someone?" ophelia looked around and the male looked like he was all by himself. "i can leave but i really don't want to."