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[micah-weber]

Would you ever go for Sofia's sister? Second best thing right?

"You do realize there's no such thing as that? There's never going to be a 'second best thing' to Sofia."

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[sirensofiaarchive]

College Party || Saylor&Sofia

        Sofia hadn’t seen much of her little sister in a while, on the rare occasion the older siren was home it seemed that was the night Saylor was not and her sister couldn’t fault her. Since Roman had told Sofia he felt like the trailer he lived in was their trailer, and since growing so close with Micah, Sofia tended to only really be at home to grab a change of clothes and do some laundry. It wasn’t fair to Saylor, of course, but she sort of seemed to be off in her own world sometimes too, blocking Sofia off occasionally even if she answered her texts.

         Wanting to actually see her sister though, to check in as the holidays approached, Sofia asked Saylor if she wanted to join her at some party by the college that one of the customers had invited her and a few of the other dancers to. Keg parties had never really been her thing but Saylor deserved the full college experience and Sofia wasn’t about to say no to a fun night out with her sister.

         “Should we grab drinks first?” Sofia asked as her platformed orange ankle boots carried her through the party, filled with various supernaturals in costume drinking, talking and making out.. Sofia had simply grabbed a costume she’d bought for work, some sort of package delivery person, it was basic but not as revealing as others she had as she had, purposeful in nature because Sofia didn’t want to be shoving twenty-something year old drunk dudes off herself all night. “It’s so fucking hot in here,” she stated, walking in the direction of where she assumed the kitchen was, pulling Saylor along behind her.

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[celinecerberusarchive]

Opps || Celine&Saylor

        Celine had assumed, upon entering the store, she would find Micah. It was rare these days that the former witch graced the establishment but her older brother, who was teaching her sons to use their magic for the most part, had texted her that he was short on some supplies, asking if she could get them on her way to pick the boys up. It was only a few herbs and some incense so she didn’t think it was too much of an ask.

         “Micah,” she called, stepping into the establishment and moving directly to the register. “Could you help me find some things?” the werewolf asked of the boy she had tattooed multiple bad decisions onto. 

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