#suburbs:start

[wtftrenton]

&& txts ⇨ open.

TRENTON: ok so real talk

TRENTON: you seen my dog?

[scwyersz-blog]

it was yet another night in highland springs spent at some rich kids house, drinking their expensive booze and listening to their sub-par music -- and sawyer was b o r e d. she’d managed to scamper up the stairs undetected, and was just examining a pair of diamond earrings in the party-throwers parents room when her phone let out a little buzz. dropping the earrings and a few other items of expensive looking jewellery into her clutch, she pulled out her phone to read the text giving her directions to the location of the job she and omar needed to complete. a little jolt of excitement passed through her body as she responded with a thumbs up and proceeded to make her way downstairs, pushing her way through the throng of people until her eyes fell on the boy she needed, said eyes rolling when she noticed he was chatting up some girl and she all but had her legs open for him. sauntering over there with a huge fake smile plastered on her face, she wrapped her arm around his waist and looked up at him, doe eyes filled with faux adoration. ‘ hey babe ! got you a drink. ‘ she handed him her own half-drunk one before turning to the girl in front of her, glaring until she took the hint and walked away, cheeks flushed pink in embarrassment. detangling herself from him and taking her drink back, she smirked. ‘ gosh, do you even have standards anymore, o ? she was a straight zero. ----- anyway, get your shit together,  the boss texted. baker street, let’s go. ‘

[scwyersz-blog]

“ and so i said to her ‘ listen LADY , if you think you’re walking out of here with the last pair of aquazurra belgravia suede lace-up pumps , you’ve got another thing coming. with cankles like that and toes that look like they’ve never even heard of a pedicure , you’d disgrace those beautiful shoes. ‘ and that was when she tried to rip my hair out of my skull, which led to her receiving a beating from said shoe . . . LONG STORY SHORT ? i’ve now got a 2 week ban from barney’s , so the grimaldi’s better start expecting deliveries direct to the house. ------ all in the name of fashion. “

[rcinapng]

Guess who’s back, back again? Sorry to disappoint but it’s not Eminem. It’s just me, Reina, back from days filled with leg exercises but still no progress. Well, there’s a bit of progress. Not enough to get me back on the court though so I’m stuck here. How great is that? 

[gkstarr-blog]

&& txts ⇨ open.

GK: I just don't feel like its normal for apt neighbors to visit for dinner

GK: isn't that weird?? rly?

[foxtbh]

&& txts ⇨ open.

FOX: do you know how to cut hair?

FOX: long story

FOX: need a haircut stat.

[gkstarr-blog]

he was playing with her little sister when she walked in, backpack slung loosely over her shoulders, still in her work uniform. she stood and watched for a moment because it was such a weird feeling   --   to watch someone that you didn’t know play with your four-year old sister in your own home. It was always like a   b l u r r y   sort of feeling you might dream about. but the moment shifted and she realized that this  shouldn’t  be happening. her backpack slid down her shoulder to land in her tightly fisted hand.

“UM.” the word was heavy on her tongue as she stepped further into the room, towards the two. but before she could ask   W H O   he was, someone interrupted her.

“oh hi, honey!   the new neighbor came to visit!    remember?    new tenant in 4e?” her mom burst into the room, all smiles and warm energy. she placed a glass of water in the young man’s hand, briefly touching maggie’s curly brown locks. “patrick, this is my older daughter. georgia katherine.”

[louisil-blog]

~~OPEN TEXT~~

Ben: Okay...so have an extra ticket to the Chainsmokers concert..

Ben: You in?