#thread: cleo

[hekatea]

↳ LOCATION: Founder’s Ball.

↳ STATUS: Closed. @hypnoidize

Vex’s eyes were glued to the blue light of her phone screen as she shot off a quick message.

[SMS]: boredom and perfume is going to be the death of me I think

[SMS]: whoever gets to the fountain first wins? loser buys take out next time. 

Slipping her phone into her back pocket, she weaved her way through the crowd of people. An unofficial start to the game. Stopping every few seconds to peer above the sea of bodies and ensure her path was true. Parties, although highly populated, were somewhat boring and isolating to Vex. False niceties and small talk were pointless. What’s so interesting about wasting air on less than intriguing topics? However, two things were for sure: 1) Cleo was here tonight and 2) they always knew how to make her feel slightly less alone. Therefore, she invoked the harmless race between them. Sauntering up to the fountain in a timely manner, drink still in hand. Vex took a moment to look around and straighten out her outfit before she would claim her first place title. 

[alltheangstt-blog]

i swear that everyday'll get better

Cleo sat on the bed, Milly with her legs crossed in front of her. “I’ll spare you the burden of learning for today,” she teased James. “I’ll do her hair by myself.” It was overdramatic, but she kept the humour in her voice. “But you’re getting me the brush. My compromise is that I don’t get up, so you will. Since you love me so much right?” The words came out without hesitation but caused her to cringe when she realized what she had said. So much for playing it cool. “Ironing can wait.”