#thread: lucky

[solvcky]

@supernovainfo || haeri resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the incessant buzzing of her phone in her purse. the only reason it wasn't in her hands for once was so she could avoid her managers reminders about all the photos she needed to get for her insta dump, but she would not let up. with a sigh, haeri ditched her vip balcony view of whatever afternoon set was on stage and sidled up to her nearest tour mate. "we have to take a picture," she said without greeting or fanfare.

[solvcky]

( @birdiewash ) by the time haeri tears her eyes away from her phone, it's too late. she's alone in a room with birdie. her mind flashes back to her bitch session with the clovers and to birdie's unsent dm, and she feels that twinge of annoyance in her temple all over again. maybe it's unfair, but it's hard to be around birdie and think anything other than, grow up! "my bad, don't let me interrupt you," she tries to weasel her way out of conversation with a nod to birdie's camera set-up.

[solvcky]

( @izzyfm ) the only good thing about the forced collaboration with izzy is that she's just as anal as lucky about it. that, or she's just willing to do whatever lucky says. either way, she's letting izzy into her hotel suite right now, so they can prep their talking points...though haeri's eyes are still glued to her phone screen while getting the door. she only holds it open for a second before heading back into the suite and letting it fall shut behind her, so hopefully izzy is quick to follow. a good two minutes pass before haeri looks up at izzy; her focus is writing, erasing, and re-writing a witty reply to oomfie about i love boosters. she finally lands on, "when your circle small but y'all crazy," then clicks send. "hey," she finally greets izzy. "so who's doing this interview again? vanity fair? i just remember they're showing us old pictures of us together, and we have to talk about what we were doing."

[solvcky]

@birdiewash || after keeping trin for long enough, lucky left her in the dressing room in favor of the task she’d offered to take on for her. unfortunately, she didn’t know the task would be with birdie before she accepted it, but lucky supposed she’d made her own bed in skirting her real responsibilities to waste trinity’s time. “hey,” lucky greeted birdie with a knock just as bland as her tone – one halfhearted rap against the door. “trinity told me they had to switch up a few eight counts of choreo last minute, something about a fashion emergency with someone else, and she wanted me to go through it with you.”

[solvcky]

@tokaireyes || to outsiders, it might appear a comfortable silence as kai and lucky sat on a bench people watching, but lucky was merely wracking her brain for something to say. just as she picked at the street food in her hand, she picked apart topics in her mind until she blurted out, "i hung out with sol earlier."

[solvcky]

@kaleidoscopium || despite the ups and downs behind the scenes, the relationship with "kai" was apparently passing all their management's social media and press tests with flying colors. unfortunately, they could never be satiated, and with every passed benchmark, lucky was delivered another hurdle to jump. this week's hurdle? spend time with the other do not disturb members to show she was truly ingratiating herself with the group. with this in mind, lucky hurried to catch up to marisol at the queer market. "hey!" she greeted her with a sunny smile. "mind if i join you?"

[solvcky]

@rubywus || lucky didn't know how she got separated from ruby at the after party, but it was her mission to find them again. she wondered during her frantic search if this was what a day in the life of trinity felt like, then again when she laid eyes on her again, looking miserable no less. "babes, i was looking all over for you," she played nice for once.

[solvcky]

@trcublemakr || for a beat, lucky considered leaving kiran to fend for herself, but even she couldn’t be that cruel. “babes, we’ve been looking everywhere for you. you have go to get over here!” lucky interjected into the conversation, giving the random influencer fan who’d been holding kiran hostage an apologetic smile. “excuse me, i need to borrow her for just a sec.” and with that, she whisked kiran away. even a few yards away, lucky still clung to her arm since they were within eyesight. “what the hell was he talking to you about? he was there before i even left for the bathroom.”