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And They Were Roommates Neighbours

oh my god they were roommates neighbours

What in God’s name is that fucking noise?!

or

Allegra’s new neighbour is obnoxious and irritating and an annoying prick that won’t shut the hell up at fucking midnight, and alright, maybe she’s not so bad.

for the prompt competition over on the subreddit i dont have a moodboard cuz im bad but shush

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DAISY KWAK

-26, from Manchester, England

-Artist

-Neighbours thought she was mute for a year and a half

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Idk when your planning on posting but 🥂 as the emoji

this is proof that i haven't forgotten about this fic, just haven't touched it lmao

I stay at the bar, taking a shot before ordering actual drinks, mixing to get as drunk as possible, martinis and Gin and Tonics. I’m already feeling buzzed and order a whiskey before slipping into the crowd of Islanders, crew, family members, and other random public figures that wanted in on tonight’s action.

Miles’ family couldn’t make it tonight, and mine didn’t care enough to even reach out once the show began airing. Not that I expected them to.  Just… kind of hoped.

God, I’m drunk already.

I find a secluded corner outside the kitchen and lean against the wall, observing the party scene in front of me. I sip my drink as I scan the crowd, looking for the one face I’d be willing to see right now.

I spot her with Jen and Tim, laughing about something by the pool, champagne flutes in hand. Her face is brighter than I’m used to seeing it, glowing in the party’s lights. Must be the champagne and adrenaline.

I finish my drink, walking back to the bar to get a refill, narrowly avoiding clusters of attendees and conversation with those gathered at the bar. Fake, cheery smiles and made up excuses tend to do wonders for your social life.

I keep this up most of the night, searching for Daisy after every refill as she mingles with the countless people on the Villa lawn. I occasionally get dragged into a conversation with Miles or Jen or someone random that wants to congratulate me on my time on the show, offer me something, or ask for gossip on the other Islanders.

I shut them down every time, always finding my way back to my private corner, where I can watch the increasingly rowdy party as everyone gets drunk off the open bar and forget about their troubles in favour of meaningless chatter.

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So I’m absolutely obsessed with this picrew to the point that i used it to make contact photos and work on character design before i sketch out my MCs

BUT i’m super unproductive and impatient and wanna show em off so here they are for now, with surname reveals (for the most part)

Violet Gutierrez - Maybe

Hazel Holloway - For Real

??? - Runaways/Chasing Forever

Daisy Kwak - The Picture in My Purse

Ivy Rana - Repairs

Lilac Delisle - The Forever Breakup, Teenage Musings

Willow Stewart - Press Record

Sage Khalil - Bowl of Cherries

Dahlia Morgan - Ten Years Later