#two. interactions

[lourdeshoward]

@bcbydoll​:  i’m sorry about everything i’ve done in the past twenty minutes.

“Oh my god, don’t even worry about it. I’m not gonna lie, I did get a little....worried. But that was really cool, what you did back there.” Lourdes knew a thing or two about coping mechanisms, and as far as she was concerned, Lexi’s rambling was kind of cute, to be honest. “You feelin’ alright now? C’mon, lets get some seafood. I’m strangely craving clam chowder, and I haven’t had that shit since...oh my god, I don’t even remember.” 

[lourdeshoward-a]

tagging | @noahsaddler​

“Noah no, oh my god no! I’m telling you, it’s not worth it.” Lunch date with Noah had quickly turned into a round table discussion of sorts, and weirdly enough, Lourdes was actually listening instead of talking over the other man. Till he was talking about making a questionable decision, to which Lourdes, being the good friend she is, to put her foot down. “It’s not worth it.” She repeated her statement.

[lourdeshoward]

@fvckbci​:  i mean, i’ve been filled with the devil since day one, but that’s on me. 

“Boy, same! The day I was born, my mother wept with sadness because she knew I was going to be more epic  than she would ever be. And then she called me a demon child and we called it even!” Hanging out with Matt by the beach was something Lourdes considered traditional at this point. Ever since their “mothers” (Lourdes hated hers, and she was sure Claire wasn’t actually Matt’s mom) started pitting each other because of some weird dick measuring competition, she found that her chaos aligned with his so well, and he was such a good friend to her. “How does it feel to be demon siblings, Matty boy?” 

[lourdeshoward]

@lizardkennedy​:  what a great opportunity for a ton of bad decisions.

“Oh yeah...” Holding the baggie out for Lizzie to inspect, the smirk on Lourdes’s face promised so much mischief once they were high. Maybe she was seeking people to indulge her bad habits with, or maybe for once, she just wanted to hang out with her best friend and not worry about her physical aches. “Hmm, so what colour are we feeling tonight? Maybe a little pink treat as a Valentine’s present from me?” 

[lourdeshoward]

tagging | @gracercthschild​

“Okay but...you still haven’t answered my question. And don’t even worry about being overheard, because we’re like tots progressive, and there’s no sex shaming in this place.” At this point, Lourdes would have spouted any lies to get her answer from Grace. “You were telling me something about some positions and you know....you know!” 

[lourdeshoward]

tagging | @pandoramarlow​

“Honestly like, everyone’s such a cunt about seating arrangements today, it’s been exhausting! Literally like, fuck you, I repeated myself five times, we don’t have seats for ten, by the sea, unless they wanna go to the balcony, like goddamnit!” Given that Lourdes worked here part time, she shouldn’t have been bitching as much. But she was mad at the organisation, and mad at her mother and it all just came boiling down. “Anyways darling, how are you doing behind the bar?” 

[lourdeshoward]

@reinarhcdes​:  i mean, i’ve been filled with the devil since day one, but that’s on me.

Lourdes looked at Reina, partly surprised and partly intrigued by the revelation. “Are we finally talking about sex stuff, Reina?” Her expression morphed into a smirk. “You know how long I’ve been dying to know about these details? Tell me more about this devil that fills you up. Because let me just say, not all “devils” fill up the same way!”