#wildviolcts

[0hhcney]

                                             escapism. it was baking in the middle of the night to forget your troubles, melting the void of need in a strangers bed, creatively spilling paint on a canvas, dipping your mind into a constant daydreams ... for lydia, tonight it was Retrograde. conveniently enough it was placed across the street from her entire life. her work, her home. escapism was all at her fingertips within one small bubble. that bubble had been POPPED when violets being was sited. lydia almost thought the other woman was a mirage. yet these sightings were bound to happen when you both lived in the same vicinity. ...but FUCK ... the universe couldn’t populate this large city anymore ?? 

                 avoidance wasn’t what she truly wanted. hell, it was painful. ( even after ten years. )  the feeling of being strapped with a pack of dynamite was pulsing her chest rhythmically. did the woman just stay seated.. as if they were strangers in the night ? or would she summon some courage to confront violet ?? .... even though last time hadn’t gone so entirely ...well... whatever would happen, lydia was already consuming her second negrito. ouuf. 

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[aaliyahsandcrs]

aaliyah hadn't seen the girl in a few days. it wasn't like they were avidly avoiding her or anything. okay, maybe they were but since that night-- the one where they'd had a lot to drink and smoke. that same one where they'd realized things that they didn’t want to-- yeah that one. they were certainly fucked up to say the least and since, they'd pretended that violet hadn't existed. but after a few days, they missed their friend. any other shaky feelings they had for violet could easily be put to bed. for that reason, they found themself outside of her room. rather the normal goodies, they'd bring to their castmates. they had chocolate and a pint of ben and jerry's as their hand gently knocked on her door instead. @wildviolcts​

[bitterhush]

                        more cocktails than she could count on one hand swayed their way inside her body, taking over her rational part of her mind. but verena’s fun side never left. alcohol got her more playful than anything else, sharing the dancefloor with people she’s never met before. women that were mesmerizing beyond words, loud pumping music that got verena’s heart racing as much as the pit of her stomach. aching for physical touch. yet, verena left the party fanning herself without a partner for the night by her side. a somewhat delirious though graceful chuckle left full lips, happiness coursing through her veins right along the percentage of poison that made her misstep every once in a while. it were the damn heels, she told herself. as she stepped into the lobby, it was in the lounge section she supported herself against an unoccupied sofa to take one off, catching a fellow participant of the show reading in the seat close to her and verena couldn’t help but take a peek. interested by what she was reading, it was when she took her second heel off, the brunette yelped when she lost balance and fell right into the other’s lap. ‘’hola, doll.’’ words dripping with honey, her eyes pierced into the other’s for a short while. ‘’it’s so hot in here, i can’t seem to reach the back of my dress... would you mind helping me out, chica?’’

@wildviolcts​

[sleepoverhq]

here's vi :)