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[cfstvlla]

where: sera and dusty’s wedding reception

when: october 29th 

“FUCK,” STELLA WHISPERED TO HERSELF, head held over the public toilet, even as the disgust of that was far from her mind. It hadn’t been the first time she found herself vomiting into porcelain while a party went on outside the bathroom, but it was certainly the first time she had one drink and was throwing up into porcelain. Which honestly wasn’t fair, but then again, the fact that once she was feeling well enough to have one drink that she just started feeling bad again, although she was currently blaming that on the empty stomach. “Oh, fuck,” was all she could heave with a deep breath, just glad to have everything out of her. Hand holding up her head, her elbow rested on the bowl, not caring about the germs as the only thing she desired in that moment was a second of relief from the nausea that had been plaguing her for way too long now. When there was a knock on the single stall, the brunette breathed, “Give me a hot fucking second and then the place will be open. Or try another bathroom.” 

[silvcrpanthera]

[ wedding reception, october 29th. ]

Truth be told, the whole celebration was already exhilarating for the one-half of the newlyweds, but there was no denying the additional glimmer in their eyes when they clambered down from the platform after humming out the last note of their chosen hymn. At their core, the former starlet would always be one that was ravenous for musical edges, and being able to perform again with someone who actually mattered to them and without the pressure to flatter the word delivered a thrill they’d long yearned all over again. Perhaps it was all that — or the adrenaline from the emotions flowing through also played a part ( which, in the past, would have rightfully scurried them off as a creature of detachment ), they weren’t certain just yet, but their blood pumped raucously through their veins even after they had started to mingle with the crowd. The congratulations were abound, and they had emanated with a few toasts, mostly keeping their distance close to their beloved until it was time for the to address the opposite ends. It wouldn’t be a hassle, as Sera knew that they would be glued to one another again within seconds. Plucking a bite of one of the pastries, they offered an inviting smile to the closest person, sculpted perfectly as always. “Are you enjoying the reception? Have to say that getting up on the stage truly gave me the time of my life.” They spoke, and then chimed with a playful tone. “Maybe I’ll go for a second round. Any requests?”

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[solarflcre]

the wedding reception, october 29th ; paradis latin.  / @terminastarters​

As exuberant as the occasion was, and with a heart that could not possibly be more full, Dustin resigned himself to the meals being brought out with the alcoholic beverages. After reading the menu and ordered up gumbo with okra kimchi and Cajun-spiced honey-butter potato chips, he had idled with the dragon fruit margarita that spoke to him off the list of beverages. Honestly, wine wasn’t really in his flavor palate, and he wasn’t sure what to expect with the extra kick of tequila pecked in — the refreshingly sour lime was the surprise that he didn’t realize he was looking for. “Hey, this is pretty good. Want a sip?” Tilting the straw he’d imbibed from away from the person he was sitting next to, an easy-going smile positively glued to his countenance, he attempted to make conversation. Though the day was meant to be about them, he felt awkward totally tunnel-visioning on it. “Did you bring a date? It’s been fun to see everyone all dressed up, even if I’m in a suit — and I think I might be in love with the margaritas Sera picked out for the menu. We didn’t get to drink at our first wedding, since we already knew we were gonna have our first son.” Part of him wondered if, in the same amount of years as back then, the pair would be contemplating another addition to the nursery crib. For now, they were more than content with their baby boy. “Have you seen Jungsoo’s little suit? He’s just so cute.”

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othcrside​:

𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: paradis latin 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞: oct 29th, dustin & sera’s wedding @terminastarters​ 0/4 !​

Abstaining from alcohol as a result of the latest news concerning their health, Zelma was doing their best to distract themselves from the strong scents wafting around from the various concession stands so that they wouldn’t spill their stomach on the grounds of their close friend’s wedding party. They’d read books before on the gruesome nature of pregnancy — however when it was happening to you, all the rules tended to apply tenfold. Their whole body chemistry was altered seemingly overnight and they were at the mercy of their hormones unlike ever before. However, they wouldn’t let that come between their arrival at the wedding. It was a beautiful day, and despite their minor sickness they would persevere. They’d indulged in an old-fashioned ginger ale, one of the only drinks that weren’t stylized as a liquor that’d been brewing since the fifteenth century, and they took it easy on the dance floor; swaying back and forth and smiling, appearing as if they weren’t being controlled by something the size of a snap pea. “Wonderful, isn’t it?” they spoke up after gulping down half their second drink serving in one go. “I have never been to a wedding like this. I’ve never worn a corset, either. It is not as bad as I thought it’d be.”