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“i’m not sure. a few months at least,” charlotte replied and shrugged again. “at least it’s better than the movie…which i haven’t seen either,” she laughed and ran a hand through her hair. “i could do that, or i could just admire it from afar. well what’s your excuse for wandering around alone? hmm?”

"you're quite judgemental of things you haven't read or seen aren't you?" he asks, arms crossing against his chest. that's not exactly uncommon; he knows that. he just can't help the amusement now filtering aloud from his mouth through laughter. "i'm not young and attractive like you, clearly. that's my excuse." he teases, "nobody wants to hang around with me."

“yeah she’s a wannabe author. well, i guess not a wannabe anymore since she got it published,” she shrugged. “kind of, yeah. anything is better than twilight. fifty shades of grey was better that twilight. not that i’ve read that,” charlotte replied and chuckled. “i mean i could go to the beach or explore the island, but doing that alone is no fun. besides, why ruin my perfectly pale complexion?”

"no, she's an actual author now. she must be excited, how long since it got published?" she asked, leaning against the arm of the couch. "you haven't? yeah...me neither." he pulls at his collar, acts suspiciously before laughter filters from his mouth, circling the room. "well, you can do that and not ruin your perfectly pale complexion. cover yourself in factor thirty sun-cream." he proposes. "that'll do it, and you're not alone now either so you can't even use that as an excuse."

#♕ ; ( with rhianon. )#rhiahq

rhianon & theo.

rhianon: when theo mentioned wanting to ask her something, she nodded quickly and folded her arms over her chest. rhianon bit into her lip and she let out a quiet hum. "because despite the fact that i'm...claimed, it doesn't end here. yes, milo and i are technically in a relationship at this point, but...i dunno. i have friends here i don't want to leave and we have our own lives. i guess it's just something mi and i have to talk about at this point. we wouldn't know what to do first. he has his family in new york and mine's in london. i mean, it's been mentioned...me going to stay with him in new york, but it's not that simple?" rhianon just shrugged her shoulders. "there's a lot of things that go along with this now that everything's settling."

theo: he didn't want to seem rude; he was still getting to grips with it all, still understanding. he merely nods at her explanation, it makes perfect sense. he supposed the fact they both lived in different places made it difficult to come with a definite plan in the outside world. besides, the villa was incredible; he wasn't prepared to leave it now, and he doubted that would happen even if anything concrete occurred between him and a baby. "that makes sense, sorry if that was a really stupid and personal question." he continues on, not willing to leave it at that. she was his friend and he liked her being here. she was a friendly face; one other person who didn't make him anxious. "did you ever expect to find what you have with milo here?" he's so nosy, he knows it. it's always been an issue of his; but he can't help but wonder, they seem so happy and he knows they're exclusive; that seems like a rarity to him. a very intriguing, rarity.

“what this?” she asked and held up the cover. “just something my sister wrote. it’s called the scarlett dreamcatcher. something about a witch and a love story. not half bad,”charlotte smiled and folded the page to hold her place. “i’m not usually a bookworm but i couldn’t find anything else to occupy my time.”

"your sister wrote it?" now he's really interested, a smirk on his expression as she explains the plot. "it's got the supernatural edge to it then? is it better than twilight?" he asks, making himself comfortable next to her. "well, i'm not going to suggest reading your sister's book is a waste of your time, or a bad way of occupying your time; but there's really nothing else you can do around here?"

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It was quite obvious to Bentley from the very beginning of their encounter that Theo had been hesitant; there was something unspoken that had been holding the man back from doing what had been on his mind, although the sugar baby wasn’t complaining in the slightest when the daddy finally decided to give in. Making a needy sound into the man’s mouth as he was enveloped in larger arms and pulled in closer, the touch to his jaw had Bentley tilting his head more into the kiss, clutching desperately at Theo’s shirt. There was something thrilling about kissing him here, in public; the boy let his hands smooth down the front of the man’s chest, unbuttoning his shirt slowly as their mouths melded together.

#♕ ; ( with bentley. )#ftwbentley

As well as spoiling a few babies rotten; this is what he was here for. To experiment, to learn more about himself. Things he'd always been curious about, but his parents had never been particularly pleased with. He was thankful for this, thankful for him. He knew that he'd deserve more than a treat or two from him after this. He supposed it was about time he learned how that all worked; itching to get started. He continued to allow the soft hum to escape the back of his throat, allowing him to know that his actions were both appreciated and approved. Large hands come to grasp at his hips; squeezing a little as he pulls him as close as he can manage, their chests almost flushed together - now that his was seemingly almost bare.

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“I never thought I’d say this, but I’m so glad to be out of Boston, at least for a few months.”

"I'm judging by that, that it's a fairly new thing for you to want to be away from there? Something happened, or is that too nosy on my part?"

#sami-d-xoxo #samidxoxo

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Nursing a drink, her finger drifts over the rim as she sort of drifts off and zones out. She’d been in the house for a few days now and though he didn’t exactly mind it, she felt like she was doing something wrong. She missed Genevieve terribly. A deep voice startled her and she turns a little confused to look up at a male she’d not met yet. Hands come up to sign, ‘Not at all. Scared me a little though.’ The young woman breathes heavily realizing that the likelihood that he’d know sign language was slim and simply shook her head up at him to answer his question.

Had he ever used any of his developed language abilities before this day? Only on holidays; he supposed it was times like this he was thankful for his ridiculously expensive education. Which he'd always had a tough time to take seriously. "Oh, sorry." He both speaks aloud and signs himself. Not entirely sure of her circumstance since she hadn't been looking at him the entire time he'd been talking to her. He wasn't willing to make an even bigger ass of himself; assume and make the female uncomfortable. A good impression was always key, at least in Theo's eyes.

#bcbyalex

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Was it that obvious? Did she emit an aura that screamed out how much of a newb she was? Probably. Everything about this place was foreign to her and it made her feel so small. Tucking a few strands of flyaway blonde tussles behind her ear her brown gaze returned to his face. “And what gave you that idea?” No longer babysitting the drink she let sit as if it were a fine wine, the glass rose to her lips and she took a sip. It was strong, she wasn’t expecting that, and she made a sour face although she fought it. Once it passed she offered him a weak smile attempting to ignore the fact that she just embarrassed herself in front of someone so eye catching. “I guess you now know I’m new here and obviously not much of a drinker.”

The smile that overtakes his expression is a mix of endeared and amused as he notes her reaction to the drink she'd had in front of her. "Nothing wrong with that, what do you prefer to drink?" He asks; knowing full well that his reason for being here was to make people her, and everyone else a little more comfortable as well as lavish them in money and other expensive gifts. He knew that giving her a drink she did want, would be a good start. "I only thought you were new because I hadn't seen you before," he assures her as he leans against the table. "I mean, I've been quite the recluse but; I am sure I'd remember a face like yours." He continues on, in a bid to make her feel a little more comfortable with his conclusion.

#amydawscn

content with the silence, charlotte continued to read the book her sister had written. it’s the first thing she had published and it wasn’t awful. the blonde smiled at the writing and thought fondly of her sister, who she missed terribly, but would never admit it. suddenly a voice breaks the silence and charlotte jumped slightly. “oh no, of course not,” she replied, looking up to smile at the man.

he's quickly intrigued by the book she's holding. though he doesn't seem like a reader, you'd often find him with his nose in a book. "what you reading?" he asks, hoping it's not a question she's uncomfortable with, as he takes a seat finally and makes himself comfortable against it. he wants to make as many friends as he can do; knowing all too well, he's hidden himself away a little more than he should have done.

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“You seem to be holding your own to me.” He pulled a smile towards the older male. “That’s kind of you, though I do worry about that, too. You ust don’t know what people want.”

"I hope it remains that way," mirroring the smile he receives with ease. "I know what you mean, people are difficult to read. I can assure you know, I really believe you have nothing to worry about." He pauses, as his gaze meets with him once again. "May I ask what you're here for? That sounded ruder than I'd hoped."

#nsfwnathan

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The woman kept her eyes on him as he sat beside her. Leaning in slightly, the blonde smiled. Angelina always had the tendency to be a little touchy when she was intoxicated and that was no different here. A hand on his shoulder, she shook her head. “Are you serious? You should definitely not be left alone, at all.“

He didn't mind the intimacy of the moment; despite them only just getting acquainted now. He supposed he'd deemed himself deprived of company and attention. "You think? I'm not sure anyone else would agree with you; I've been left alone a lot." He commences, though the smile on his lips is enough ( he hopes ) to prove that he's not at all phased by it; understanding there's a lot of people in the villa, a lot of people who are much more appealing than he is.

#linasx

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Even though he tried to make it sound humorous, it was quite easy to read that he would actually do it if the guy even thought of escaping his responsibilities. He’s always been protective of his sisters as the brunette perceived. As much as Delilah wanted to argue with that, she didn’t want to continue pushing because there was a part of her that didn’t want him to leave. In a place filled of strangers, he’s the closest person she has here and there was some kind of comfort knowing that. Simply accepting his explanation, Delilah nodded her head with a warm smile. "You’re doing the best that you can,” she added as she gave his hand another squeeze to reassure him. Shaking her head with a playful roll of her eyes, her amber hues brightened up with his teasing as she nudged him back. “That’s very considerate of you," she teased back, but nevertheless, there was this warmth that bloom in her chest as her heart fluttered a little. Catching feelings when it came to him wasn’t a good idea but could anyone really blame her?

#deliilahs #♕ ; ( with delilah. )

He was here for a reason; he was here for himself and as selfish as it seemed, he knew that he couldn't be at home. He wasn't sure he'd make the scenario any easier for anyone involved to digest. He'd happily give his sister whatever she required; help her move into a new home with her boyfriend, despite how young they might have been. It was so far from the expected, so far from a social norm and he knew his family's reputation would be tarnished despite what his parents tried to do. He smiled back at her, knew that if anyone was capable of taking his mind off of it all; it would be here. "You think you could hang around with me today?" He asked, voice a little more hushed; there's a need he has that's apparent in his voice. Despite his best efforts to force that desperation away. All he knew was that he didn't want to be alone. When he was alone he thought too much and when he thought too much he got sad, or believed himself the worst kind of person. With her; he didn't feel that way. The way she looked at him alone enough to push those fears away. "We can do whatever you like, anything at all."

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“Theo,” Everett repeated with a smile. “I’m Everett. Ev, I guess, if you wanted to make it shorter.” Little one! He could have snorted at the nickname, unsure if he was to feel offended or endeared. He went with neither. “I’m full of stories. Just tell me the kind you want. I got funny ones, embarrassing ones…naughty stories,” he added with a grin.