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[badrcmance]

"don't fucking pretend like we were going good in our relationship. we're always fucking circling back and forth. the honeymoon phase only lasts a week before shit crumbles." in moments evelyn really did believe they had the chance to make something real out of their love for one another and other times it faltered. every single time it was her fault, but her ego would never let her admit that. evelyn groaned before rolling her eyes, scoffing at jada saying she was done once they got back home. "i'm sure you mean it," her tone sarcastic before she removed the cheap metal off her ring finger. evelyn ran her hand through her hair as she made her way towards her suitcase, "you know what. let's not even wait for our flights in a couple days - let's go home now. you don't have to wait to be done, we're done now." that was her way of trying to control the situation, not wanting jada to decide when their relationship ended. "you're going to have to use your pto at work before i want you to send in your resignation letter, fuck it, you can quit on the spot if you want."

[ungratcful]

circling back and forth might have been a stretch when 90% of their problems had been initially caused, or at least further ignited by evelyn in the first place so jada just chuckled flatly. “and it’s usually your fault that it does, so riddle me that, evelyn.” she huffed jabbing a finger at the woman. very few people could get under her skin in that oh so special way evelyn seemed to know like the back of her hand and so often willingly (by the look of it) took advantage of, and it drove jada up the wall as she took a beat and actively thought about that. “fuck you, evelyn.” she hissed as she dismissed her way of calling things off only to call things off herself. “you’re a control freak.” was all she said in response to evelyn’s demands before tugging the cheap metal off of her ring finger. she was about to throw it right at evelyn when she glanced down and happened to notice that the cheap ‘silver’ of course had turned both of the spaces their rings had been on green. “stupid piece of shit.” jada huffed, flicking the ring off instead and letting it clatter across the floor before grabbing her suitcase and shoving it toward the door. “i quit. consider this my fucking resignation letter. from the job, from the relationship and from you, period.” she hissed, storming out with her suitcase and slamming the door shut behind her as she headed out and down to the street to call herself a cab to the airport so she could grab herself the first flight back home.

[lipstcklover]

sasha didn't blame her parents, or her friends for taking on her frustration with the lack of discussions about where this relationship was going — after all, they had to listen to her rant about it enough that it was only fair they'd want an answer too. shifting some chicken around her plate as paris dodged the topic yet again, the thought of going on a peaceful vacation sounded like just moving their same fight to a nice island resort. "we stopped the regular small talk forever ago." she huffed, her words coming out a little harsher than she'd intended, yet she wouldn't apologize for it. "will you just be honest with me? why do you run away any time i mention just having a discussion about marriage and kids? if you don't want that, or if you don't see us going in that direction, why not say it?"

[ungratcful]

grimacing slightly at sasha’s bluntness, not helped at all by her tone, she just sighed. “right.” she mumbled. then at her girlfriend’s questions she looked over to her, holding her gaze. “because i’m scared, okay? i’m scared. scared of things changing between us and then everything comes crashing and burning down.” she answered bluntly, her own tone laced with a sharp edge of its own before she cleared her throat and apologized for it sheepishly. “sorry… i didn’t mean for that to come out like that. but it’s the truth.” she sighed. “parenthood and marriage changes people, and i don’t want things to change between us so far that we’re just basically roommates with a mini me or two grabbing at our ankles.” she confessed.

[hvtemenvw]

"only if you want to. i don't mind being proven right." nyla replied with an easy smile. how instinctive and honest her grin was caught her by surprise. she had forgotten she could interact with people without planning her next move. "there's a reason all our friends said the same thing when you asked how i was." she remarked before taking another sip of her drink. in hindsight it was embarrassing how desperately she used to cling to isolation and the idea she was invulnerable. the choices she made had a clear logic behind them but they didn't save her. "don't flirt while i'm telling her my tragic backstory." she teased, her words undercut by the smirk on her lips. she was actually relieved paloma broke the tension. "you can probably guess ; it happened due to the usual reasons." nyla rolled her eyes at her own predictability. she sat silent for a moment. "oh, you've really been everywhere." her voice was laced with a mix of awe and envy. "which place was your favourite?" she asked, eyebrows raised in curiosity. "i'm happy for you. not many people get to start again and find a passion they excel at."

[ungratcful]

“nah.” she teased, deciding to deny her ex that small win so easily. watching nyla open herself back up with that grin brightened up the room, and paloma returned it with one of her own back at her. “they know us too well.” she snorted dryly, taking another sip of her drink for herself. paloma had always been too much of a social butterfly to stay in one place too long, which was yet another reason added to the myriad of reasons they didn’t work together romantically, so with them being polar opposites, naturally, they butted heads a lot back then. “yeah, yeah.” she teased at the remark of flirting and laughed. not dignifying the comment about the usual reasons with a response, she just shook her head. “you’re a catch. you know that. you just have to find your ms. right,” she offered with a smile. as the conversation turned back to her travels, she chuckled. “honestly? it’s hard to nail down just one. but thanks. i appreciate that you’re happy for me.” she tipped her glass in her direction before sipping again.

[warflowcr]

closed starter / @ungratcful

muse : ari reyes, queer, genderfluid, they/she, twenty5, bartender

plot : based on this plot.

"I still think we should just hire out a club and call it a day," Ari shrugged as if they didn't care. They brought the half drank bottle of beer to their lips as they sat crossed legged on the worn couch. Their mutual friend was getting married and for some reason had trusted the pair to plan the bachelorette. Harriet was extravagant and over the top, meaning the event had to be as well. Where most would be happy with a night of drinking and a stripper. Harriet was desperate for something more out of the box. She wanted a whole day of activities, rather than a night in a bar. What the bride to be didn't know though was that the 'happy couple' were no longer together as of a few days ago. So, forcing them into a room was like setting off a ticking time bomb as the tension only increased.

[ungratcful]

“if harriet hadn’t told us exactly what she wanted, i’d almost agree with you.” jada chuckled and looked over at them. she had no clue how harriet, their responsible, usually smart friend had gotten the idea to dump the duo on planning duty, but it was too late to back down now. looking over at her ex, she just shook her head at them in mild annoyance. “i just really wish we weren’t the ones stuck planning this together. this is like… a cruel twist of fate.” she scoffed dryly.

[warflowcr]

"I guess," Kyra shrugged, not quite convinced by the other's words. Mya's reaction to her own words caused Kyra to laugh along with her, shrugging her shoulders for the second time. "I'll forever grateful that you spared me from a lot of disappointing gifts. But I would have preferred if he took notice and used his own initiative. It makes it less special knowing he had no clue what I liked." Kyra would be lying if she said a break up hadn't crossed her mind. But knowing that her favourite things were coming from her best friend changed things. She looked at the other, arms folding across her chest as she simply nodded with confidence. "Fuck it. I'm breaking up with him. Of all people in my life, he shouldn't be the one who needs to ask others for help when it comes to what I like. He clearly doesn't care and this whole situation just makes me see him differently." She shifted her weight to the other leg as her head tilted to the side, "do you think that's a mistake?"

[ungratcful]

mya could see clear as day that kyra didn’t buy a single word of what she’d said, but that was neither here nor there as her friend spoke up again. “i couldn’t just let him gift you… socks? a cheap perfume that smells like stripper ass or some two dollar bracelet he’d picked up from god only knows where.” she explained, though she understood where her friend was coming from with her answer, she thought she was doing their relationship a favor by helping behind the scenes, not hurting it. the longer she thought about it, the worse she felt in the back of her mind, but she tried to keep herself from dwelling on it long. as kyra mentioned flat out breaking up with him, she blinked. “wait, slow down. are you sure that’s what you want?” she questioned. “i mean… if i was you i’d dump him. but you two have been together a really really long time.”

[vindicatcs]

rory sighs then , knowing that trying to go down this road was a mistake. there was no reason for her to try and bring it up , but maybe she was hoping . . . well , she wasn't even sure what she was hoping for , but considering the kiss they both ignore , she felt inclined to think there was still a chance she wasn't crazy. but she also knew far better than to try and bring that up. " so what was it about then ? if not that. " she can't help but push because if she is wrong , there's an explanation. right ? " c'mon , jordyn. you're my best friend. talk to me. "

[ungratcful]

it didn’t take rocket science to figure out what exactly rory was pondering over— their kiss, that night years ago. now that her best friend has started pressuring her for an answer, jordyn didn’t exact have one to give that wasn’t an immediate concession of the truth, so she just sighed. she glanced down at her friend’s lips subtly, then quickly darted back up to her face as she fidgeted with the rings on her fingers as she always did when she was nervous. “it’s nothing, ro, i swear.” except she didn’t know who she was trying to convince more, rory? or herself.

[hvzeful]

maya groaned, dragging a hand over her face. "please don't call me cute right now," she mumbled, though the way she was smiling betrayed any real annoyance. "you're impossible," she let out a quiet laugh, shaking her head. "you seem weirdly committed to making me question my sanity." she paused, biting the inside of her cheek. "and... it's working, by the way."

[ungratcful]

“i’m not sorry, if you’re expecting an apology. it’s true.” she insisted, watching maya’s smile brighten up the room singlehandledly. “funny enough, you know, i get that a lot.” she joked, finding herself staring into the blonde’s eyes. “i’ll take that as a compliment.” she chewed the inside of her cheek, then pursed her lips together before releasing them with a pop the same way she always had when she was trying to understand things.

[pcpulr]

"i uh wow — " she scratched the back of her neck. " that came out wrong." well , kinda. " it's not that it's not on the cards — " she wasn't sure how to backtrack. it was easier to double down than to make jada seem like she misheard her. she let out a sigh. " it's not ... i don't want to get married." plain and simple. no need for explanation ... right ? probably wrong. " things are just going so well for us at the moment. ive seen marriage change people, and yeah my parents are still happily married but ... everyone around me ? it changes things."

[ungratcful]

yeah, no shit, jada had wanted to say, but the moment still partially had her stunned. when her girlfriend had flat out admitted to her face that she didn’t even want to get married at all, jada’s heart sank, but she just sighed, then nodded. “no, yeah. uh… for sure, i get it.” jada definitely did not get it. but anything she said wouldn’t really change aidan’s mind and if anything, only make things worse so she just kept quiet. “and what if things started going better?” she posed the question.

[loredrops]

kyara watched her silhouette bend to scoop her jeans from the floor. while she was down there she might as well picked up her heart, she would ultimately and inevitably stomp on. she should say nothing, let her go. that was the practiced routine. smooth the mask back on, breathe, pretend she needed the space anyway. but her throat burned with all the things she’d folded away. the mattress sighed as kyara sat up. muscles complained; tonight’s class had run long, and lucia’s hands had found every knot after. “lucia.” soft, but it held. "what the fuck are we doing? you come over here, and we —" her hand gestured in the air, because honestly there weren't words that could comprehend the magic she felt when they were together, skin to skin. "and then you just leave like it's nothing? like im nothing?" she hitched the sheet higher over her bare chest, yet chill seeped straight through the cotton, colder than she’d ever felt.

[ungratcful]

lucia didn’t think anything of it. hell, if anything to her, kyara was just a warm body and a nice ass to hold onto. show up, blow her mind in the bedroom, slip out. that was the practiced routine. that was business as usual. she’d massaged the knots out of her shoulders and then probably put a couple new ones back in during their nightcap, but there was something in kyara’s tone that froze her in place. almost like she’d been petrified. “what, ky?” she questioned in response to the way the other woman had said her name. “we’ve been doing this for long enough. it’s a casual thing, right? so why are you acting like it’s supposed to be more than that?”

[pcpulr]

an eyebrow raised. " i don't ?" the woman had immediately braced herself if the stranger had ulterior motives. when there was no active movement from the other , she stayed in place but her guard still remained. her shoulders had only relaxed slightly at the other's explanation. they seemed true to their word. harmony did study body movement after all. that and usually she could tell if people were not being genuine. " no need to sleep on the floor. there's an extra bedroom. has its own shower and everything." all harmony could do was believe the stranger at their word. if it bit her in the ass later , so be it. she showed the other compassion, and empathy. harmony took a step towards her and held out her hand. "im harmony." a small smile on her face. " unlike my name , i actually cannot hold a tune so brace yourself if you hear me singing in the shower." a soft chuckle left her lips. " im going to take the opportunity here to believe what you're telling me. it looks like you had a day. everything you need , charge the room."

[ungratcful]

preemptively wincing at the eyebrow raise, jayla was sure she’d somehow shattered the thin ice she’d been standing on. “uh— no.” she reiterated a little less sure of herself this time. instead of getting kicked out, she had to do a double take when the other woman had told her about the whole other bedroom she’d missed in her five-second impromptu self guided tour. “oh, uh… good to know.” she blinked in disbelief, looking the other woman in the face as the other woman held a hand for her to shake. another double take later, this time from hand to face before she snapped out of it and shook the woman’s hand. “jayla.” she offered with a polite smile. at the woman’s lighthearted words, she laughed, then just nodded. “and are you sure i’m not a burden? i mean… why do you have two whole bedrooms if you’re the only one here? i’m not stealing someone else’s spot, am i? like a… boyfriend? girlfriend?” she averted her gaze at the question. she hadn’t meant anything by it, she just happened to be inquisitive and put two and two together judging by the amount of bedrooms that surely there must have been someone.

[badrcmance]

if anything, evelyn sat there with complete anger taking over her expression. watching the way jada was freaking out was only more evident the two of them weren't nowhere near close to tying the knot together. the older woman dragged her hands over her face before getting up to go after jada, "breathing fresh air isn't going to help. we're going to need to go through the process of - fuck, i guess getting a divorce. nothing despises me more than marriage, now i'm a fucking married woman. and i just know there's no way in hell i was the one who suggested going to the fucking chapel. if anything jada, it was probably you. you've mentioned how you and your ex almost got hitched in vegas - we don't need to be married to each other. we don't - we aren't even good girlfriends." evelyn was clearly letting everything roll off of her mind freely. the mix of a hangover and nerves overtook her.

[ungratcful]

as the blame somehow shifted to her when it wasn't even her fault, jada could only stand there, frozen in place and stunned at the venom in evelyn's words as she stopped right in front of the door. "how the fuck is this my fault?" she practically shrieked in shock, evelyn's words doing little else besides throwing her for a loop the more she talked. "so you think just because this almost happened with my ex, this is somehow my fault?" she blinked. even if they didn't need to be married to each other-- and both clearly didn't want it, evelyn's words about them not even being good girlfriends had stunned jada into silence for a few minutes as she just let the woman say her piece. "anything else you want to add while you treat me like a piece of shit right to my face?" she just sighed, throwing her hands up in resignation. for as often as they'd argued like this and things tended to blow up, the good moments usually outweighed the bad, but this was the worst jada had ever seen it. "you know what? when we get home, we're done. i mean it." she huffed.

[vindicatcs]

" you didn't say it. " rory points out , and she wonders if she really wants to go down this path with jordyn. this was her best friend. it was just a lot to unpack and though there was reason to believe there was something between them , it was clear they both wanted to let it be buried. " i just feel like you get weird when i bring it up. like your mood changes , i don't know. maybe i'm misreading it. " she could be , but she felt right. she knew everything about the other , the second her mood shifted she could tell. " but even tonight before i left , you were so upset. "

[ungratcful]

"i think you're misreading it," jordyn groaned in response, shaking her head as she looks over to her best friend. as rory called her out for being upset earlier, she just sighed. "okay, so i was. but it wasn't-- it wasn't about that." she clarified. "it's nothing." and there went the defensive walls as jordyn begun putting them up one brick at a time, mostly trying to protect herself from her own thoughts, and protect rory from getting hurt by said thoughts, or risk making things as weird as rory was portraying.

[vindicatcs]

" yeah , i get that. " rory responds , smiling softly at her. " it's fine because it wasn't good and you had to come rescue me anyway , so. i should've just not even bothered and come over to see you in the first place. " rory didn't want to think too hard about what all of this meant , so she chose not to. " but i'm just . . . wondering , i guess - " she pauses before continuing. " why would you not want me to go on a date ? "

[ungratcful]

smiling back at her friend, she nodded. "i wouldn't have complained," she joked playfully. jordyn also didn't concern herself with trying to decipher the little hidden unsaid things about their friendship. she reckoned her energy was better spent showering said friend in attention. there was still the unsaid presence of that night four years ago lingering between them, but it would continue to go unsaid a while longer. "when did i say i didn't want you to go on dates?" she blinked in surprise, the words nearly stunning her into silence.

[badrcmance]

running her hand over her face the woman couldn't help but press jada. "who fucking cares," she handed her the certificate and waited to see how she'd react. evelyn could feel her heart racing and her head pounding from the stress that was beginning to whelm up inside of her. "what the fuck happened last? god, this isn't good. what the fuck." she knew the younger woman wasn't entirely the one to blame, but she still found a way to spin it on her. "we should have never came to vegas, look at the shit we got into. this is fucking hell." she huffed before looking up at the ceiling as if she could find help.

[ungratcful]

at the lack of concern for her, jada stiffened up and shook her head, snatching the certificate out of evelyn's hand. "what the fuck?!" she shouted involuntarily, then immediately came to regret it as her head pounded harder. "shit, i was about to ask the same thing." she groaned. "i mean, i wasn't ready for marriage yet! i told myself i wouldn't even think about marriage until i'm like, thirty five!" watching evelyn clearly trying to find some way to blame her-- she could tell by that frustrated, scrutinizing look on her face, jada let out a huff of her own. "i need some fucking air." she groaned and tossed her clothes back on, then scurried to the bathroom to splash some water on her face before making a beeline for the door. "no, no no no. this can't be fucking happening."

[vindicatcs]

rory cherished her closeness to jordyn , and she certainly wasn't going to let anything get in between her and her best friend. she would choose just about anything over her , but as of lately rory was attempting to do some soul searching and trying to go on some dates , and it seemed to put a weird air between them. she assumed , or more so hoped , she was imagining it. " oh. " she smiles then , not thinking much of it. " why didn't you just tell me ? you know i would've chosen hanging out with you over going on a date. " except she had been pretty excited about this one.

[ungratcful]

jordyn hadn't exactly been a fan of rory going on dates since that usually meant time away from her best friend, but she wasn't going to tell her to just never date again to her face so she swallowed it down instead. "i didn't want you to.. miss out on stuff 'cause of me, you know? what if you stayed with me and missed out on something actually good?" she questioned curiously, watching her friend.

[vindicatcs]

closed for @ungratcful !

" thanks again for the rescue last night , that date was seriously the worst , and i felt bad that i left you alone when you were in a bad mood anyway. i think i should just quit trying at this point. " rory speaks to the other , her attachment to her friend growing deeper as each day passes. sometimes she'd just rather be with them than go on dates with people , but the depth of that thought too much for her to try and unpack. " what was wrong , anyway ? is everything okay now ? "

[ungratcful]

"oh, don't worry about it," jordyn teases playfully, glancing over at her best friend. they'd been friends from the minute they were born, having been born in the same hospital, at close to the same time and having gone to the same school. they might as well be platonic twins with their bond, if jordyn was to be honest. although she was older by about twenty minutes. a fact she never let rory live down usually. "yeah, no, everything's fine, i just... really missed you," she admitted.