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@waitingr00ms
ᴀʀᴀᴄᴇʟɪ ᴍᴇɴᴅᴇꜱ ( she / her ) . the repentant . a study in : learning the way of the world , losing yourself , reformation . ʜᴀʀʀɪꜱᴏɴ ᴡʀɪɢʜᴛ ( he / him ) . the withdrawn . a study in : grief , losing your first love , absenteeism .
celeste: alternatively i think villains are on the rise celeste: ESPPPP hot women villians !! celeste: we'd be the bubbles and buttercup 💙💚👯♀️
araceli: do you think so ? i thought jared leto ruined all that . he ruins most things . araceli: you're right . i'm hot . i'm araceli mendes . people should be lining up to be with me araceli: i think i need to get laid . since when did that become hard btw . araceli: who's our blossom ?
"only ten." bria jokes, a teasing grin on her lips. then she nods, "yeah, i see damien sometimes. i think he's doing great! i don't hear any complaints and i've only ever seen him do really good work." she assures him, knowing she would be the exact same way asking questions if he worked with one of her kids, "you know i keep an eye out. in the most gentle, non-intrusive way possible, i promise." she picks the other glass, raising it to cheers with harrison's, "what are we drinking to? to having one free night to hang out for once?" she chuckles softly, "or to no new friends?"
she raises her eyebrows then, snorting, "nothing goes together quite as well as raves and termites. that sounds like a liability waiting to happen..." she takes a sip of the whiskey and clicks her tongue, "were you ever the rave type? i'm trying to picture it. and it's really making me laugh. no offense." bria grins at the man, teasing him, "or were you more of a punk rock mosh pit kinda guy?"
" slow week . " he says wryly and with another quick upturn of his lips . harrison exhales . knows bria wouldn't lie to him , and is the exact perfect person to be there , semi - watching over . not that he thinks damien would need it . the kid's basically never needed anyone , or anything . " you'd be the first person i'd call for a gentle non-intrusive check in . " he agrees . she'd be the first person he'd call for a lot of things . at her question , harrison inhales loudly , and considers it for a few moments . then : " no new friends . " thank god for that . " had a run in with the mayor . " harrison adds , voice sardonic . " definitely no new friends . " nor old ones , when it comes to ben fairview .
he watches her take a sip of the whiskey before doing the same himself . it warms him up like hot honey almost right away . harrison lets out a noise of appreciation . he rolls his eyes at her , although she isn't wrong . " nah . not a rave guy . " harrison tries to wrack his brain , although it feels like a million years ago . " small , gross house parties were the most i'd do . the ones that look like they hadn't been cleaned in years , walls covered in graffiti . nobody knew who owned them . basically party-squatters . " he admits . " what about you ? let me guess . . head cheerleader with open invites to all the up-and-comings ? "
"What? No," Brandon sputtered. He hadn't really considered how his offered would have been received, though he supposed that he assumption was a valid one. "Promise I'm just looking to hear about books. I've got an extensive TBR but I'm always adding more to it." He held his hands up in apology. When she mentioned the book she'd last read, he nodded. "It's on my list, actually. I just prefer to listen to memoirs than read them. Did you enjoy it? Despite it being deep and dark?"
" oh so , what , you wouldn't hit on me ? like i'm some ugly ogre to you ? " araceli bristles at the quick way he jumps to decline any chance of hitting on her . pfft . a man like him could do WAY WORSE than araceli isabella mendes , thank you very much . " why listen to them ? does that even count as reading then ? " she can't help but question . it seems like cheating . " i liked it . " she pauses , considers who she's really putting on this act for . " i don't know if i actually enjoy reading that much . " araceli half - confesses . she clears her throat . almost shrugs . " it's just . . kinda boring to me . and people keep saying ' oh you should read this ' and ' you should read blah ' . and . . . i do . but it's still . " she waves her hands . " boring . "
“shephards pie,” she huffs, arms crossing over her chest. “which you would've known, had you shown up.” prior attempts to bite her tongue are proven futile, never one to bite her tongue. part of her wants to take him by the shoulders and shake some sense into him, but she chooses to tap her nails against her biceps instead. “that's quite literally what i told you to do this time,” she points out, an incredulous look taking over her features. “but i'm willing to give you a rare second chance.” not an offer she handed out lightly, seriousness weighing in her words. “i need two glasses of wine after what you put me through,” she's being dramatic now, tone shifting into something lighter. dwelling wouldn't do her any good, and stress wrinkles weren't a part of her newest ten year plan. features soften as he begins to open up, arms falling and breathing out a sigh. taking a step forward, she places a comforting hand on his arm. “i can only imagine how hard it is,” and if she's being honest, she doesn't want to. “but you have to start somewhere, right ?”
" i get it . total dog house over here . " harrison says , with a small sigh . knows that when femi wants to rub salt into the wound , she really can and will . " i know - and i . . did invite them . " a clunky lie . an almost truth . he inhales and tries again . " i meant to invite them . but it felt like i was trying to play house or something . pretend we're all something we're . . . not . " he can only imagine the way damien's face would blank at the idea of a friendly family-and-friends dinner party .
at her mention of wine , harrison scratches the back of his neck . " uh . i can buy you two glasses . " the penny seems to drop . " or a whole bottle . a really nice bottle . " he rushes to correct . harrison shakes his head at himself . HAVE TO START SOMEWHERE ? yeah . sure . " starting somewhere might have been best after katie died . or when they were going through puberty . or off to college . not . . . now , when they're both fully grown and don't really need me at all anymore . " harrison isn't stupid enough to avoid that painful elephant in the room .
she doesn't have a problem. it was only supposed to be a few. a little something to take the edge off, to loosen up, to feel like her again. she told herself she could stop after three. but three soon turned into four, four into five . . . five into too many to count. but she doesn't have a problem. how can it be a problem when she's having fun, right ? she laughs. bright, careless. reaches for araceli’s arm with a grin that's a little too wide. cheeks flushed, eyes glossy. she's not just tipsy, she's way past that. but she doesn't have a problem ! “ what ? no ! no, you can't go, ” she insists, tugging the other closer. “ we're just getting started. come on, don't be a buzzkill. just one more hour. please ? ” here’s a hint of desperation behind her smile now, but she masks it with another laugh. she's just having a good time, right ? there's nothing wrong with that. it doesn't mean she has a problem.
" i can go . in fact , you should , too . " she tries to trill it out like a joke , but a frown ghosts itself over her face . araceli thought this was going to be a fun night out with a friend , but yasmin seems way more intoxicated than planned . " maybe we can get you water . i don't want you yakking up somewhere . " she suggests with a small shrug , then gestures to the bartender for just that . a quiet laugh tumbles from her mouth . " god, yas . you can really put your shit away . we'll have to do a proper night out soon . you can tell me where's SO NOT boring in palmview now . "
head slowly turns towards the man , a look of disbelief across her features . “ what ? ” mila asks , mirroring his tone earlier , except hers is much more dramatic & high - pitched ; typical mila behavior . “ okay but tell me how am i supposed to do all that in this , ” gestures towards the mini dress she’s wearing at the moment , huffing in annoyance . “ can’t you just hold me ? i just need a moment . ” which knowing mila , could probably range from 5 minutes to a whole goddamn hour . god , it's not like she's asking for a piggyback ride home . “ i swear if you don’t hold me right now you’re going to have to take responsibility if i did end up passing out here for real . ”
" what ? ? ? " he repeats it again , this time his tone almost enlaced with his own panic . harrison looks around , hoping she maybe means somebody else . " maybe you should just take a breath instead . there might not be enough oxygen getting to your head with . . . all that talking . " he doesn't mean it rudely , but it probably does come off that way .
“so it isn't just the consequences of your own actions ? i would like to remind you that your favorite sport is playing emotional dodgeball with us.” michael raises an eyebrow, eyes flickering to araceli. he lets out a sigh of exhaustion as she continues with her rant but then a grimace colors his features at her words. fuggo glasses ? “before you do that, just remember they're prescription and chances of me mistakening your eyelash curler for my razor again are very high.” he can't argue her second point, though… she isn't wrong. he turns to major and in a hushed tone says, “i've smelled better, i can't even lie.” he rolls his eyes because dramatic and araceli practically goes hand in hand but then he nods and turns to major once again. “you owe me tw – forty bucks and you owe her… mayonnaise ?” @loversfms
“oh, my bad guys, didn't realize i had to IMPRESS YOU TWO. is a man not allowed to be comfortable in his own home ? besides, no one has ever told me it sucks until this very moment. and i've been very kind, but i can bring up your shrill voice,” he points to araceli. “and your condensation,” he points to michael. “and how i don't appreciate those things. but I'M VERY NICE, and i don't. and why do you both feel free to help yourself to my wallet ? are you both broke ? is that it ? i'm sure there are plenty of help wanted signs around here, let's get you both a summer job. also, THERE'S MAYONNAISE IN THE FRIDGE !!” / @waitingr00ms
" that ! " she points to michael with triumph , finger right in his face as she looks over at major . " see that ! that's the misogyny ! see ? are you seeing this , major ? " it was idiotic to think major would have her side , though , and araceli frowns . " my voice is not shrill . " does she purposely lower her voice from its previous shrill capacity ? maybe . as major lobs one another pointed comment to michael , araceli turns to face him again . " yeah . you're super sweaty . " she echoes major's point , even though she doesn't really understand it . the repetition of MAYONNAISE makes araceli want to rip her hair out . " maison lauderee ! it's MAISON LAUDEREE , you uncultured swine . " she's almost stamping her foot on the ground in frustration . " i don't need a summer job , unlike you two freak shows , i have one . at the gallery . like an adult . because i'm apparently the only real one in this stupid house . " @cherriesfm
"Believe me. It wasn't my first choice," Savannah replied with a slight laugh. "But it's for charity." And who could say no to that? She glanced at the watch on her wrist and shrugged. "Ten minutes or so. The next person should be here soon. Did you want to walk around when I'm free or..." the word dragged out and Savannah raised a single eyebrow, "were you planning to participate?"
" all in the name of charity . " he agrees with a half chuckle . he's glad nobody asked him to volunteer for this . harrison would have had to pack up and leave town . his cheeks flush at the raised eyebrows , and pointed question ( savannah is an exceedingly beautiful woman , he is but a man , etc etc ) . " i'll walk around . " harrison replies quickfast . he takes a step back , as if by being even a step closer to her then a kiss would happen by proximity . " hope the ten minutes are . . . " he isn't sure what's the correct thing to say here . he drops one shoulder in a shrug . " uh . filled with good kisses ? or . i dunno . whatever you're meant to say at these things . "
celeste: NO QUESTIONS ASKED IS WIIIILDDDDD celeste: so now i know who NOT to leave him with thanks diva !!! celeste: i thought you were talking about that one game i see on tiktok for a minute i was confused ? celi in her gamer era ? celeste: i can see our reality show right now !! the secret lives of palmview wives !!!
araceli: god forbid i try help you araceli: idk what ur talking about , lets araceli: i fear you'd be a fan favourite and i defs wouldn't be . they hate to see a bitch w opinions .
his laugh came quieter this time, low in his throat, like it might betray something if it got any louder. “ well, shit. ” he muttered, shaking his head. “ now you’re flirting and checking in on me? gonna have to tell the papers myself. might finally get some decent press. ” he leaned forward slightly, forearms resting on the bar, head tilted just enough to meet harrison’s gaze when it flicked back to him. there was no bite in his expression. no defense. just a tired kind of amusement. “ you always knew how to charm anybody. ” he added, voice dry but soft. “ i do look like shit. appreciate the heads up. thought i had another few weeks before the bags under my eyes started filing hr complaints. ”
another sip of beer. another quiet second between them. then, a shrug. “ been a long year. longer month. windchimes, potholes, budget cuts… and y’know. the occasional existential crisis about the moral decay of small-town government. ” he nudged harrison’s elbow lightly with his own, more muscle memory than conscious action. then, with a faint smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes : “ …you look like shit too, by the way. just in case we’re doing honest now. ”
harrison gives a grand roll of his eyes , wanders if he can punch the mayor of palmview or if that'll get him kicked out . he's only joking . . kinda . " yeah , i mean . you're right . i know a thing or two about looking like shit when life kicks you . " he swallows , sets his jaw . " it's all just a crutch though , right ? " harrison probably shouldn't bring it up , but he's unable to help himself . sitting down with ben and sharing a joke feels completely out of scope for him . there's a reason harrison can't stand the guy - but damn it if he isn't good at the mayoral , political charm crap .
harrison places back down his beer . the ease between the two men was only temporary , after all . he glances at ben and gives a blank shrug . " lookin' better than you , mayor . “ harrison hasn't shaved in a while , and just finished a busy period of work ( he always has somewhat of a chip on his shoulder about the physicality of his work , versus the cushiness of politics ) . plus , he's never been a great sleeper anyways . being reminded this by ben of all people pisses him off , though . while he's aware that he threw the first hit , he's not going to sit here and listen to ben whine over his beer .
STARTER FOR / @losingdcgs !
" — and then michael is always so patronising , and major's annoying friends are always knocking our door down . " araceli throws up her hands , half-slowing down her rant . mainly so she can take a breath because she's said a lot in the last 15 minutes ( basically as soon as she arrived at priya's ) . she sits on the other girl's couch and scowls . crosses her arms over her chest . " honestly , you're so lucky you live by yourself . maybe i should try the whole lesbian-in-solitude thing . "
wanting to provide for her community wasn't a new thing , she'd attended events and fundraised where she could if work allowed her. head shakes with slight amusement at close friend's reaction , grin stretching from ear to ear as she noticed patience begin to wane. " maybe if you behave the rest of this event , i'll tell you. " she teases , throwing her a playful wink — unsure if her answer would prevent araceli's whining. gaze drags itself over friend's stance , from top to bottom , and lower lip snagged between teeth to prevent a giggle. " you don't have to kiss a loser man , there's other options. " she didn't want to tell her who she could and couldn't kiss , but instead reminded her of the VARIETY of lips available.
she feels her cheeks pinken , just a tinge , and she clears her throat with faux-importance . THERE'S OTHER OPTIONS . the words tingle inside of araceli's brain for a moment . " i always behave . while giving somewhat unnecessary commentary , sure , but that's all part of my charm . " she counters . araceli doesn't quite look at lucia because she's not sure how to respond . " men are the easier option . " araceli finally says instead , delicately . " i'm not paying to kiss you . " she feels the need to add , almost bristling at the very notion . because paying someone ? no thanks . but , it being lucia ? ok . fine . almost tempting .
Felipe’s coming out of the back office and only catches the tail end of Harrison’s conversation with the building owner. His own assessment of panel lights needing to be installed in the office was finished but the quote amount would be zero dollars on his end, seeing as how it was a favor for a favor for a friend of a friend. The building owner was less than enthused about Harrison’s proposed amount and as he walked away, Felipe gave him a soft pat on the shoulder. “Think of it this way. The money you’re saving on the lights can go to fixin’ up the crap show out here.” He watches as the other man continues to the back without another word before turning to Harrison. “Ah, he’ll come around,” he brushes the owner off with a wave, “It’s great to see ya, man. Got a lot of house calls lined up today?”
harrison is relieved to see felipe . a long exhale leaves him , right from deep in his chest as he turns to the man in question as the owner leaves their sorry asses behind . an almost smile paring up his lips . " don't tell me he's got you in here , too . jesus , what happened to this place ? " harrison almost murmurs to himself . such is life - when everything needs to go wrong , it does , all at the same time . " likewise , fel . how you holding up ? " he offers a hand for a quick shake , patting his friend on the back of his shoulder at the same time in greeting . harrison gives a small shrug . " this time of year is always a bit quiet , but not in a bad way . gives me time to catch up on admin . everyone's favourite job . how 'bout you ? "
atlas blinks a few times hearing harrison's question, and his following explanation. “i mean, i was – i was helping the girl who is running it.” this was not a community center event by any means, but noa had asked him if he'd help her out. who was he to tell her no ? “paying money to kiss people sounds GOOD for someone my age ? you don't even wanna try to pitch me tinder first ?” he's joking – he'd downloaded tinder once in his life, and subsequently deleted it just two days later because he had become OVERWHELMED. “besides, the proceeds are going to the community center. seems silly to pay the money i get from the community center back to them.”
he puts a hand over his eyes and almost asks if tinder is different from that grindr app he hears guys on the worksite mention sometimes , or if they just have really similar names . but harrison closes his mouth , remembering he does not want to open that door . " you got a thing with the girl running it ? " harrison asks instead , because he never knows what's going on in this town or who half the kids are . sometimes he blinks at someone claiming to be damien's friend and he has to bite his tongue from saying who the hell are you ? " look man , i don't know . the only kissing booth i heard about when i was your age was something from the 50s . i had no idea that was back in fashion now . " god , it's all so confusing to him . there's vapes instead of cigarettes and apparently really low-rise jeans are a thing again .
“ art is subjective , ” clark shrugs . and he should know . “ love your dadaist approach to your looks . it suits you well ! ” a slight tease , a smile tugs his lips upward . “ but yes , please . tell me everything . ” but it doesn't take long for an ‘ oh shit ’ expression to hit the fan . eyes widen , brows raised . “ wait , no fucking shit . you work at the gallery ? ” he takes a step back , resetting himself . “ okay , well — unfortunately for us , we will be running in the same circles … as it seems . i'm opening up a gallery over here . doing some features at the moment . that's why i moved here . ” well , he moved here for his family , but you shouldn't move somewhere for just one reason .
" i'm surprised you even know what dadaism is . that's a really big word for you . " araceli states . she leaves out the fact that she only learnt the term last year , from flipping through books in the gallery's gift store . araceli blinks at him , watching him seemingly go through the 7 stages of grief . her eyebrows knit together , hands extending before her . " wait what ? " of course . of-fucking-course . " you're opening up a gallery ? " she hates repeating his words back to his smug face , but araceli needs to process this information and what it means for her . she chews the corner of her lip . " so you're , like , my competition . " she pauses . " i mean , i don't own the place , so you're not really my competition . "
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the moment she catches the familiar figure , mila couldn’t help but rush over to get the man’s attention , half - hoping that it would be kenny but alas . it has been a little over two weeks since she last heard from her man , much less seen him — the thought makes her head spin . god , this couldn’t be real . “ hold me , ” she says to the nearest bystander , already throwing a hand out . “ i think i’m going to faint . ”
" WHAT ? " harrison's voice is laced with alarm as he looks down at the girl , eyes wide . " uh . " eloquent as always , his brain ticks over , trying to remember what he's meant to do in these situations ( his first aid course was a little while ago ) . " i think you're meant to sit down , with your head between your legs . "
