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@thekingkennedy: I'm a pretty horrible person, but I'm always honest. I have press passes. Backstage and the like. You in?
@whoispiperharris: That shouldn't even be a question. I'm so fucking in.

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@thekingkennedy: I'm a pretty horrible person, but I'm always honest. I have press passes. Backstage and the like. You in?
@whoispiperharris: That shouldn't even be a question. I'm so fucking in.
s-eliot:
the chronicles of the mustard cardigan and my favorite coffee mug 🙊
rose tinted: torrance & piper
torrance-reznik:
Deciding against replying to her admonishment, he nods twice slowly to acknowledge her significant point and doesn’t lift his pensive attention from the ground. She probably deserved more respect than he customarily offered, knowing Piper worked despite the allowance her parents seemed to give, she tries and her comment reminds him that he could as well. “Pizza would be nice.” he proposes agreeably, somewhat obliging her effort to move on. “I’ll have whatever you choose, if you’re paying.” he adds in an attempt to be gracious—–in truth he hadn’t wanted to pay, the accident was already taking a toll on his bank balance.
“Easy enough.” She was grateful he was playing into her so terribly masked attempt to move on from the subject, the two of them really had a mutual understanding of not dredging up what the other clearly didn’t want to talk about. There was a pizza place she ordered so often from she had them in her contacts, so she shoved the menus back in their place and called, ordering quickly, avoiding Torrance’s eyes at all costs. When she hung up, she just stared at her phone for a second before finally looking up at him. “Um, it’ll be here in like half an hour.”
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@thekingkennedy: piper, darling. Would you like to see #Hamilton ?
@whoispiperharris: If you're joking, I will rip your fucking dick off.
bitexmexskipper:
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Nothing the matter with your head baby, find it, come on and find it! Hail! With it, baby, ‘cause you’re fine, and you’re mine, and you look so divine. Come and get your love. Come and get your love. ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬
Skipper yelped out jumping up from her stool at the bar. “You!” She pointed out at a random person, before wiggling for them to come to her. “Come on. We aren’t sitting this song out! It’s too good to pass up!” Okay, so maybe she was a few drinks deep and ready to break out her dancing shoes and now probably wasn’t the place, but that didn’t stop the girl from dancing towards the other.
Piper had been observing the bar around her quietly, as much as she loved being the center of attention, it was also interesting to see how the people around her were living their lives. She jumped slightly when the girl called out to her, but she grinned back and hopped down from her stool. Dancing over to the girl, she was glad for this distraction. “Glad to join you.”
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@thekingkennedy: someone come with me to a broadway shoooowwwwww please. I have a last minute extra press ticket, and I am so not showing up alone.
@whoispiperharris: I am so fucking down, man. Hook me the fuck up, fam.
pastorasherdavis:
“This is wrong. This is wrong. I shouldn’t- This is so so wrong.”
“You know, telling someone while you’re kissing them how wrong it is, kind of a mood killer. Also kind of annoying. And rude. If you didn’t want to kiss me, why the fuck did you.”
emilyparrish:
Emily hummed as she let the arrow fly, easily hitting the target. She’d found an empty warehouse a couple months back and bought it. It had taken a while to fix it up but she now used it for her archery. There weren’t a lot of places in the city she could practice, and she was glad to have somewhere. She tensed when she heard the door creak and turned, lowered the bow. “Oh! Um, hi..”
“Um, hi!” Piper had been walking home from rehearsal when she heard music pulsing through an otherwise seemingly abandoned building. Curious as she was, she decide to investigate. To her surprise, in the building she’d found... Her ex-girlfriend. Shooting arrows. “I heard the music, wanted to see what was going on in here.” She smiled at her as she went to study the target. “You never mentioned you were into archery.”
wtf-flynn:
Flynn smiled to herself at the girl’s assurance, happy with her selection. After all, she wasn’t certain how this worked. All she knew was that they had caught her eye, amongs the others, and that was enough for her. She just wanted Vienna to like them, at the end of the day. “You don’t think any others would do better?” She questioned, wanting to be certain.
At the girl’s question, Piper felt free to really open up the florist in her. “Well, how serious are you about this person? Because, different flowers mean different things. Flower colors too.” She paused for a moment, looked back at the girl. “I mean, they probably wouldn’t know what a certain flower means off the top of their head. So maybe it doesn’t matter.”
wtf-flynn:
Flynn had just retrieved her latest paycheck from her mail slot, and was eager to spend at least a portion of it reminding Vienna why she had even agreed to be her girlfriend, in the first place. She had already decided on a nice restaurant for dinner, and was now shuffling through the floral department at her favorite shopping center. “Do you think these are date worthy?” She asked the person next to her, holding up a bouquet of white and red flowers.
Piper bit down the part of her that scrutinized the quality of the flowers, working as a florist had really changed how she looked at average flowers in a way that she didn’t particularly enjoy. “There are lovely, definitely date worthy.” She smiled brightly over at the girl.
alexisinthestars:
“Hey.” Alexis looked up at the person standing in her doorway. She raised her eyebrows. “Watcha doing here?” She neatly set a book on the bookcase she was organizing and turned around to lean on it and face them. “Everything alright?”
Awkwardly hovering outside of the apartment to check the envelope with what was written on the door, Piper heard someone speaking to her and looked up. “Yeah, hi, I’m Piper, this letter was put in my mail instead of yours.” She held the letter out, a bright smile on her face, hoping this wasn’t a weird thing to do, wondering if she should have just left the letter at the front desk instead of taking it to the apartment it was supposed to go herself.
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“Thank you for all of your gorgeous christmas wishes - hope you’ve all had a beautiful day with your loved ones <3″ -Georgie Henley (via @geohenleyreal)
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broke-down-brooklyn:
“Nineteen?! Really? I wouldn’t have guessed a day over sixteen. You’re even old enough to bring into the club.” She lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. “That is going to be lucky when your forty and can still pass for twenty.”
“You live on your own or with your folks? Also what are you doing tonight? If I pass my audition and get this job. You and I should go out to celebrate.”
Covering slight hurt, she grinned. “Yeah, I guess I have a youthful vibe about me.”
“I’m on my own, I mean, I have a roommate, but I don’t live with my parents.” She quirked an eyebrow curiously, cocking her head to the side. “Audition? For?” Phrasing it as ‘passing an audition’ was strange, but she still had hope that she had met a fellow actress.
rose tinted: torrance & piper
Pausing just inside the main living area, closer to the kitchen, Torrance decides to stop idly following her because she’s considerably more capable of walking and doesn’t appear to be settling anywhere. “So you don’t mind when I leave them everywhere.” he jokes thinly, knowing his own habit of discarding bottles around the apartment bothered even himself. Staring across the small space at the girl, he blinks several times nervously and focuses instead on the grooves in the floorboards below. “Could you, I don’t know, order out? I can pay, I realize you only have your parent’s credit card.” he ventures guardedly, masking weakness with derision. He despised eating out because most places were astoundingly unhealthy, but he didn’t have the energy or willpower to cook in his current state.
“I can pay too.” It came out a lot harsher than she expected, and stared down at the floor for a moment. Her voice was quieter and apologetic when she spoke again. “I just meant... I have my own money. Separate from what my parents give me.” This was uncomfortable and she did not want to be having this discussion, so she quickly crossed the room to her little stash of takeout menus. She flipped through them idly, not really reading any of them, but wanting to keep herself busy and not meeting Torrance’s eyes. It was embarrassing how she had reacted to a fucking joke, embarrassing being a dramatic little baby in front of him. “Um, what sounds good?” Her voice was overly helpful and happy, it sounded super fake and fucking stupid even to her own ears. Damn, some fucking actress I am.
Terence grinned when he saw who it was. He felt a tiny bit bad when the other stepped out, but he was suddenly grinning. “Yeah? You like it too! Awesome!” He grinned and clapped his hands together, looking beyond excited. It was hard to meet someone who liked the same things as him.
She smiled, but with slight worry. “So, your night has been... interesting?” Piper wanted to know if she should be concerned, without asking him in a way that would make him close up if he had been doing something dangerous.