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"the only babies we have to worry about are the cats, but they don't need boogers wiped," stella shrugged. she gave one more look towards the glaring woman and gave her a quick wave, before pulling xio away with a giggle. "she looks like she could use a churro. which, speaking of- ride first? then churro break and we go from there?"

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"exactly. and they can be left at home unsupervised." plus, she wasn't the one responsible for them. she was in charge of no one but herself, and, at least for now, that was exactly how she liked it. "the ride better be worth it, if it's putting off churro time, but... yeah, sure. which one are we starting with?"

"but if we start with the churros and then go on rides, we may feel too sick to do anything else fun," stella pointed out, her eyes following xio's to watch the same cart passing by. they had a point, they did look good, but stella was well aware of her track record with sweets. she let out a piercing giggle when they nearly ran into the stroller. she grabbed her friend's arm and pulled them out of the way, and her eyes watched the mother's face for another moment before she turned back to whisper towards xio. "she's got a grumpy face for someone in the middle of an amusement park."

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it was absolutely a valid point, of course, but, on the other hand... churros. right there, and so tempting, and she'd already nearly taken out a child for them. they had to mean they were next, didn't it? "can't say i blame her. i would be too. i love kids, don't get me wrong, but... i'm so glad i don't have to wipe anyone's boogers right now."

strongbowdarkfruit

hey could you hold this for me *gives you my hand*

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who: xio & kenna @rollercoasterush where: saltpoint park pride picnic

"hey, you don't want to sit with me, by any chance, do you? i was supposed to meet up with my friends, but i have no idea where they ran off to, and... honestly, i'm too hungry to keep trying to find them." xio holds up a bag of chips in offering, hoping it'll sweeten the deal. "i'll share my doritos with you."

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who: xio & tbd @golddvstfm where: palmview amusement

"what do you think - churros first, or rides first? 'cause if we start with churros, we're going to have to wait a bit for the rides, but... damn, those look good." xio is practically drooling as they pass a churro car -- and nearly collides with a stroller on the way over, lost in a hypnotic state. "oops! sorry!"

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“see? ‘m not a totally open book — ” not that they thought that before, but sage has become a little squirrely about letting people in lately. not since — [REDACTED]. except sometimes, mostly because he’s far more in his own head than he had been in high school. whatever. “the pope could be joining us. he's, like, all about connecting with the community. or we could invite mamdani, he loves shit like that.” not that sage knows really anything about politics, he's seen enough viral twitter posts. “got it, boss,” with a little salute just to make-nice. “what? come on. you know that sayin; all work, no play makes … whoever a dull person? you don't wanna be dull, xio, what the fuck?”

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"no? what other mysteries are you hiding in that big ol' brain of yours?" xio gently taps the side of sage's head, like they're attempting to get the secrets to spill out. "that sounds like an awful lot of pressure. we'd probably have to do a deep clean, and, for what? like, can the pope even hang?" mamdani, maybe. but the pope? "jack. makes jack a dull boy. we're adding the shining to our watchlist." one that seemed to be never-ending at this point. "i'm fine being dull, if it means you guys can sparkle without fear."

sunshinesfm

alyssa probably should've kept to herself. but she truly was just trying to enjoy her time here at the beach party. not expecting to run into xiomara while she was here. " are they ? i feel like i should probably get over there and try them for myself. i've seemingly done everything but that yet. " she'd say, trying to somewhat make conversation, trying not to make it too awkward. " well, yeah. but we haven't really talked. haven't run into you before now. guess i just wasn't really expecting to. "

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"yeah, i'd do it sooner, rather than later, if i were you. they were starting to get pretty low on supplies. ...but maybe someone will make a run out to get more, i don't know." xio shrugs, running her fingers through her hair one last time before giving up on a mission that seemed pretty futile at this point. "it's a big party, but... it's not that big. makes sense, i think. that we'd eventually cross paths."

totemper

"the times we're living in? you never know." but, yes, perhaps he was taking it a little bit too seriously. he considers with a tilt of his head. "could be classy. you might be onto something."

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"damn. ain't that the truth." xio smirks, finding the seriousness of this conversation around keychains a little silly, but decides to play along, anyway. "i think as long as the bobbles are lightweight, you should be good. if nothing else, it'd probably make a good conversation starter, you know?"

sunshinesfm

𓍼⋆⊹ 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 : @xiocuervos

for: xiomara cuervo.

where: sunset villas beach party.

" anything interesting going on yet ? " alyssa would ask over her shoulder, taking a sip from her lemonade that she had just got back from getting, making her way onto the beach. the blonde didn't even realize who it was that she had been talking to until she turned around. xiomara and alyssa haven't really spoken very much before this moment. the blonde wasn't quite sure if the beach party was the best places to do it in. " oh.. sorry. i - didn't think i'd see you here. "

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xio is busy trying to get a bit of marshmallow out of her hair - a result of a s'more gone haywire, when she realizes she's being spoken to -- and kind of wishes she'd just pretended not to hear, once she sees who the voice belongs to. "...s'mores are good." she offers, politely, but not exactly warmly. "why not? i like a good time just as much as anyone."

“i read, xio — like so much?” yeah, wikipedia, dumbass. he's only feigning confusion, because he doesn't recall the last time his friends saw him holding a book that wasn't to rate the pope on collective attractiveness. “a few months ago i got curious about victorian-era injection kits so i went on wikipedia and it kind of went from there. i don't even remember what it was for." which is half of his problem, not remembering the days or times of anything anymore, but that's a doctor he'll never sees problem. “you know how to make ‘em all fancy and shit? could probably follow a tutorial if not. isn’t there like some sorta' snacklebox too we could do? there's a lady i saw on tiktok who does boxes of candy in her drawer.” it's actually kind of relaxing. nancy seems like a nice lady. “awww - c'mon xio, i can get you into all sorts of trouble if you want. don't want you bein' left out.” bumps their shoulder for extra shit-head measure.

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"damn, okay, my mistake. guess i'm still learning new things about you." xio chuckles, holding up their hands in mock-surrender, even if they're not totally convinced that answer is the full truth. "not really, but how hard could it be? besides- who are we trying to impress? it's just us, right? not like the pope is joining in on our house meeting. what a buzzkill that'd be. "but... yeah. send me those videos, i'll check 'em out." not that she really needed any more excuses to snack, but it sounded like a cute idea, at least. "sorry, bud. one of us has gotta be responsible, and, unfortunately... i think it's me. but you kids have fun."

“they're, like, the size of a grain of rice — and done subcutaneously, so it probably hurts less than a tattoo.” though he doesn't entirely like the idea now that he thinks about it, but in observance of proving a point, that's pushed down in favor of being right. or something. “right, right. that can be arranged i think. might have to go to the store for once but could work.” and no one trusts sage in the grocery store because he gets too distracted. nose scrunches, but he's grinning. “yeah yeah yeah. can you save that one for tmz down the line? when we need some kinda pr or somethin'. unless you plan on doin' some controversial shit?”

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"where the hell did you learn that word?" xio can't decide if they're more confused or impressed, but, either way, it's not something they'd expected to hear coming out of sage's mouth. ...and, maybe, a little concerning. had he already looked into this? "i don't mind making the trip to get some stuff. maybe we can make some charcuterie boards. those are always cute. we'll look like real grownups." surely most of the meeting would end with them all being too distracted with their snacks, to really pay attention, but hopefully there would be at least some productivity. "don't worry. i'm gonna keep it in my pocket until it'd be worth more money. once we really make it big. and, uh... i think i'll keep all the scandals to you guys." even if the idea of getting into something messy did sound pretty tantalizing. but her parents would kill her.

"i think they'd find us eventually," stella shrugged, shielding her eyes with the arm that wasn't linked with her bandmate's. she realized in that moment that she really hadn't seen the rest of them in the last few hours, apart from her texts with sage. but she was sure they were fine! they would have told her! "i think we're all cosmically linked. like sage basically reads my mind at this point. that, and also my location isn't allowed to be off anymore after last summer."

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"oh, probably." it was sweet, though - and she knew she would absolutely do the same, if any of the others went missing. they were family. incomplete, without all of them together. "i might have accidentally given him the idea that we all get chipped, so... if he tries to bring you to the vet, just... be cautious, okay? bring a buddy, just in case."

“but it definitely could be — why are you denying the possibility of it working, even?” feigns dramatics, only if for his own amusement. sage doesn't care much about the audience unless the audience is people he likes, then he ups the ante a bit. “we should have a house meeting soon, maybe,” about what? well, he's not sure, but sage is almost always certain he's part of whatever problems they're having. “aye, aye, i never said all that — ” or did he? he doesn't remember. “i literally told you i'd buy you a drink. not the whole bar, yeah?”

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"i'm not saying it couldn't work, but i don't want to be chipped." honestly, xio's glad sage is the one she'd brought this up to, because if she'd given the idea to her parents, especially back in high school, she'd probably have one in her already. "i'm in as long as there's snacks." or even if there wasn't, but, hey, why pass up the chance to add snacks to the occasion? "after all i've done for you?" she can't even hide the laughter now, having too good of a time to keep up pouting. "wow, sage. harsh. fame has changed you."

totemper

"i'd make something for decoration, maybe," louis says. he likes his keys simple, silent, not unsightly to put in his pockets. "i hate when my keys jangle all over, you know?"

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"hey, it's your keychain, man. i don't think they're gonna spend spies after you, to make sure you're using it a certain way." xio chuckles softly, before thinking it over, trying to come up with another way louis could use the accessory. "...maybe on a belt loop? just make sure it's not too heavy, or your pants might fall down."

sage walks into every room like he's been hired to entertain — it's his bandmates, his best friends that settle that incessant need to be On (for the most part, unless he's trying to make them laugh. doesn't bother with impress anymore, they know he's a loser) and instead focuses on something else. “i — hadn't even considered that an option,” which only makes him grin wider. “anyone ever tell you you're a genius? pencil that in for next house meeting, i'm serious. ” that will definitely be going into the pile if he can remember it in the morning. their arms link and they're off. “top shelf. do you think i'm made of somethin', xio?” his dad won't notice the card bill unless he gets a call from american express. “i don't even know if they'll have somethin' that fancy.”

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"and you're still not, because it isn't one." xio protests, but, with any luck, he'd hopefully forget about it by the time he could actually put it into action. "got it. i'll jot it down immediately." punctuating their lie with a salute, xio drags sage over to the bar, feigning offense at his response. "what, you don't think i'm worth it? you just said i'm a genius. what happened to that? the sage i used to know was much nicer than this current version."

"you can steal me as long as you want!" stella beamed, looking up from the spot in the sand she'd been sitting in for... how long had she been here? who knows, probably wasn't as long as she thought. she pushed herself up, wobbly on the sand but grinning nonetheless, and once she was up she linked her arm with xio, pulling them towards the fire. "consider me your s'mores companion."