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itscambrie-holmes​:

Cam listened to her and just grinned because she was feeling the exact same way “the mountains to make for a lovely backdrop, I have gotten a couple good pics but I definitely need some more” she nodded “I am sure that yours are hot as hell, your followers are gonna eat it up” she said as she was watching her talk she laughed softly shaking her head “Yeah I do not do chlorine, I pay way to much for my hair for that” she shook her head also making a face at the thought “I am sure we will find lots of good things to get into”

          “  ugh  ,  you  just  get  me  !   my  hair’s  too  much  of  an  investment  to  be  getting  it  all  yucked  up  with  pool  chemicals  .  it’s  like  putting  diesel  into  a  lamborghini  .  just  no  .  ”   she  shudders  at  the  thought  .  cel’s  glad  someone  else  understands  and  isn’t  just  telling  her  to  live  a  little  .  she’s  living  .  just  by  her  own  terms  .  and  that  doesn’t  include  getting  her  hair  wet  in  a  communal  pool  .   “  have  you  tried  anything  from  the  bar  yet  ?   i’m  kind  of  hoping  they  could  pull  off  a  good  espresso  martini  ,  but  i’m  too  scared  to  order  one  and  have  it  be  bad  .  ”

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cartercapaldi​:

Carter looked over at his sister, shaking his head slightly. “You? Really? Normally you bring your entire wardrobe on a trip.” He teased, giving his sister a little nudge. “Well I guess we’ll have to get you out of San Diego a bit more, remind you what winter feels like.” The male had moved much more recently than his sister so he remembered to bring his warmer things this trip. “Excuse me, the tank tops are not ugly, and yes, I brought actual shirts and sweaters with me.” He said, rolling his eyes before giving her a pointed look when she threatened to put one of her sweaters on him. “You wouldn’t dare.”

          cel  rolls  her  eyes  fondly  .  it’s  true  ,  she  can’t  even  argue  .   “  there  wasn’t  enough  room  on  the  bus  for  everything  i  needed  to  bring  .  ”  she  states  matter - of - factly  .  she’d  gotten  specific  instructions  not  to  pack  more  than  two  suitcases  .  and  she’d  succeeded  ...  after  convincing  vedette  to  let  her  shove  some  of  her  own  stuff  into  her  suitcase  .  that  was  beside  the  point  .   “  london’s  so  drab  this  time  of  year  though  .  ”   her  nose  wrinkles  up  ,   “  you’re  right  .  they’re  not  ugly  ,  they’re  wretched  .  ”   her  eyebrow  quirks  .  even  if  she  has  to  look  up  at  him  ,  she’s  still  the  big  sister  .   “  do  you  really  want  to  test  me  ?  ”

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sophielim​:

𝐖𝐇𝐎: Sophie Lim & @celinecapaldi​​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: January 30th.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: Hot tub vibes!

Sophie didn’t hate Celine Capaldi by any means. Did she stay by her best friend when Celine and Maisy broke up? Of course, but that’s what best friends did. It would be wrong to not be on her side, but Sophie was also empathetic to Celine. So, they’d never braid each others hair and talk about their top songs on their Spotify wrapped, but an olive branch could surely be extended. Besides, Sophie didn’t have many options as she sauntered to the hot tub only to find Celine in it. She could have turned away, and maybe she should have, but there had to be enough room for them both. After a day on the slopes, all Sophie wanted was to relax her muscles. She had even changed into a bathing suit and everything! It was too late to turn back now, even when she saw the back of Celine’s head. “Hey, care if I join?” She asked, not waiting for a response since she knew it would probably be no. Almost stumbling inside, Sophie sat on one of the seats. “It’s pretty… hot.”

          cel  was  happy  to  be  relaxing  in  the  jacuzzi  by  herself  ...  after  a  long  day  of  posing  for  the  perfect  instagram  picture  ,  she  was  beat  !   looking  pretty  in  front  of  a  camera  was  no  easy  feat  .  the  sound  of  a  voice  behind  her  makes  her  grimace  with  annoyance  ,  and  once  she  puts  a  face  to  it  ,  she’s  even  more  irritated  .  sophie  didn’t  mean  any  harm   (  quite  the  opposite  ,  in  fact  )  ,  but  that  didn’t  mean  céline  liked  her  any  more  .  she  lets  out  a  huff  .   “  it’s  called  a  hot  tub  ,  not  a  lukewarm  tub  .  what  were  you  expecting  ?  ”

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*   starter  for   @noelmatthews​   :

         after  pummeling  nicholas  blair   (  with  her  words  )   ...  (  and  maybe  a  slap  )  ,  the  only  thing  céline  could  think  about  was  noel  .  she  already  knows  she’s  going  to  go  after  the  brunette  bumbling  and  crying  ,  which  is  totally  embarrassing  ,   but  she  honestly  couldn’t  care  less  at  this  point  .  she  looks  equal  parts  sad  and  full  of  absolute  fucking  rage  ,  which  sounds  just  about  right  .  throw  in  a  tinge  of  guilt  ,  and  you’ve  got  it  !   her  heels  clunk  against  the  ground  obnoxiously  as  she  speeds  down  the  hall  .  she  doesn’t  expect  noel  to  have  gotten  very  far  ,  and  she’s  right  .   there  she  is  ,  crumbled  up  in  the  corner  ,  and  cel  is  rushing  over  to  crouch  down  ,  moving  to  push  noel’s  hair  out  of  her  face  and  unstick  the  strands  from  the  tears  that’d  rolled  down  her  cheeks  .   “  noel  ,  i  know  i’m  probably  the  last  person  you  want  to  see  right  now  ,  but  i  ...  i’m  sorry  .  i  didn’t  know  !   he’s  an  asshole  .  ” 

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maisyrose​:

maisy looked at céline as the other kept ripping at her, rolling her eyes at almost every word she said. “an old navy advertisment? seriously?” she asked, shaking her head at the other. “i could say the same thing about you, i really could. there’s nothing i would love more than to tell you all of the things about you that make me want to rip my hair out, but we don’t have enough time for all of that.” she said, rolling her eyes as she fell back on her bed and decided to look away from the other for a couple moments as her eyes fell on her book that was on the top of her bed. for the first time, even if it was for a couple of moments, but those were rare between them. maisy didn’t even say anything and that’s when the lights went out. not knowing what had happened, maisy looked around for a few moments and then she heard céline talking and felt her pillow hitting her head. “what the actual fuck is wrong with you, céline? do you think i did this?” she asked, now standing up from the bed, annoyed at the other’s attitude. without thinking, she grabbed the pillow that the other had thrown at him and tossed right back at her. “you do that again and i swear to god i’ll drag you by your ponytail up the hill and throw you off.” she said, pointing her finger at the other.

          “  i’d  like  to  see  you  fucking  try  .  ”   cel  challenges  ,  eyes  squinting  a  bit  as  she  got  used  to  the  dim  lighting  in  the  room  .  she  reaches  out  to  grab  a  hold  of  the  pillow  once  again  before  pushing  herself  up  to  a  standing  position  .  “  you  ...  ”   she  begins  ,  hitting  maisy  with  the  pillow  .   “  are  so  insufferable  every  goddamn  time  i  see  you  !  ”   she’s  fully  letting  her  frustration  out  now  ,  knowing  the  pillow  doesn’t  really  hurt  .  but  god  ,  it  feels  good  to  be  smacking  maisy  around  with  it  right  now  .   “  what  is  your  problem  ?!  ”   cel  delivers  one  final  thwack  to  the  head  .

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eloisefrazier​:

“Seriously. All three of us need to get together more,” Eloise stated, referencing Vedette. “After all, I think we have a wedding to plan?” She let out a light chuckle at her own confused statement. V had asked Eloise to be a bridesmaid when she told her the news and Eloise had only assumed the same for Celine. Even if Vedette’s choice in groom wasn’t one Eloise particularly liked or expected, she was accepting it nonetheless. “Yeah, it was just,” my parents hated him. “We weren’t really compatible, you know?” She lied straight through her teeth. It was embarrassing to admit the real reason why she broke up with Alex and while she wouldn’t have cared to tell Celine, she just didn’t need the real reason getting back to her ex. 

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, as if she were the one who paired Maisy and Celine in a room together. “She’s giving you a hard time, isn’t she?” Eloise knew the situation between her friend and cousin and she had done her best to keep opinions to herself and keep herself as a neutral party. Although she knew if it ever came down to it, she’d have to choose Maisy over the girl in front of her and she didn’t want it to ever come to that. “I don’t know who put these rooms together but I feel like I need to have a fucking talk with them. Alex and I are sharing a room too. It just feels like some joke.”

          “  i’m  glad  we  have  time  to  plan  this  one  .  when  she  texted  me  that  she  was  getting  married  tomorrow  ,  i  just  about  had  a  heart  attack  .  didn’t  expect  him  to  grow  the  balls  to  tell  her  he  loved  her  ,  let  alone  marry  her  .  ”   cel  isn’t  the  biggest  fan  of  dalton  herself  ,  but  she  supposes  she  can  let  that  slide  ,  if  not  for  the  fact  that  vedette’s  eyes  literally  lit  up  every  time  she  spoke  about  him  .  it  must  be  crazy  to  be  in  that  sort  of  love  .  one  corner  of  her  lips  pulls  into  a  sympathetic  ,  half  smile  .   “  sometimes  things  are  good  in  the  moment  ,  but  not  meant  to  last  forever  .  ”   cel  offers  in  an  attempt  at  solace  .  she  doesn’t  remember  eloise  ever  complaining  about  something  like  that  in  regard  to  alex  though  .  interesting  .

céline  can’t  help  but  roll  her  eyes  at  the  other’s  question  .  the  last  thing  she  wants  to  do  is  put  el  in  an  uncomfortable  position   ---   she  tries  to  keep  her  complaints  about  maisy  to  a  minimum  ,  but  jesus  christ  !   what  did  she  do  to  deserve  having  to  sleep  in  a  bed  beside  hers  every  goddamn  night  of  this  trip  ?  her  eyes  flit  down  to  her  hands  ,  where’s  she’s  begun  to  pick  at  her  nails  .   “  yea  ,  but  ...  i’m  giving  her  a  hard  time  too  ,  so  .  ”   maybe  she  deserves  it  .  her  lips  press  into  a  thin  line  .   “  it’s  like  they  tried  to  squeeze  as  much  drama  out  of  this  trip  as  they  possibly  could  .  i  would’ve  just  got  my  own  hotel  room  and  coincidentally  went  on  a  vacation  here  if  i  would’ve  known  .  ”

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nicoblair​:

Even though she might not have, Nico knew that Céline would cave. She might not have wanted to, or planned to at the least, but he knew — he knew the right words to say, how to lure her with actions, with looks. It was a talent, possibly his only notable one but a talent all the same. “So you tell me,” He quipped. With a glint in his eyes, he allowed himself to lean closer to her. That small smile didn’t slip passed his attention. He might have made one last remark, tease her for being so quick to give into him, but his ears caught the sound of footsteps drawing closer. 

There she was. The source of all this boiling frustrations and bubbling anger; the instigator of each new problem he seemed to have; and the reason for his desperations.

“You talk too fucking much, you know that?” Nico sighed out. There wasn’t a moment to breathe before he was crashing his lips against Céline‘s. Hands took their place on whatever part of her body he could grab first — her cheek, the crook of her neck. Kissing Cel didn’t keep his attention. His lips stayed on hers, moving just as hers did, but his half-lidded eyes honed in on where Noel stood. 

          céline  is  too  caught  up  in  the  kiss  to  hear  the  footsteps  approaching   ;   she  doesn’t  see  her  friend   ----   her  eyes  are  closed  ‘cause  she’s  not  a  fucking  weirdo  .  she  only  notices  the  other’s  presence  in  the  room  once  a  notebook  is  falling  from  her  hands  and  slamming  loudly  against  the  ground  .  it’s  enough  to  make  her  jump  and  pull  away  ,  hand  reaching  out  to  grip  onto  the  fabric  of  nico’s  shirt  . as  cel  watches  the  figure  run  off  in  tears  ,  her  eyes  turn  downwards  to  the  notebook  laying  open  ,  face  down  on  the  floor  .  three  things  become  clear  to  céline  in  that  moment  of  recognition   :                               one  ,  that’s  noel’s  notebook  .                      two  ,  oh  shit  ,  noel  has  feelings  for  him  .                   and  three  ,  nicholas  blair  was  a  dead  man  . what  did  he  expect  would  happen  ?   noel  was  basically  cel’s  little  sister  .  they  grew  up  together   ;   cel  knew  her  like  the  back  of  her  hand  .  it  all  pieced  together  so  quickly   ...   she  couldn’t  believe  she  hadn’t  picked  up  on  it  before  . the  look  on  her  face  makes  it  obvious  that  she’s  upset   ----   enraged  is  probably  a  better  word  ,  actually  .  if  this  was  a  cartoon  ,  she’d  have  smoke  blowing  out  of  her  ears  right  now  .  with  her  fist  still  full  of  his  shirt  ,  cel  drags  him  down  to  her  height  ,  letting  go  only  to  wind  up  .  her  hand  flies  towards  him  with  so  much  force  that  she’s  stumbling  forwards  ,  palm  meeting  his  cheek  with  such  a  loud  smack  that  noel  can  probably  hear  it  down  the  hall  . “   ---   you’re  an  asshole  !  ”    she  spits  out  .  her  hand  stings  ,  but  she  can’t  be  bothered  to  gripe  about  it  right  now  .  cel  hopes  his  stupid  face  hurts  ten  times  more   ---   she  hopes  she’s  popped  a  blood  vessel  ,  or  at  least  left  a  hand  print  that  he’d  have  to  look  at  for  a  couple  of  hours  afterwards  .  how  fucking  dare  he   ---  make  noel  cry  and  use  her  to  do  it  .  she  feels  sick  . céline  is  on  her  second  wind  now  ,  fueled  on  frustration  and  residual  guilt  ,  stepping  forwards  to  shove  at  his  chest  .   “  you  don’t  get  to  use  people  as  pawns  because  your  own  life  is  so  fucking  miserable  .  ”   she  seethes  .  sure  ,  cel  isn’t  the  nicest  person  all  the  time  ,  but  even  she  doesn’t  play  like  that  .   “  there  is  something  fundamentally  fucked  up  about  you  to  make  you  think  that  was  okay  .  ”   she  takes  a  step  back  from  him  ,  disgusted  .  brown  eyes  have  gone  glossy  ,  the  sudden  onset  of  tears  making  her  face  hot  .  she  can’t  believe  she’s  gone  and  been  a  part  in  hurting  noel  like  this   ---   she  can’t  believe  he  used  her  for  his  plan  and  she  fell  for  it  .  she’s  embarrassed  and  upset  and  fucking  furious  .  cel  jabs  a  finger  towards  him  ,   “  ---  don’t  EVER  talk  to  me  or  noel  again  or  i’ll  fucking  kill  you  ,  nicholas  ,  and  i’ll  make  sure  ollie’s  in  on  it  too  ,  you  worthless  piece  of  shit  .  ”

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httpalx​:

alex takes a moment to really go through his memories of celine in his head as they made their way down to her room, “come to think of it… i don’t think i’ve ever seen you in the same outfit before – you know, i’ll give you that. that’s a damn skill.” one that alex could probably never have the patience to do – nor the money for it. he considers it a splurge if he shops anywhere other than the thrift stores. “first of all, i have no sense of style, that’s why i make up for it in other ways –” he gestures to his eyes as he speaks, referring to the makeup he applies on himself whenever there’s a party or event he was showing up to. “and second of all, call me handsome again, pretty please?” he teases with a small grin, looking down at her. 

           “   i  know  it  is  .  thank  you  .  ”   céline  wasn’t  exactly  humble  ,  was  she  ?   but  she  never  claimed  to  be  anyways  .  always  unapologetically  herself  ,  and  never  letting  her  talents  be  shortsighted  ...  that  was  cel  for  you  .    “  i  still  don’t  understand  why  you  don’t  let  me  style  you  .  ”   if  she  had  it  her  way  ,  everyone  would  be  her  personal  barbie  doll  .  she  tosses  him  a  look  ,   “  i  need  you  in  a  pewter  green  .  just  trust  me  .  it’ll  make  those  baby  blues  pop  .  ”   she  rolls  her  own  eyes  when  he  continues  ,  reaching  out  to  swat  at  his  arm  .   “  once  was  enough  .  there’s  only  room  for  one  giant  ego  here  ,  and  it’s  mine  .  ”

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alfredwaynemu​:

this had to be a joke. one minute alfie was in a world of his own, his nose stuck in a book of poetry that had caught his eye after he found it sitting in a stack of books on the table in the lobby and the next he was greeted with nothing but darkness and the sound of strong winds blowing against the side of the building. just when he thinks things are at their worst, the sound of his name being called out by an all too familiar voice makes his heart sink. “um—I’m not sure, I haven’t tried it yet , you’re welcome to give it a go though” he sighs, sliding his phone to the other side of the table for celine to try and make use of just when a text from esme appears on his screen. “talk about timing , es” he mutters under his breath, feeling his face grow hot as he lifts his eyes to look at celine and then back on the notification that they can now both see on his screen. “what are you doing up here anyways? i thought you’d be tucked away in the spa with cucumbers on your eyelids by now” his head shaking as he quickly tries to shift the topic of conversation , picking his phone up and quickly responding to Esme’s worry filled text before he sets it back on the table, face down . 

        her  hand  is  reaching  out  to  grab  his  phone  when  it  buzzes  and  the  notif  pops  up  .  i’m  not  going  to  kiss  you  for  a  week  .  céline  isn’t  trying  to  be  nosy   (  that’s  a  lie  )  ,   but  he  just  makes  it  too  easy  .  she  shoots  a  knowing  look  his  way  before  pushing  the  device  back  towards  him  .   “  you’d  better  answer  the  missus  .  something  tells  me  she’s  not  joking  .  ”   it’s  a  bit  funny  ,  she  thinks  ,  how  a  soft  pink  flush  has  spread  across  his  nose  and  spilled  over  onto  his  cheeks  .  it’s  not  something  to  be  embarrassed  about  .  cel’s  happy  for  him  ,  truthfully  ,  and  esme  too   ----   they  both  deserved  good  people  ,  and  they  both  were  good  people  .  honestly  ,  it  was  a  match  made  in  heaven  .   she  points  to  the  phone  ,  then  back  to  him  .   “  have  you  two  gone  and  made  things  official  yet  ?   because  if  you  haven’t  ,  this  is  me  telling  you  to  get  a  move  on  .  ”   does  she  have  any  right  to  go  and  tell  him  what  to  do  ?   no  .  but  that’s  never  stopped  her  before  .  cel  doesn’t  wait  for  an  invitation  before  she’s  pulling  the  chair  across  from  him  out  and  perching  herself  down  delicately  .   “  why  is  the  power  out  ?  ”

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*  starter  for  @chanelgraymu​  :

          “  ugh  ,  i  wish  i  was  rooming  with  you  .  ”   céline  sighs  out  ,  flopping  onto  chanel’s  bed  .  she’d  invited  herself  over   ---   not  like  she  had  anything  better  to  do  now  that  the  power  was  out  ...  besides  ,  she  missed  having  her  by  her  side  .   “  please  tell  me  you  got  a  better  roommate  than  i  did  .  i’m  stuck  with  my  ex  girlfriend  and  it’s  been  a  fucking  disaster  so  far  .  ”

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nicoblair·:

He didn’t answer, only raised an eyebrow at cel which said more than enough already. “You’re so dramatic, you know that?” Still, Nico took listened to her words. With a sigh, a dramatic one, he leaned down partly and pushed the burning end of his joint into his well-used ashtray. It was nearly finished anyways but it pained him all the same to waste. “If you’re not here to fuck me,” He took one step towards her as he mocked, “Then why are you here then. Is this you telling me you missed my company?” Another step, and another, was taken towards her, until they were less than a mere foot apart. Only a few inches of air stood between them now. “Care to tell me how you think this is going to work then? I’m Curious.”

         “  that’s  rich  coming  from  you  .  ”   she  lilts  .  if  you  asked  céline  ,  she’d  say  nico  was  one  of  the  most  dramatic  men  she’d  ever  met  .  he  always  found  a  way  to  cop  an  attitude  about  anything  .  it’s  a  real  talent   (  and  really  annoying  too  )  .  her  eyes  stay  fixated  on  his  face  as  he  steps  forward  .  how  is  it  possible  that  he  becomes  more  infuriating  the  closer  he  gets  ?   a  resigned  sigh  slips  past  her  lips  ,  the  faintest  hint  of  a  smile  ghosting  her  features  .   “  you’re  an  ass  .  just  kiss  me  already  .  ”

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maisyrose·:

maisy should have known that céline would say something back to her - after all, the two had dated and she knew her. but it didn’t stop her from rolling her eyes at the sound of her voice, as she turned to look at her. “very original, cel. where did you take that from? a hundred and one ways to insult someone?” she asked, shaking her head slowly, before the other commented on her outfit and right then she couldn’t help but to chuckle as she looked at céline’s outfit. “you have got to be kidding me right now. have you seen your outfit? you look like the stay-puft marshmallow man and the michelin doll had a baby… not to mention that you smell like the inside of what i can only assume is pillsbury doughboy’s asshole.” she said, shaking her head as she closed her book and stood up from the book and looked over at céline. “so don’t come for my outfit when you look like… that.” she said, motioning towards the other as she moved to the other side of her bed and threw the book onto the bed.

         “  it’s  couture  ,  and  i  wouldn’t  expect  you  to  be  able  to  wrap  your  head  around  it  since  you  look  like  you  walked  directly  out  of  an  old  navy  advertisement  .  ”   she  scoffs  with  a  roll  of  her  eyes  .   “  i  know  a  lot  of  people  ,  maisy  ,  but  you’re  by  far  the  most  insufferable   ---   i  know  you’re  proud  of  that  ,  and  honestly  ,  i  hope  you  keep  it  up  so  all  of  your  friends  dump  you  and  your  shit  attitude  .  ”   her  eyes  aren’t�� on  maisy  at  all   ---   céline’s  decided  she  doesn’t  even  want  to  look  at  the  other  .  instead  ,  her  focus  is  on  her  reflection  in  the  small  pocket  mirror  she’s  retrieved  from  her  bag  ,  manicured  finger  lifting  to  swipe  the  edge  of  her  lipgloss  to  make  sure  it’s  nice  and  neat  .  the  lights  suddenly  cut  out  ,  and  of  course  ,  she  just  assumes  maisy’s  at  fault  ,  even  though  she  hasn’t  moved  from  the  bed  .   “  are  you  fucking  kidding  me  ?!  ”   she  lets  out  an  exasperated  sigh  ,  dropping  her  compact  onto  her  own  bed  so  she  can  grab  one  of  her  pillows  and  launch  it  at  maisy’s  head  .  “  can  you  stop  being  so  annoying  for  two  goddamn  seconds  ?  ”

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itscambrie-holmes·:

Cambrie grinned feeling like the girl really understood her and laughed softly “man wouldn’t that be a much sexier vacay, everyone half naked and drunk” She nodded thinking about it. She had always avoided the cold because it was harder to be fashionable and she just did not like boots. “Well at least when we are in the spa we can close our eyes and pretend hey?” she smiled as she was walking.

         “  i  will  admit  that  it’s  given  me  the  opportunity  to  take  good  ,  unique  pics  for  my  instagram  .  i  can  wear  my  slutty  lil’  outfits  anytime  in  san  diego  cause  it’s  freaking  hot  all  the  time  .  ”   she  says  with  a  nod  of  her  head  .  cel  had  committed  to  full  on  photoshoots  for  this  trip  so  she’d  have  lots  of  content  for  her  feed  even  after  she’d  got  back  to  campus  .   “  you’re  so  right  .  i’m  pretty  sure  they’ve  got  an  indoor  pool  too  ,  but  ...  ”   she  pulls  a  face  ,   “  indoor  pools  always  smell  too  much  like  chlorine  to  be  enjoyable  .  ”

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        cel  was  not  dressed  for  this  weather   ;   yes  ,  she  had  come  up  the  mountain  like  this  ,  but  it  was  purely  for  pictures  .  she  figured  she’d  be  inside  with  the  heating  on  .  she  didn’t  exactly  anticipate  the  power  shutting  off  completely  ,  leaving  her  cold  and  angry  .  she’d  tried  using  her  phone  ,  but  it  never  let  her  call  go  through  .  something  must  be  wrong  with  the  cell  towers  .  god  ,  she  hated  this  .  her  eyes  zero  in  on  the  only  other  person  stuck  in  here  with  her   ---   everyone  else  must’ve  seen  the  news  that  a  storm  was  headed  this  way  .    “  ---  alfred  !   is  your  phone  working  ?  i  can’t  get  a  hold  of  anyone  !  ”

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@httpalx​

there seemed to be no middle ground about how alex felt about celine – sometimes, her being snappy made alex snappy with his annoyance at her, but then there’s other times where her chewing him out made alex even more attracted to her than ever. it was a confusing time, being around celine. right now, he was teetering on the annoyance side. he rolls his eyes, but helps her, anyways. “what the fuck do you need this much shit for on a trip as short as this one?” he questions, feeling the weight of the bags as he carried them. all he had on his back was a large backpack, so he played donkey to help someone as tiny as celine was. 

          “  outfit  changes  ,  duh  .  what  if  i  change  my  mind  ?   and  what  if  pink  isn’t  my  color  one  day  ?   i’d  just  be  devastated  .  ”   clearly  ,  cel  has  a  hard  time  living  without  her  absolutely  massive  closet  .  she’s  pleased  alex  has  obliged  to  her  request   ---  demand  ,  really  ---  smiling  up  at  him  as  she  strode  beside  him  with  just  her  purse  in  tow  .   “  honestly  ,  i  don’t  know  how  you  packed  so  little  .  are  you  just  gonna  wear  the  same  jacket  every  day  ?   you’re  so  handsome  ,  alexander  ,  i  wish  you’d  switch  it  up  sometimes  .  ”

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itscambrie-holmes​:

Cam was zoning out as she was looking at some videos of dance technique and then looked over and saw Celine standing and she raised her brow “wait did you say spa and champagne?” she smiled softly also standing with the girl, she had needed to relax and not feel cold for once on this trip since she had called off skiing for now “I am definitely coming, being pampered and having a drink are my two favorite things” she laughed softly smiling at the girl. “have you been having fun so far on this.. i guess vacation? Though my idea of a trip is somewhere warm and sunny”

          “  i  feel  you  ,  girl  .  ”   in  fact  ,  cel  couldn’t  possibly  agree  more  .  whenever  she  thought  of  jetting  off  somewhere  for  vacation  ,  it  was  always  somewhere  with  a  beach  .  cel  moved  to  san  diego  from  london  to  get  away  from  the  cold  .   “  i’m  going  to  find  a  way  to  petition  or  something  so  we  get  to  take  a  trip  somewhere  nice  over  the  summer  .  like  ...  san  diego  has  its  beaches  ,  yea  ,  but  imagine  going  to  the  hamptons  .  ugh  ,  a  dream  !  ”