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eulucky​.

          ❝   what  does  it  look  like ?   ❞   better  ask  jeeves,   'cause  lucky  couldn’t  tell  you.   all  he  knows  is  when  a  pop - up  for  that  creepy - ass  doll  appeared  on  an  admittedly  sus  website,   he  took  the  ad  as  gospel.   ❝   valentine’s  gift.   to  red,   from  luck.   go  on,   take  it.   postage  was,   like,   eighty  euros.   you’d  think  there’d  be  a  discount  for,   i  dunno,   the  god  of  mailmen,   but  those  etsy  freaks  are  ruthless.   ❞    as  if  trying  to  help  her  out,   he  holds  the  toy  by  its  plush  fins  and  makes  it  do  a  little  dance.   but  then  the  accusations  start  flying.   the  jig  stops.   the  grin  slips  from  his  face,   only  to  reappear  moments  later.   ❝   ah,   so  you’ve  heard.   it’s  true,   i’m  off  the  market.   but  don’t  stress   —   all  is  not  as  it  seems.   ❞

                    “oh, sweet christ.” her eyes fall shut, fingers coming up to rub at her temples for just a moment of respite from looking at lucky’s stupid face. for someone who works in the business of taking, he sure is working hard to give her the headache of a lifetime. “if you’re off the market are you haggling with etsy freaks and spending other people’s hard earned euros on a valentines gift for me?” there’s a part of her that’s touched. it’s just buried beneath a few layers of rage and well practiced apathy. he does not get to peel a single one of them back with a fuckin’ fish. she won’t allow it. “because it seems like you’re being a dick. feel free to try and explain how i’m wrong.”

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                    “hey! happy valentine’s day!” she’s fallen into step with them, uninvited, but she doesn’t think she’s been a complete monster in their never-ending pursuit to figure out the set for their show, so that means they’re... basically friends, doesn’t it? the way all theater people are friends, until the run is over. family-adjacent, even. “do you have a show, tonight? because the heartbreak edition really spoke to me, last time i tuned in. i could use some more of that energy.” // @isaaceu​ 

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                    “do you think that this is what everybody on tiktok means when they say they’re doing hot girl shit?” it doesn’t feel like hot girl shit, sorting through paint chips and trying to re-conceptualize the color scheme of hamlet. every pink and red only serves to sour her already kind of sour move. “we’re hot girls,” aisling proclaims. “and it’s valentine’s day. why are we not doing actual hot girl shit? we should be getting showered in candy and flowers.” // @scarlettseu​

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                    “what the fuck is this?” she asks, staring not at the man darkening her doorstep but the plush toy he’s brandishing before her. it’s cute, she’ll give him that. not cute enough to make her crack a smile, or anything, but. cute. maybe a little sentimental--- a power he should not have, given the nature of their relationship. and the nature of the other relationships lucky is currently embroiled in. “isn’t it a little early to start two-timing?” this question is also directed to the plush, before she turns her gaze on him. “or is your turnaround time just that fast” // @eulucky​

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eulevis​.

OPEN STARTER / FIRESIDE RECORDS

THE SIGNATURE YELLOW SWEATER IS a dead giveaway to levi’s presence. perched behind the front counter on a stool, he’s sifting through various albums that managed to make it’s way up to him. the who plays on through the speakers placed strategically throughout the store, and it’s clear that he’s the one who picked the current album. he’s reading the back of some george michael album ( not necessarily his thing, but it sure as hell beats doing his actual job of reorganizing the 80′s synth section ), when the door bell chimes out. “ heya, welcome to fireside records, need help finding anything ?? ” levi is quick to give his usual spiel before even looking at the potential customer. he’s in too deep reading the ‘special thanks’ section of the album. 

💤

“you could help me find my will to perform customer service with a smile?” aisling suggests, once levi turns to look in her direction. she’d worked the closing shift the night before and, as the schedule dictated, she was back for another round. it probably would’ve been smart for her to sneak in a few more hours of sleep than she had, but overdue essays and youtube rabbit holes had gotten the better of her. “maybe i dropped it on my way out, last night,” she adds, making a show of craning her neck and spinning around in search of it. “shit. no, i don’t see it.” a sigh is heaved from her chest, but she shrugs it off and makes her way to hang up her coat. “ah well. worth a shot. how’s it been, today? anything exciting happen?”

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so wrong worstie

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lucky or lola?

                    “there are actually more similarities between the two than i care to think about. i don’t see either panning out in my favor, but at least lucky and i don’t have the hurdle of a size difference to overcome. lack of scales is also another point in his favor.”

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anyone ever tell u u kinda look like hot fish from shark tale

                    “the last person who did got kicked out of my bed, for the night. but, thank you. i can recognize high praise, when i get it.”

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rank your siblings

               “oh nooo,” she deadpans. “i love them all equally. there’s no way i could possibly---” false. she can and she will. “kaia takes the top spot, nick takes the next, shiloh and axel can share the bottom rung.”

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when will you become a good RA?

                    “is your toilet working? are the heat and air conditioning not functioning? did you die?” she pauses, brows lifted expectantly. “you’re safe. you’re comfortable. your toilet is not spewing shit. you can thank me with an edible arrangement.” 

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@euskye​

               “you’re doing an amazing job,” aisling says, carefully kind to avoid feeling like she’s kicking a puppy. they’re working on the band’s latest cover and skye is doing an amazing job--- looking adorable, too! with her cute guitar and her goofy grin. she’s, as always, a wee ray of sunshine. there’s really only one fair note for her to make. “but, you know this is a sad song, right?” 

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text || open

alphie: what do you think about a soft pink wall in my room? the one my bed goes against, you know?

alphie: i've never been a pink kind of girl, more gold, blue or red, but i've been kinda feeling soft pink.

aisling: like an accent wall?

aisling: what color are the other walls?

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Abigail Cowen- Fate: the Winx saga

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𝐒𝐌𝐒 -> aisling hot

lucky: ??????

lucky:

lucky:

[ five minutes later ]

lucky: are u still coming over

aisling is typing...

aisling is typing...

aisling is typing...

aisling: make sure the lights are off so i don't have to look at the futon

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𝐒𝐌𝐒 -> aisling hot

lucky: having connects isn't sus it's business

lucky: do i start leaving my window unlocked for u ? i'm on the 2nd story but ik ur good at climbing ;)

lucky: nice. i'll brace for ur arrival

lucky: . . . what r ur thoughts on futons ?

aisling is typing...

aisling is typing...

aisling is typing...

aisling: read