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astralma:

     “even after a WHOLE YEAR, starby’s still knows my usual, i feel so blessed.”

        “please, for the love of all that is HOLY, tell me you didn’t just abbreviate starbucks to... starby’s.”

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stfuchloez:

Chloe knew she looked different, then again even when she grew up here she was far from popular. Most people never knew who she was, she didn’t blame them though there was nothing important about her that would make anyone remember her. She had hoped o one did actually. “Oh yeah I grew up here.” she admitted. 

There was a moment where she thought she knew her, her memory being flawless, but she shook her head, looking back up. “I kind of did, too. I left when I was ten to live in Vegas. And now I’m back where I started.” Poppy frowned softly, obviously not wanting to be back. “So, you’ve never left... or?”

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stfuchloez:

“I can see that now.” She laughed softly. “Hum-” she tapped her finger to her chin before taking another bit of her cereal. “trust me my surroundings are taken in. Sadly I know this place better than I would like to admit.”

Poppy looked down into her cup, looking at the whipped cream that was melting into nothing before her eyes. “What do you mean?” She asked, looking around, taking her own advice, “Have you lived her for a long time?”

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stfuchloez:

  Two years , it had been two years since Chloe had been home. She had looked much different now, more- herself. Nevertheless she looked up from her place at the cafe and smiled. “and here I thought I was alone.” she went on.  “do you care to take a seat?” she asked.

“You’d thought wrong,” Poppy teased as she took her seat, her chin resting on the apple of her palm. The woman opposite seemed to be a stranger, thank God, she could do without meeting more people from her childhood for a good while. “You should really take in your surroundings.”

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ilylucille:

“i really like it. i think it suits you. it’s a really cool green, too. most people opt for neons and pastels, so it’s sorta refreshing to see someone like you changing it up. did you get it done professionally?”

“aw, well thank you, sugar! and no, i did it myself. i don’t really like paying for something i could just do myself. it dumb and advice my dad gave me when i was younger. but i wanted to go with a dark green so it’s not something people notice so instantly, but they get to look at me before noticing.”

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ofdancer:

“ i mean, i’m not going to lie and say new york is amazing, but it’s better than here. ”

“’nd vegas is better than here and new york.”

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dang--daniel:

“I think it looks awesome. You’re so brave to dye your hair like that. The only color I’ve been able to do is blonde. Boring, right?”

“No, no! I think blonde is a huge change, like, I don’t think i could ever go blonde if that gives you some insight. I dunno, I like crazy colors more than natural colors. Before this I was a mix of pink and red.”

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ofdancer:

“ what’s so wrong with new york? ”

“yikes, hard to pick just one thing.”

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finnnnpng: 

∗.°:●✧｡*♦️ FINN had no idea why SHE would want to visit him. as far as HE was concerned, he’d already s a i d his part and was done with her. he’d FIGHT FOR THAT TO BECOME TRUE for as long as it took, because he wasn’t about to fall for the same façade again. he had other things to worry about and FRANKLY, finn didn’t want yet another problem on his plate. she had already cause him too much torment in the SHORT TIME that they had known each other, and he didn’t want to continue with that. STILL, he tipped his head to one side in a M O C K I N G way, his hand moving up to her chin so he could bring her face { C L O S E R } to his. ❝ what wrong, sweetheart, all your boy-toys have ran off ? ❞ he rolled his eyes and laughed, pushing her face away from him as he S T A L K E D past her. ❝ the thing about CHARLES is that he’s a SUCKER FOR A PRETTY FACE, ❞ finn said as he pulled his contact book off the shelf, flicking through it as he ADDRESSED poppy again. ❝ ridiculous, don’t you think ? ❞ oceanic gaze drifting back to the girl, it moved over her gently as he took in what she was wearing. a sweet little dress that was the EPITOME OF INNOCENCE. shaking his head, he LOOKED AWAY. finn wasn’t about to fall for that act AGAIN. besides, he was supposed to be done with her.

◖｡ ◕ ✿ ° ○◗ ━ POPPY nearly felt her heart DROP to her feet; his fingers on her skin felt WARM for some reason. they were meant to feel cold, rough, it was supposed to make her skin crawl. something she was supposed to hide behind her eyes and push through but the fact that HE made HER feel dirty was unnatural. and it was a complete flip of the roles, but god did she feel like ever germ on her body was going to make this boy sick. SHE WAS GOING TO MAKE FINN COOPER SICK. and that made her feel h o r r i b l e. now, instead of hiding the fact that he was supposed to make her skin crawl, she was hiding the G U I L T of the grime and dirt transferring onto his skin. the comment she’d made about BEING NOTHING was becoming more and more BELIEVABLE by the second. ❝ funny, ❞ poppy grinned softly, ❝ but, i’m trying to be CIVIL AND SERIOUS, finn. ❞ there was a comment behind her tongue, dying to say that he and charles had that in common, but she kept it from slipping through her lips. her stuck her INDEX FINGER in her mouth, letting it d r a g her bottom lip for a quick second. ❝ something, i don’t know what, happened to my mother and i really need your HELP, right now. please. ❞ she lied, one of her many talents being put to the TEST. her eyes became GLOSSY, evident of the fake and staged tears, she’d pull out for special occasions. 

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∗.°:●✧｡*♦️ PHONE pressed to his ear, finn was stood PACING on his balcony. there was a breakthrough in the case he was building on his FATHER, and it was about time. ❝ we got in touch with some old relatives. it seems your father also had a violent past. ❞ finn ran a hand through his g o l d e n locks. sure, this information COULD be useful, but knowing his father, he’d probably pull out some ‘THE PAST IS IN THE PAST’. of course, finn was just being skeptical. he’d spent long enough PREPARING for this it didn’t seem real. ❝ what do i do now ? ❞ he asked his p.i., leaning on the railing. ❝ i suggest you get a good lawyer, mister cooper. with how this is going to work out, you’ll need someone experienced out there with you. ❞ and without a goodbye, he hung up. biting his lip, finn SCROLLED DOWN HIS CONTACT LIST in search of the lawyer he met in l.a., but only got to KITCHEN before he was stopped. looking up, he saw SOMEBODY standing there and raised a questioning eyebrow.

◖｡ ◕ ✿ ° ○◗ ━ NIBBLING on her nails, she could feel her heart race faster as she couldn’t help but focus on those stupid highlights AND lowlights that naturally complimented the BOY’S blonde hair. poppy could always L I E and say that she was done, she was over whatever this was, but she felt a need to come back to this boy’s place. mostly for the fact that she WANTED new lingerie, but there was still a  l i n g e r i n g  feeling of this KID making her chest tight and feeling something ( still not sure on what ‘something’ meant ) in the pit of her stomach. though, the FEELING returned as she fixed her dress; seeing the boy hang up. she pushed her sunglasses up and INTO her hair, tugging a few of the longer pieces near her cheek. it was ALMOST as if he knew she was here for WANTING SOMETHING with the look he’d given her. ❝ CHARLES let me in, in case you were wondering... i think he LIKES me, ❞ poppy teased before clearing her throat and looking at him. her CONFIDENCE building a bit more. ❝ i’m here for a favor, ❞ she began, cue the SWEET batting of her lashes, ❝ so, now that you know where i work, i was wondering if you could HELP me a ‘bit’ with my wardrobe ? ❞

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ofdancer:

“ that’s how everyone treats dancers. because we’re willing to take our clothes off we’re obviously worse than girls who steal or girls who lie.. i’ve learned to deal with that, misogyny is a norm in new york. ”

“ugh, you’re coming from new york.”

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ofdancer:

“ you said finn was a soft boy, now if he’s as soft as you’re making it out to seem he’ll fall for any girl who will take her clothes off for him. you’re not the only dancer in brighton, obviously. ”

“ obviously, i just wouldn’t want anyone to was their time on someone who thinks dancers are less than everyone else of this planet. if i remember our exchange correctly, he did say he thought i was ‘better than this,’ better than a dancer. so... ”

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ofdancer:

“ well i’d tell you to kiss that goodbye but i wouldn’t want to have any advantage over me, so maybe just a text will do. ”

“ i’m sorry? ”

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ofdancer:

“ i guess money doesn’t equal intelligence here in utah, can’t say i’d blame him if he did though, those rich kids are why i have a royce in my driveway. ”

“ where do you think i get all of my cute lingerie from? it’s kind of of like having a sugar daddy without the commitment. which is why i love my job so, so, much. ”

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ofdancer:

“ i don’t need big tips to live, as long as i can get more. but i’m curious now, why won’t these lovely gentlemen be coming to the club? ”

“ well, finn cooper is a soft boy who ends up feeling things toward strippers and doesn’t understand that he’s paying me to take off my clothes for him, idiot. and kyle cooper is his twin brother. so, i’m guessing finn’ll tell him to stay away. -- well, i would suggest keeping your distance for finn, though. he might develop a crush on you. ”

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ofdancer:

“ it should, not just any girl can get three-hundred dollar tips from a different vanderbilt boy every hour. ”

“ yeah, the only boy’s in brighton who will give you three-hundred dollars are the cooper twins and thanks to me, they probably won’t be stopping by. so, a good idea would be getting used to smaller tips. ”