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the returnee — after some while’s absence —  ducked back into ten23, relieved to see the familiar surroundings, and hopefully people ( though you never knew, truly, who came and left; sometimes they’d be gone without a goodbye, and you’d be left pondering whether to text their number to see what happened ) here. “i was kind of hoping there’d be a party,” cecilia joked, facetious smile on her face, “or cookies, or at least a hug?”  

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caseyellison‌:

casey: you’re asking me to put on pants and go upstairs casey: on the one hand, I could use the exercise, on the other hand I’m comfortable sitting in my tidy whitey reginalds casey: whatcha supposed to be writing anyway?

@dearestcecilia: i’ll come to you, i just want drinking company honestly

@dearestcecilia: just bits of my novel, the deadline’s creeping up on me

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@dearestcecilia: i’ve got writers block and i don’t want to stare at this page any longer

@dearestcecilia: come drink with me? it’s free alcohol you don’t have to bring anything :)

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Are you ever gonna cut Stevie loose?

“i— it’s not been that long, and i still care about stevie. i still want to be friends with her, because i love her dearly but it just wasn’t fair... and, um, i’m hoping that will get easier. eventually. plus, ‘cut loose’ sounds so... harsh.”

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people you want to get to know more?

“oooh, that’s a great question! i’d have to say valerie, diana, and joaquin, i think. but really i would love to know everyone a little bit better — it’s always better to know more about each other!” ( @valerics, @dreaamshake, @jcastanxda ! )

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where did you first meet your favourite person?

“when i first moved into these apartments. we stuck like glue, and i love her to death. and back again, if that ever happens — she’s just the best person i’ve ever met.” ( @wrenpratt ) 

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favorite people in the apartment?

“making me choose is mean! but if i had to, i would go for wren, aubrey, natalina and city.” ( @wrenpratt, @ofaubreys, @nctalina, @wtfcity ! )

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ask her anything

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rate these: luce/diana, brooks/julian, ezra/scout, cole/mia, cole/nat, east/sophie, cecilia/stevie, city/drugs, anna/handcuffs

Luce/Diana: SPICY. Brooks/Julian: HOT, Ezra/Scout: MILD, Cole/Mia: BITTER, Cole/Nat: SALTY, East/Sophie: SWEET, Cecilia/Stevie: SOUR, City/Drugs: MILD, Anna/Handcuffs: SHINY

@supernovasiciliana, @dreaamshake, @brksfm, @jvamadev, @ezra-greene, @scoutsking, @colefm, @miaxlyons, @nctalina, @eastdrakc, @sophiebuckingham, @ceciliaisms, @lctely, @wtfcity, @annawxlling

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“someone’s gonna have to carry me home!” cecilia’s hand ran over her flushed features, eyes dropping to observe the ball that was, indeed, inside of the cup. she slammed the drink — the rules are the rules after all — and grabbed onto the table to stabilise her swaying stance. “bo— do you think you could carry me without falling over?”

open starter for @ten23starters​

     “it’s official – WE SUCK.” it’s been a slow game of beer pong – the red cups barely disappearing from the table. he flings the ping pong ball across the table one last time for good measure and of course when he couldn’t care less, when bo literally doesn’t even try to aim, the ball lands inside of the cup. “oh my god??” his eyes light up and he throws his hands up in the air, “AYE!! – okay maybe just YOU suck!!” his laughter is drowned out by the music, cheeks warm from the liquor already in his system. “you have to slam that!!” he nods to the cup, he just sunk the ball into.

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“i’m german, i have to do this for—” she hiccuped, “national pride. we can hold our liquor.” ( and perhaps cecilia could have, if she hadn’t already drunk a lot, or if she wasn’t emotional about how stevie still looked at her, and — shit. ) “think i might need more to drown my feelings.”

— OPEN.

“it’s okay if you wanna quit now.” diana feigned some sympathy for the other person, but it was hardly believable with the haughty expression she wore on her pretty face. “you’ll just look like a little BITCH.” she’d challenged them to join her in downing consecutive tequila shots, knowing full well that they wouldn’t be able to keep up with her. but it wasn’t a party if diana wasn’t getting other people more fucked up than herself.

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OPEN STARTER —

the moment cole’s fist connected with brooks’ face, there was — at first — a dead silence, ringing distinctly in everyone’s ears even beneath the music; for all the attention that was being paid, there might as well have been the scratch of a record grinding to a halt, and then quiet as the party-goers were raptly watching the moments just post-disaster. cecilia had felt the tension, of course, pulled taut, a million strings tugging her this way and that; it was a difficult way to be, the sort of person that had room in their too-large heart for everyone. the kind of heart that rattled your ribcage with every beat and threatened to tear itself free and kill you with the depth of your own emotion. cecilia lancaster was a fanciful being, and she wanted to believe the state of affairs was better than she was often forced to confront, but it was as she told mia earlier that day: it’s a fucked up world.

so she turned on her heel in a whirl of ethereal, golden fabric, and fled from the rooftop with tears already burgeoning in her eyes and sobs choking out of her throat. couldn’t they just have one night — one night! — where they enjoyed themselves without the curses of living young and reckless weighing down upon their growing shoulders? the door of the bathroom stall slammed and locked behind her, and in its echo the girl who loved everyone heard her answer: no.

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wtfcity‌:

“i have some ideas,” city smirked. city didn’t need to know all the details of cecilia’s past relationship, it all seemed rather arbitrary to her. regardless of whatever it was they were doing, city didn’t stop herself from intertwining her fingers with cecilia’s, holding her close as they squirmed through the crowd. “have i told you how fucking stunning you look in that dress?” city asked, almost beaming as she looked the other up and down. “you have a choice to make. either we get out of here, ten or twenty minutes tops. or you dance with me, right now, in the middle of that fucking crowd, where everyone can see,” city explained, a cocky grin practically ingrained on her face.

“oh!” blush lit up across cecilia’s cheeks, burning bright as she gave a flattered smile and a thankful kiss to city’s cheek ( thusly proving how inebriated she was ) holding tight to her hand; her accent had thickened considerably the more she drank, as even in two years the german in her had refused — obstinate — to fade. “thank you!” 

( cecilia had probably told city more about her relationship with stevie than she cared to know, considering that it was — up until point now — entirely drama-less. which meant, she supposed, that it was entirely dramaless. because it was over. )

“i— maybe dancing sounds nice though!” she giggled, swaying slightly, “haven’t done enough dancing yet. what d’ya reckon ezra lined up? 

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STARTER — @wtfcity​ !

"oh my god city where are we going—" 

the blonde’s breathless words could barely be heard over the madding crowd, people clinking glasses and dancing, smoke rising high into the new york city night, as city ellis grabbed ahold of her hand ( bottle of moonshine still in the other ) and set off full-pelt across the rooftop, cecilia barely able to keep pace with the friend she had come to rely on more and more over the past two weeks. they were friendly before, and fond of each other’s company, but city’s forthright way of solving problems seemed to be the only way to drag cecilia free from the quagmire of guilt she’d been sinking into that night; every time stevie’s saddened eyes caught her own and they were forced to confront the enormity of what she had done, it began again, and city — sighing heavily, usually punctuated with a damnit cecilia — came to pull her away.

but she hadn’t seen stevie, hadn’t seen the way the other girl looked at the star-speckled golden dress city had chosen over snapchat. after all, that was what ‘kind-of-dates’ did, right? so the sudden intervention was a complete surprise to the literary mystery, whose heart pounded at triple-time, “what— city!”

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rooftop party event outfit → cecilia lancaster.

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RELATIONSHIP PLAYLIST (2/?) — cecilia lancaster + city ellis ( @wtfcity​ )

let’s put some light into our lives but keep the storm that’s in your eyes let’s put some light into our lives

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RELATIONSHIP PLAYLIST (1/?): cecilia lancaster + stevie brooks ( @lctely​ )

what are you doing here?

have you lost your way?

have you come to move close, dear

with something to say?