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"trust me, i know." she answered back quietly. "if it makes you feel any better, i wouldn't either." she said with a shake of her head. the little girl who had dreamed of her parents loving her one day died the same day that her mother did. and the part of her that still hoped for some kind of apology from her father, only wanted it so she could tell him that it was too late and that she'd never forgive him. what kind of person that made her? she didn't know. but she didn't want to go down the path with him tonight, the path that felt so eerily comfortable to go down with him when she had practically avoided it her whole life. and perhaps that was because it was always a path she had walked alone, until now. "then i guess you'll just have two shakes for yourself. i don't have an appetite and i'll probably puke from that much dairy at this time." she said with a scrunch of her nose. drugs always did curve her appetite, after all. "actually, i expected you to be a lot worse. compared to him you're like a walk in the park...i mean, a park in a gated community that has 24/7 security to make sure no peasants get in, but a park nonetheless." she teased with the slightest hint of a smile. as she made her way inside, she flickered on one of the light switches before disappearing behind the door of her room. "there's no butler so feel free to help yourself." she called out from behind the door, changing out of her clothes and into an oversized band tee, tying her hair up into a pony tail as she grabbed a pair of large sweatpants from her dresser. who they belonged to? she didn't even know. making her way back out she tossed them towards maddox. "here. as funny as it would be i'm not cruel enough to make you sleep in leather pants."

falling quiet for a moment he pondered over her question. how pathetic would it make him if he were to say yes, that he would fold into his parents embrace and want them around more? that it was never going to feel like he was ok whilst he was still looking for something from them and inherently felt broken because of it. "i'd want to." his confession barely above a whisper as he offered it. "but i wouldn't, don't think i could, they don't get my happy memories if they cause so much of the horrible ones you know?" that and it was better to not hope too much that they would. not when they had another kid on the way that they were going to mess up in the future. but as the rest of their conversation had gone he was happy to switch back to a different topic with a smile on his face. "i'll remember that the next time." it wasn't like she had taken a whole hit of something she knew nothing about. how was he meant to know how he was going to react to any of it? it was just cruel of her to laugh at him for it. "ok fine, chocolate shake it is because you're not fucking having mine when it comes and you're jealous." ordering the shakes, with a 200 dollar tip if they got it him in the next five minutes promised given they were a five minute drive away maddox contently shoved his phone in his jacket pocket so he could enjoy taking in the house. "yea you knew this when you took me in as a friend, my best friend is johnny kennedy did you expect me to but god i don't know…humble?" his offence written all over his face. "between this and the thrifted pants i'm not sure." it was cute, but it was, it was homely and it would just remind him that he was on his own if he was in somewhere like this. "it's pretty nice though, you've got a clear vibe, very relaxed very nice."

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she stays still in her spot as his large hand moves to hold the side of her face, head tilting curiously as lips brush against hers, not making any kind of move to back away from him or break eye contact. she wondered how many years of staring in the mirror and repeating everything he was saying to her right now it took for him to say the words with such conviction, to have mastered the air of indifference and ego that he had so well. and more than that, she wondered how long it would be before it all came crashing down. she allows her eyes to close just for a moment, leaning into his kiss for a brief moment before pulling away slightly, eyes meeting his once more. "show me." she said quietly, scooting herself ever so slightly closer to him. "show me how you take what you want without a care in the world." she mumbled, finger tracing across his jaw line and down his throat before her hand pressed against his chest. "show me how to be cold and mean and cruel..." she said quietly, hand trailing slowly down his chest, stopping at his belt buckle before her hand moved to his pocket, sliding her fingers inside of it as she grabbed a bag of little white powder that rested inside of it. shifting closer to him, she moved to straddle his lap, tip of her fingernail reaching into the baggie of coke to scoop out some of it's contents as her free hand gripped the back of his hair, yanking his head back to expose his neck to her as she put the little bump of white powder on his skin, nose moving down to snort it up off his neck, replacing her nose with her lips as she left a kiss against the skin there before teeth came out to bite down gently on his flesh. "i want to be just like you..." she mumbled quietly against him.

the  laughter  only  increases  at  her  words  ,  shifting  himself  on  the  velvet  couch  to  catch  a  better  look  at  the  actress  when  she  leans  closer  .  one  hand  gripping  at  her  face  to  keep  her  closer  ,  lips  brushing  against  her  own  to  taste  the  mixture  of  whatever  she  has  had  tonight  .  "  you  don't  get  it  ,  do  you  ?  "  a  rhetorical  question  .  "  it  doesn't  matter  what  you  say  or  how  are  you  trying  to  poke  at  me  with  whatever  bullshit  you  come  up  in  that  pathetic  little  head  of  yours    ––––  i  don't  fucking  care  .  i  have  listened  to  it  all  ,  whatever  you  want  to  come  up  with  ,  whatever  way  you  want  to  put  it  and  still  :  it  is  what  it  is  .  i  like  the  way  i  am  ,  it's  better  .  "  pushing  her  away  from  him  ,  he  propers  himself  up  leaning  closer  one  last  time  to  press  a  kiss  to  her  lips  .  "  at  least  ,  i'm  not  crackhead  lost  in  some  club  and  destroy  other  people's  lives  and  happiness  .  enjoy  yourself  ,  and  don't  worry  .  tonight  is  one  me  .  you  can  keep  your  money  .  "

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closed starter for : lilian hawker @stardcwn

location : the revolve tent at coachella

after seeing on instagram that lily was also at coachella, felicity knew what she had to do. the guilt that had been festering in her stomach since she found out lily paid her tab was indescribable. she was the reason her boyfriend cheated on her, she was the reason her entire life turned upside down. and for what? a man who hadn't given her the time of day in months? she didn't know what lily knew when it came to her and travis, but being that the last time she saw the brunette was in venice when she was wearing nothing but a t-shirt in travis' hotel room, she figured that she had to have put the pieces together and she felt absolutely horrible for it. she possessed a kindness and a grace that felicity never would but as much as it made her heart sink to her stomach to approach her, she knew what she had to do. cash in an envelope tucked into her purse, she made her way into the revolve tent, looking around before she spotted lily by herself in one of the seating areas. scanning the room quickly, she made a bee line towards a tray of drinks, picking one up and downing it in one quick sip for the liquid courage she so desperately needed before making her way over to where she was sitting, shaky breath leaving her as she reached into her purse for the envelope, holding it out to her. "here. here's all of it. every last cent, plus interest."

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"and you think the world is out to get you because it took your parents from you, so you feel the need to build these walls around yourself and armor yourself with an inflated sense of self-worth and ego because you're alone in the world and that terrifies you so much that you don't allow yourself to feel a thing. good, bad, painful, happy - you feel nothing. you step on everyone around you to feel better about yourself." she said, looking over at him with a gentle shake of her head. "and i think that's the saddest, most pitiful thing of all." perhaps there was a part of her that envied him, the part of her that wished she could be as cold and unbothered, and that was why she was digging and poking, trying to prove his words untrue. because it wasn't fair that some people could so easily switch off any semblance of feeling while she walked around with the weight of the world and everyone who's ever hurt her heavy on her shoulders. "you're right. no one owes me a fucking thing." she said, taking another sip of her drink before looking back over at him. "the same way no one thinks you're fucking spectacular, other than yourself. and all this self preservation you've gotten oh, so good at? it just proves my point." she said, leaning in ever so slightly to whisper in his ear. "you're just as pathetic and lonely as i am."

that's  the  first  lesson  he  learned  after  his  parents  left  :  you  can't  expect  anyone  to  care  .  the  world  doesn't  revolve  around  your  sad  story  ,  it  doesn't  stop  spinning  because  something  horrible  happen  .  it  keeps  going  ,  doesn't  matter  how  deep  the  cut  was  and  you  ,  at  the  end  of  the  day  ,  it  all  you  got  .  you  .  no  one  else  . "  –––––––  that's  your  problem  ,  "  finally  breaking  the  silent  ,  pointing  the  empty  cup  in  her  direction  before  placing  it  back  down  on  the  center  table  .  "  you  think  the  world  owns  you  something  because  your  parents  were  shit  people  ,  that  people  didn't  love  you  ,  and  you  get  to  play  the  victim  ,  ' oh  poor  old  me  ' .  "  it's  been  years  since  he  has  learned  to  play  this  game  ,  if  people  wanted  something  from  him  ,  he  would  take  something  back  .  carter  never  wanted  to  be  the  sad  story  of  an  orphan  whose  parents  died  of  a  tragic  misfortune  :  he  always  wanted  to  be  more  .  he  expected  more  .  "  no  one  owes  you  any  fucking  thing  ,  sweetheart  .  if  you  don't  do  it  for  yourself  ,  no  one  will  and  that's  how  it  works  .  you  can  play  the  sad  story  ,  and  drown  yourself  in  whatever  substance  someone  hands  you  but  ,  at  the  end  of  the  day  :  no  one  cares  .  no  one  gets  to  break  my  heart  because  guess  what  ?  i  never  gave  them  that  much  power  .  i  love  myself  enough  to  not  let  frivolous  things  control  me  .  and  guess  what  ?  i'm  fucking  spetacular  .  "

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"when you have to spend majority of your day having to smooch carter icky talbot, then we'll talk. i mean, you get to kiss me and farrah, you literally have the best job in america. it's not my fault he's like, totally ruining all men for me." she said with a pout of her lips and a defeated shrug of her shoulders. "i'm always like, really nice. and they're totally set on the whole chuck and blair thing, which is so lame of them. do they really think someone as gorgeous and rich and smart as blair would be down bad for that limp-dicked broody sack of shit? it's totally out of character." she said with a huff and a shake of her head, taking another long sip from her glass of wine. "i could totally fix her. i've been told i have a magic touch. like a real life angel without the wings. but they're there, meta...." she said, pursing her lips in thought as she tried to think of what the rest of the word was. "metawhoreically!" she said with a raise of her finger, proud smile spreading across her lips as she nodded. "okay and your best friend wore icky socks that literally made me want to throw up my dinner so i like, had no choice but to end it. it's okay if you have a little crush on me. i mean, how could you not? but don't worry. i'm not a meanie pants, we can keep it between us." she said, pressing her finger to her lips as she let out a little 'shhh.'

"can't say i'm too fussy over who i'm kissing, everyone has their own merits when it comes down to it, i've kissed some terrible girls, and some really great fucking men, you can't judge them all sienna that's mean." then again, maybe archie was just too willing to make out with anyone when it comes down to it and that was what had gotten him in trouble in the past. "i'm sure the writers would agree to making out with farrah if you're really nice though." even only to make sure they kept sienna on side because lords know that would only be easier for them all. "you try telling my sister you want to get rid of her demon and see what she says, it's on your head." as she pressed a finger to his nose, archie sat back, arms crossed over his best. "and monroes my best friend." or so he hoped. "my offering to feed you is charity work like i said, never a date."

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"well that's because you didn't have me with you, duh. i'm like, totally the life of the party. it's all about the company you keep, isn't it?" sienna said with a bright smile, tilting her head to the side as she shrugged her shoulders. "i mean, yeah? i'm like...waiting for the housekeeper to come and clean them and every time i go to the front desk of my apartment building to ask when they're coming they just like...totally look at me like i'm crazy or something. they're completely gatekeeping the help from me it's so not fair." she said with a pout of her lips, it still not registering to her that the apartment complex she was put in by the gossip girl producers didn't come with any of the luxury amenities she was used to. "modest? oh my god, did you grow up on like one of those amish farms? and like...churn your own butter? that looks like, so hard. no wonder why you have such big muscles." she said with a giggle, reaching out to give his bicep a squeeze.

"i've been to a nightclub before but it wasn't really my thing, to be honest. i'm not like a stick in the mud or something, i just have fun in different ways." he laughs at her proposition but maybe it's worth pursuing because people are always telling him that he needs to loosen up and embrace the party atmosphere of hollywood. "your sink is always full of dirty dishes? you can wash them when there are no dirty dishes in the sink." he figured someone like her would have a dishwasher but then he realizes that she's probably adjusting to not having amenities like that now. "thank you, thank you," he says with a laugh. "i wouldn't say i'm poor anymore but i didn't grow up with much. i come from modest beginnings." a lot of people in hollywood couldn't relate to that, being the land of nepo babies.

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"you don't sound too convinced there." sienna said with a slight narrow of her eyes. "oh my god, you're like, totally one of those girls who like it when guys are mean to you, aren't you? i mean...you did date slender man kennedy. we seriously need to do an overhaul on your taste, a.s.a.p." sienna said with a firm nod, reaching over to boop her on the nose with the tip of her finger as a little giggle left her. taking another sip from her wine, eyes rolled as a dramatic sigh left her at the mention of leonardo dicaprio. "more like leo di-dinosaur. and he had the nerve to say that i have like no range or talent when he kisses like a deflated frog." she said with a pout of her lips. "girls totally do it better in every sense of the word. who would rather see an icky naked man over a goddess like us? ew. i totally think blair waldorf should be way too smart for that. these writers don't know what they're doing."

" right ... " she agreed , because the notion made perfect sense . and yet somehow farrah couldn't quite seem to apply that logic , harboring an unhealthy affinity for the most toxic of men that she was always sure she could change for the better , or whose charming act she was far too easily fooled by . sienna could potentially help her with that , though . a mental note that she recorded in her head . " leo ? as in ... dicaprio ? " the blonde quizzed as her interest peaked , brows raising slightly , " was he a good kisser ? i figured all the hot models only got with him for his money " she commented , shoulders lifting in a small shrug before she took another sip from her glass . soft smile lifted the corner of her lips in amusement at the femme's word , finding herself managing to relax more into the conversation between them , " i get it . every day i become more and more convinced that i should be with girls instead " she jested innocently .

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his sentence caused the slightest hint of a frown to take over her features. it made her sad for him, that he was still holding out hope for an apology, that he thought that maybe, just maybe, they'd one day see their wrongs and be the parents they were supposed to be to him. and maybe they would, maybe he had a better chance than she did. but felicity had given up hope for herself a long time ago. her mother was dead and her father was touring the world, as he always did. "would you accept it?" she asked quietly, looking over at him. "if you got an apology, i mean. would you just...go on and be one, big happy family if they just said sorry?" she asked. "me? don't blame me for the fact that you're a fucking lightweight that can't hang. i have on five inch heels and still ran better than you did. you have no excuse. unless you were right and it all really does end when you turn thirty." she said, slightest hint of a teasing grin spreading across her features. "it's almost four in the fucking morning, i don't want a shake. so just get yourself whatever weird banana concoction you want. just know that i'm not holding your hair if you end up puking." she said with a light laugh, shaking her head as she put her key in the front door to open it. she couldn't help the roll of her eyes that exuded from her when he asked if she was poor, looking at him from over her shoulder as she walked inside. "you're a pretentious dickhead, you know that?" she said with a raise of her brow. "and no, i'm not poor." she said, tossing her purse onto the entry table. "i'm just one person, i don't need anymore space then i have."

"maybe i can't get them institutionalised, but something like an apology for it all might go a long way." he offered, a laugh forming at the very idea of it. no one was going to ever apologise to them though, that was the problem. no one but each other seemed to even understand how much they needed to hear it. for just one damn person to say sorry for missing the signs of how much they were hurting. his own best friend had looked him in the eye and told him how down he was had been bringing down the mood. what was he meant to even do with that? had he meant it? likely not but he was just another person blind to his struggling like was sure plenty of people had been blind to hers. "i think its just you that ruined my tolerance, i was just fine till you had me ruining down the streets in no fucking pants." which was still an issue but he had no real care or concern over that matter as he strolled besides her, the man fussing on his phone to make sure he got his case. "my beans aren't fake, you just can't handle my fucking beans, now if you don't tell me what shake you want you're just going to get a chocolate one since you clearly don't appreciate the banana flavor palette." and he was so focused on the mocking and the ordering he didn't even clock onto where they were or the amount of houses, how close they were, how small they were. lifting his eyes to look at the house maddox paused for a moment, of course she lived in a tiny house with her thrifted pick me pants. "cute, i'm sure the princess can survive here for one night." not that he really cared about where she lived, it was her damn house, her choice. "tell me now though...are you poor arkansas? i'm getting the impression you might be."

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"right." she said simply with a light nod. while addiction to drugs and alcohol had been maddox's first addiction, using people had been felicity's. even when she was the posterchild for rising hollywood starlets, she found herself more often than not finding comfort in the beds of strangers, in wrapping herself up in someone that couldn't care less about her, just to feel a little less alone. she craved closeness, yet didn't allow anyone close enough to break her heart. "it's the people who did this to you that should be institutionalized, not you." she said with a shake of her head, looking over at him for a moment as she offered a light shrug before looking back towards the street. it was twisted, that people were allowed to go around hurting people, leaving them to pick up the pieces of the disaster they left behind. "well then you should seriously work on your tolerance, because that's sounding like some lame ass lightweight excuse." she said, teasing grin spreading across her features to lighten the mood. "and i'm not even wasting my time looking up your made up, fucking imaginary beans. just because i'm blonde now doesn't mean i'm entirely fucking stupid." she said with a laugh, twirling a strand of her hand around her finger for a moment as they turned a corner, making their way up the street towards her house. "i wish i was in 1973, and a banana milkshake has to be one of the top three weirdest things i've ever fucking heard in my life." she said with a shake of her head, digging for her keys in her purse as they walked up her porch steps. "it's not a sprawling mega-million dollar mansion, i hope it's up to your standards, princess."

"i've tried to cut back on the habit of using people lately, i have plenty to feel shitty about, not another thing i'd like to add onto." not when he had a habit of using those closed to him, of clinging to people that would fill some form of void if only for a moment. almost as if he was testing whether or not they would still show up for him like they said they would, or if they were another person that would leave him high and dry when he needed something from them. if he were the type to try a therapist, that was sure as shit the type of stuff he'd talk to them about. "eh, they always kick me out after a few weeks, tell me i just need rehab and for mommy and daddy to love me more, they not wrong just, entirely unhelpful." he scoffed, a light joke of the fact his parents had in fact, tried that once in his younger days, each facility he visited had a new flare. "no i think that's the problem, it made it seem like a great idea to chase after you when i've had no sleep and no real food for, way too long, now its catching up to me." her laugh brought his own back for a second, even through the scowl he tried and failed to throw her way. "am not, runner beans, look them up they're real." he was quite certain of it, even as he strolled behind her in the direction she took off, leather pants now thrown over his shoulder and boxers on display without a care. "and i know you're in 1973 arkansas, but it's called, door dash, whats your address i'll have two shakes, one delightful banana and whatever you pick waiting on your door step before we even get back."

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"it wasn't just the bone structure, it was other things." he said with a huff and a roll of his eyes. "and to answer your question - no, not all men are like this. you really think some mediocre fuck head could reach the level of perfection that i've managed to reach in my twenty nine years of living? i don't think so." he boasted pridefully with a lift of his chin. he truly was on a high right now and felt like there was no way things could get any better. "well, it's not my problem that she's obsessed with me. she'll get over it, maybe she'll latch onto monroe now instead." he said with a laugh and a shake of his head. he had been under his mother's grasp for far too long, after all. and it seemed as though as soon as he stepped out of it and did his own thing? life got better. "and do i look like i'm gonna be cleaning that fecal matter, i don't think so. i'll have a designated swan team, duh." he huffed with a roll of his eyes. "hey." he said, looking over at her. "someone's gonna take pity on your ugly ass one day, don't you worry." he said, tone evidently teasing as he gave her shoulder a nudge. "listen, if i can find it? i have no doubt in my mind that you will too."

"You know you always had me until you paired your realization of the stupid mistakes you've made with her bone structure. Are all men like this?" Madeline crossed her arms in protect. Ophelia was so much more than her looks. A beautiful soul with a talent that reached far beyond her beauty. "You know sons and daughters are different. You are her pride and joy, no one will ever be good enough." The disgust hide in the recesses of her comment; the sour taste of the patriarchy could never be forgotten. "A hundred? That's gonna be a lot of fecal matter in the garden but we love the symbolism?" Madeline shook her head with a self deprecating smile. "I don't know, Uncle J, some people aren't built for this level of insufferable love. Some people aren't built for it at all."

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"well whoever's sucking your dick must be using teeth because you have literally no reason to be this much of a pouty little dingbat." bianca said with a pout of her lips, reaching out to poke his bottom lip, a sickly sweet giggle leaving her as she did so.

"oh my god, will you relax? i've been modeling since i've gotten out of the womb, i know how to handle a camera." she said with a roll of her eyes, looking through the lens as she adjusted some settings before looking towards the white-backgrounded area, a mischievous smile spreading across her lips as she tilted her head. "unhinged? wow, i'm wet that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to be." she said with a dramatic bat of her lashes, another giggle leaving her as she skipped over to the set, pointing to where she wanted him to stand. "shirt? off." she said, tilting her head. "and you know what? pants off, too."

At this juncture, Dante found it difficult to express even the slightest astonishment or offense at the crude remarks she delighted in abruptly hurling at him. He wasn't ignorant; he comprehended that the primary reason she found him so compelling to pester was because he seldom engaged with her antics and never would. "Not that it's any of your fucking business, but I get my dick sucked plenty," he drawled with little inflection in his tenor, his stern vision tracking her finger as it breached his personal space. "I don't pout."

"Don't touch-"but his caution came too late; his camera already in her possession. He didn't like anyone handling his shit, especially the equipment he'd always regarded as an extension of himself. The tools of his livelihood. "You're unhinged," the label evoked a subliminal cringe from within. "If I let you take a picture will you get the fuck out?"

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"well like it or not? that's what family does. you can fuck up a million times and i'll be there to pick you right up a million and one, because that's just what we do, okay?" she said with a firm nod, giving his shoulder a squeeze. she never wanted her children to think that her love came with some kind of condition. it was unconditional and no matter how many times they messed up, it always would be and she'd love them just the same. "there's only so long she can go with avoiding it before the lawyers get involved. she's dragging it out, for the drama or the attention or whatever it is she's looking for. we'll take care of it. don't worry." she said with a sigh. however, a smile spread across her features at his complement, hand running to ruffle his hair gently. "yeah? well anyone ever tell you you're a pretty great son?" she asked with a raise of her brow, moving to nudge her shoulder with his. "it's all just life, you know?" persephone said. "you're gonna mess up, and you're gonna make big mistakes and little mistakes and everything in between, but as long as you're alive? and breathing? and capable? you'll always be able to pick yourself right back up."

"i know but that doesn't mean i like it any more." he was lucky, to have both of them in his corner, especially given how he had been with both of his parents over the past couple of months. "what i need is for her to agree to a court date but that's literally like finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, impossible." archie knew that his people and his dads people were dealing with it but that didn't mean he liked staying still and just trusting the process. "anyone ever tell you you're a pretty great mom?" he smiled back at her reassurances, shaking his head a little as she laughed at him. of course he knew that reasonably, he probably wasn't done forever but it felt pretty damn certain right about now. "i just…i clearly can't be trusted can i, the reasons i got married…they were not because i loved her and that's shit of me, but the reasons are are just as bad so i'll stay in camp single and uncomplicated."

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it's the soft press of his lips against hers that causes her to sigh ever so slightly in relief against him. once upon a time, this would've turned into a brawl - they would've screamed and fought and thrown terrible, spiteful words at each other until they turned blue. but persephone wasn't that person anymore. she didn't play blame games, she didn't want to argue, she didn't need to feel like she was 'right.' she just wanted to be happy, and quite frankly? she just wanted to be with him. it was the only thing her heart has ever wanted since she was just a little girl.

arms moving to drape over his shoulders as she deepened the kiss, she's only forced to pull away at his words, a light "hmmm?" leaving her as she looked up at him. "not tired at all." she said quietly, although she couldn't help the roll of her eyes that left her at his little, mocking tone, leaving a playful smack against his chest. "you're an ass, i don't sound like that." she said with a light laugh. "a walk? outside? i mean...is it quiet enough around here? are....people gonna see us?"

he  hums  in  agreement  ,  allowing  the  corner  of  his  lips  to  curl  up  again  in  a  sheepish  smile  that  breaks  the  burdensome  of  their  conversation  and  lessens  the  frown  carved  in  his  features  .  once  upon  a  time  ,  the  actor  would  have  pushed  for  a  fight  ,  to  dissect  the  moment  until  they  were  both  left  with  nothing  but  spiteful  words  thrown  at  each  other  ––  because  neither  knew  better  .  he  still  doesn't  know  better  ,  but  the  fear  of  losing  what  he  has  been  craving  for  the  past  decade  is  bigger  than  his  need  to  be  right  .  or  ,  the  fear  to  open  himself  up  and  exposing  the  deception  behind  his  well  crafted  persona  .    truth  was  ,  julian  felt  safe  in  her  presence  .  and  ,  all  of  her  questions  could  be  answer  in  a  later  time  ,  right  now  ,  he  leans  forward  to  gently  press  a  kiss  to  her  lips  .  they  could  continue  this  conversation  some  other  time  .

"  how  tired  are  you  ,  superstar  ?  "  not  waiting  for  a  response  ,  he  pressed  their  lips  together  again  ,  releasing  her  from  his  embrace  to  pour  two  glasses  of  water  .  "  we  never  spent  a  lot  of  time  in  my  hometown  ,  you  know  ?  i  know  a  lot  about  the  valley  girls  ,  "  last  words  uttered  with  jest  ,  overcharging  on  mimicking  persephone's  accent  .  "  we  should  go  for  a  walk  ,  so  i  can  show  you  some  of  my  favorite  places  .  "

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"i understood you more then?" he said in a mocking tone, unable to help the laugh that left him as he shook his head. "alright, edgar allen woe-poe, when was the last time you got your fucking dick sucked? because this whole broody ass, pouty mother fucker shit? seriously killing the regal vibe." he said, patting him on the cheek before he looked back towards the mirror. "yeah? i was being fucking stupid, thinking that i'd ever find anyone as perfect as her. plus...towards the end there, the sword wasn't gettin' up for anyone else, so i didn't really have a choice." he said, looking down at his crotch before shrugging his shoulders. "now that's a fine piece of ass that'll definitely turn your frown upside down. plus, you'll be able to get me the tracklist for mamma mia two, so i think this? mutually beneficial for all of us."

"yea because i understood you more then." and it was sad actually, if he thought about it too much it would just send him on a spiral. that he never felt like he knew his best friend more when he was a mess because that made them more alike. this put together version of him? he just made maddox jealous and confused and he didn't know what to do with any of that. "i watched you mope around for weeks and now its just what? good…?" lifting his head he watched him for a moment and considered the idea of finding a hunny. "maybe i'll convince juliette to actually date me and not just the sex part would that make you happy and hey we're adults she's fine." and kept putting herself in his way so what as maddox meant to do? deny maddie? he didn't think so. "silver, it'll go better with the white and blue."

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"when you say that who are you trying to convince?" he asked with a raise of his brow. "the world or yourself?" he said, short laugh leaving him as he shook his head. more often than not, it was the people that went on and on about being a good person that normally weren't, and while he had seen some shred of humanity in finley long ago, he was smarter now, too smart to believe that any kennedy would have any shred of humility in them. however, watching the nonchalance in which she downed the rest of her glass caused a furrow to form in between his eyebrows and immediately he knew she was on some kind of sad girl bender of acting indifferent before she eventually had a dramatic fit of crying hysterics. and he wanted to be nowhere within the radius of her when that happened. "didn't know kennedy's could be threatened. i thought kathy keeps the bodies of all your enemies under the marble tile in the foyer." he said with a grin, nose scrunching up slightly at her question. "just not the kind of person i wanna kiss. i don't like fake bad girls. drinking on set, walking around like you don't care, running off and getting married and kissing me that same night? it's giving pick me."

"that's because i'm a decent human being," she shot back, unable to resist. even as she said it, though, doubt crept in; was she? or was axel right about her kidding herself all these years? she'd thought that she had really put all of that in her past, but in typical finley fashion, she found herself wanting to bury all her hurt these days in a bottle, which wasn't unlike last time. "old habits die hard, what can i say?" finley retorted, although her jaw clenched when he gestured to the wine. finishing off her glass, she held it out, the stem dangling between her fingertips. "who's drinking?" her voice dripping with innocence, as she tucked her feet beneath her on the couch and set the glass down next to the now empty bottle. his question didn't exactly catch her off guard, but she did have to stop and figure out how the hell to explain it to him. "someone threatened to expose a lot of my shit if i didn't. some twisted dare night thing, i didn't really feel like i had a choice," finley waved her hand, skirting around exactly what the shit was. "am i that bad a kisser?" she pouted.

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"yeah, one of everything. i'm gonna get stoned and rot on my couch and bitch more about how much i hate this fucking job until i pass out from a food coma. you down for that?" he asked, looking over at her with a raise of his brow as he pulled out of his parking spot and onto the freeway. he knew he wasn't the most pleasant person in the world to be around, and why farrah still bothered with him when she was probably the most chipper person he's ever met? he honestly had not a clue in the world. "fun? yeah, i had a fucking blast being schooled by a chick on the basketball court when i'm supposed to be playing this jockhead douchebag. time of my life, i felt like a make a wish kid." he said, roll of his eyes following as he continued driving. "i spent a fucking year in rehab, dude. they think i'm brain dead and just desperate to work when in reality? i don't even wanna do shit. especially not this." he said, huff leaving him, only turning to face her for a moment when she said she didn't think he was a mornon, the slightest hint of a smile spreading across his lips as he looked back at the road. "well, guess that's all that matters then, huh?"

farrah allowed him to go off on his little tangent as she continued to follow alongside , knowing the male well enough by now that it was simply the best thing to do . and as much as it seemed like childish whining , axel was completely justified in his feelings . did he go about it in the best way ? arguably not , but it was farrah's place to support him , not criticise him . " one of everything ? " she questioned quietly with a raise of sculpted brows , more so herself , following his orders anyway as she settled herself into the passenger seat of the car . " oh , save it ... that's the most fun that you've had on that set thanks to me " and even if he tried to deny it , which was the likely reaction of the male , the wide grin that presented itself during their innocent fun was enough to confirm to farrah that she achieved exactly what she had set out to do , to bring at least some light to yet another dreary day . " no one thinks you're a moron and even if they did , so what ? they don't mean anything to you " she offered in an attempt to reassure him , baby blues glancing his way , " i don't think you're a moron . "