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“ You’re  kidding, ”  Esme’s  eyes  narrowed  at  the  person  across  from  them,  trying  to  figure  out  if  they  were  serious  or  not.  “ That’s  the  stupidest  fucking  thing  I’ve  ever  heard.  See,  this  is  why  I  didn’t  go  to  that  shitshow  party  to  begin  with.  That  sounds  traumatizing  and  I  play  horror  games  for  a  living. ”  

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“ And  that’s  the  story  of  how  I  got  myself  banned  from  a  nightclub  in  Paris, ”  August  finished  his  elaborate  tale,  all  the  previous  acting  coming  into  play  as  he  told  a  story  that  would  be  unbelievably  hard  to  believe  under  any  other  circumstances  —  well,  it  was  also  fake  so  that  helped.  “Let  me  buy  you  another  drink  and  you  can  tell  me  your  most  outlandish  story.”

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" I think minefield is being polite, " Micah grinned as she spoke the sentiments he had been feeling all this time. At least parties before this one he always had his sister -- someone who wasn't even here tonight. He had checked. " I think I've seen at least three people cry tonight, so better than them. "

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" this place is a minefield. i would say that i am well versed in galas and events of that nature, but this room is taking those horrors to new heights. " mahogany locks are pushed over shoulders, and a small smile peeks its way through to the surface. " at least there are some people here of some form of wit. speaking of, how has your evening been ? "

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Yeah, Alara was way further ahead on the drink aspect and Maggie couldn't help but grin at that. " Well, it sounds like I need to catch up. It is a party after all. " Determination set into soft features as she tipped the drink back completely and grabbed another from a moving tray. Normally not one to drink, Maggie felt the pleasant hum under her skin and fully prepared for that soft feeling to grow. " Please, you always speak poetry, even in normal conversations. "

dainty  figure  stands  still  but  arm  movements  are less  than natural,  an  almost  childlike  amazement  that  body  can  maneuver  certain  ways.  optics  move  back  to  other  when  they  addressed  them,  "  at  least  five,  i  believe,  "  she  responds,  ring  -  adorned  hand  held  up  in  the  air.  literal  behavior  of  a  child  ⸺  alara  can  already  hear  family's  comments.  "  such  high  praise  from  you,  "  words  are  earnest  but  produced  smile  on  features  looks  overly  fake  —  what  booze  can  do  to  a  person.  "  you're  my  current  number  one  author,  pinky  promise.  "

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" And how does one produce this raw animal magnetism? " Maggie found herself questioning, a few women coming to mind that she wouldn't mind taking home. " You got your eyes on anyone yet? "

               “  why  thank  you,  dollface.  you  don’t  look  too  shabby  yourself,  however  raw  animal  magnetism  to  me  means  that  i’m  capable  of  taking  any  beautiful  woman  home  tonight  once  i  get  my  eyes  on  her.  ”

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" You're telling me you don't want a themed wedding? " Maggie teased him before taking a sip of her champagne, hiding her smile behind the flute. " Toby, don't hate me when I say this: I've never seen The Office. "

               “  like  this  ?  no  way,  if  i  had  to  look  at  massive  white  wigs  on  my  wedding  day,  i’d  be  unable  to  even  stand  up  straight  and  say  my  vows.  however,  i  do  want  my  wedding  party  to  dance  down  the  aisle  to  a  song,  the  office  style.  ”

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" Generally when someone says that, that means it's a really bad idea, " a pause before she huffed and continued. " Okay, fine, what's the idea? "

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        ❝  before  you  say  it's  a  bad  idea just consider this, it'll also be insanely fun. ❞

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“ Ah,  yes,  those  good  genes  that  still  get  me  carded  when  I  try  to  go  to  a  club, ”  Micah  teased  as  he  looked  over  at  the  other  man.  He  liked  Rhys,  generally  had  a  decent  conversation  with  him  that  didn’t  revolve  around  partying  or  how  fucked  his  life  seemed  to  be  these  days.  Just  normal  conversations.  “ I’ll  send  you  my  face  routine,  paid  a  lot  of  good  money  for  it. ”  As  if  he  didn’t  have  a  natural  younger  look  that  often  got  him  a  lot  of  shit  during  his  swimmer  days.  “ Though  maybe  now  that  I’m  not  a  swimmer  anymore  I  should  like  to  grow  a  beard  or  something.  Get  some  facial  hair  going.  What  do  you  think? ”  

while  intelligence  is  not  his  strongest  suit,  rhys  has  learned  certain  things  from  his  upbringing  :  you  find  out  the  dirty  details  that  people  try  to  hide.  sometimes  it  means  befriending  people  with  no  common  interests  which  leads  to  protective  paternal  feelings,  not  that  he'll  admit  to  it  ⸺  kid  in  front  of  him  is  young  and  talented,  but  homme  certainly  feels  his  true  age  around  him.  "  with  those  good  genes,  i  wouldn't  give  you  more  than  seventeen,  micah.  "  his  laugh  is  boisterous  but  modest,  enjoying  the  privacy  between  the  two  of  them.  "  that's  a  very  excessive  way  of  thinking,  fits  with  the  party.  "  head  shakes  at  last  part  of  the  sentence,  short  curls  flying  everywhere,  "  it's  an  interesting  night,  let's  call  it  that.  what  about  you,  kid  ?  "

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" Fran, it really doesn't look bad, " Micah attempted to reassure the woman in the more sincere way he could. " Come on, let's you get that drink. " Arm moved out in case she wanted to grab ahold, not wanting to lose her in the crowd.

               arms  move  instinctively  across  her  stomach,  instantly  feeling  a  sense  of  self  consciousness  as  people  pass  by,  eyes  lingering.  “  i’m  going  to  kill  my  stylist  for  this  outfit.  ”  she  mutters,  although  moving  quickly  next  to  micah,  quietly  craving  the  confidence  that  lay  at  the  bottom  of  a  drink.

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" Peachy, just slightly buzzed, " Micah informed, a small smile forming. " If I start telling you stupid shit, please feel free to punch me. Never been great at holding my liquor. "

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        ❝  hey,  is  everything  alright?  i  don't  mean to pry but you seem off. ❞

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A  grin  formed  on  his  face  at  the  words  of  his  companion,  trying  to  imagine  a  time  where  he  could  see  Toby  being  judgy  at  all,  let  alone  by  accident.  “ I’m  sure  it  won’t  be  too  bad.  You’ll  only  offend  like  a  dozen  people.  Not  feeling  the  theme? ”

               “  —  shit,  is  my  face  doing  that  thing  again  where  it  speaks  for  me  ?  i  was  told  by  my  agent  to  not  do  that  —  how  many  photos  do  you  think  i’m  going  to  look  judgy  in  ?  ”

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“ You’re  right,  there’s  a  lot  of  egos  cooped  up  in  one  building.  How  long  until  you  think  it  implodes  on  us? ”  Micah  lounged  on  the  bench  further  away  in  the  gardens,  only  moving  when  the  man  approached  and  gestured  for  him  to  sit.  “ Nah,  take  a  seat.  Get  through  the  champagne  buzz.  Lord  knows  we  all  need  a  little  peace  around  here. ”  He  let  the  silence  overwhelm  him  for  a  moment  before  speaking  once  more.  “ Are  you  into  this?  All  of  this  partying  and  themes  and  shit?  I’m  trying  to  get  used  to  it,  only  had  to  do  it  a  bit  before  now. ”

            “ even versailles isn't big enough for any of us. ” an underwhelming sigh is met at the threshold of the door, and nimble fingers toy with the leather tail of the ill-fitting watch. “ that speaks more to us than the landmark, i'd think. ” but like a vampire not allotted entrance, he remains hovered by the door. “ but, no. i can go find someplace else to hide before the champagne wears off. ”  or had it?  suddenly,  rose-colored lenses  hadn't tinted his view quite like the three steps prior.

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He  had  only  intended  to  come  out  here  to  get  away  from  all  the  people  for  a  little  bit  —  nothing  more.  Yet,  as  he  moved  through  the  throngs  of  people  to  make  his  way  outside,  he  noticed  someone  else  had  already  occupied  the  balcony  of  choice.  “ Thanks  but  I'm good, ”  Micah  shrugged  off  her  offer  of  a  smoke,  something  he  still  didn’t  find  himself  inclined  to  do  despite  having  no  reason  to  keep  his  lungs  in  tip  top  shape.  “ How  do  you  deal?  With  all  the  cameras  following  you?  You’d  think  after  25  years  I’d  be  used  to  it. ”

DELPHINE LE ROUX & TBD ( @glimmcr ) — out on a balcony —

" pardon ! " she jumped slightly as the door to the balcony swung open , cigarette smoke surrounding her like morning mist in the dark . delphine gestured out to the gardens at the paparazzi lining the bushes a fair distance away , their flashes long burnt out . " they're done taking pictures of me a while ago — " she's nowhere near famous enough to have her every move scrutinised , they must be off trying find more valuable prey . gloved fingers held out her cartier cigarette case to the other . " do you want a smoke ? "

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Amusement  shining  in  his  eyes  as  the  woman’s  words  registered  in  his  head  and  the  playful  smirk  appearing  on  his  face  was  enough  to  give  him  away.  Hardly  took  anything  seriously  these  days,  often  going  with  whatever  the  world  threw  at  him  to  live  a  life  that  was  previously  condensed  with  movie  sets  and  long  hours,  he  at  least  deserved  to  have  some  fun,  right?  “ Florence,  are  you  checking  me  out  right  now? ”  Playful  banter  shot  back  at  her  while  toying  with  the  drink  glass  in  his  hand.  “ If  you  want  me  out  of  my  coat,  all  you  have  to  do  is  ask.  Don’t  have  to  pretend  to  be  cold  and  all  that. ”  The  words  still  spoke  in  jest  as  he  leaned  against  the  bar  she  was  seated  at.  

lithe digits SHAKE through tangled brunette coils , spine hitting the wooden back of high - rise chair with elbow pointed and perched on the top of her rest. " i'm not timid , i'm just cold. . . " smoked liner decorates coffee hues that shamelessly dance over his stature.

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Eyes  fluttering  over  to  the  blonde  bombshell  near  him,  the  pair  next  to  her  having  walked  away  after  a  long  conversation  that  August  wasn’t  sure  if  he  wanted  to  hear  what  they  were  saying  or  not.  Still,  curiosity  killed  the  cat  and  when  she  seemed  to  have  the  information,  August  turned  his  full  attention  towards  her.  “ I  didn’t  hear  but  sure,  tell  me.  The  gossip  is  about  the  most  fun  we  have  going  on  here  right  now. ”  It  was  still  early,  after  all.  

pierced  ears  perk  up  at  the  juicy  news  being  spread  next  to  her,  swiss  neutrality  showing  on  features  as  she  swirls  her  drink  around.  as  the  gossiping  pair  finally  leaves,  femme  turns  toward  newly  arrived  person.  "  did  you  hear  what  they  said,  or  should  i  inform  you  ?  "

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He  should’ve  known  he  would  be  in  trouble  the  moment  that  Alana  made  her  way  over  to  him.  Easy  friendship  clouded  by  sometimes  lustful  urges,  August  wasn’t  sure  where  they  were  at  tonight  and  how  different  of  an  interaction  this  would  be.  “ Lana,  hey ,”  he  greeted  as  she  abandoned  her  former  companion  to  come  talk  to  him,  his  eyes  taking  in  her  own  features  as  she  spoke.  His  own  eyes  still  not  leaving  her  figure  as  he  shrugged  and  let  the  smirk  take  over  his  face  again.  “ I’ll  send  my  stylist  your  high  praise  but  only  if  you  do  the  same,  it’s  hard  to  keep your  eyes  off  of  you  for  long .”

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never mind the fact they're already occupied in a conversation beforehand , the model makes her way over , hips moving in rhythm of the music in the background . alana cuts between , back turned to the woman talking as she faces the person she wants . " has anyone here told you how sexy you look tonight ? " the compliment rolls easy off her tongue , fox eyes moving down to catch the entire assemble the other's wearing . " spettacolare , "

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" Are you afraid of them posting something bad? " A concept that August had yet to grow accustomed to, the idea that the gossip blog could possibly worry someone else. " Personally, I think they're either people past their prime getting kicks out of terrorizing others -- or an operation of more than two people. "

they  retract  into  their  shell  but  leave  almost  immediately,  second  -  skin  since  breakout.  "  i  was  basically  wondering  how  skin  and  guts  would  know  what's  going  on  here  ?  they  told  everyone  they've  got  eyes  everywhere  but  how  is  that  even  possible,  you  know  ...  "