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leedamien‌!

he feels like a deer caught in the headlights, as if kit can see right through his steely expression and pick at his growing web of nerves. “oh.” damien doesn’t want to say it’s lust when he drags his eyes over powder dusted cheekbones, fondness maybe, curiosity maybe. “uh– to carina bay? since y’know– you’re new. or like to new experiences.”

the latter implies something that damien isn’t sure he’s willing to even consider.

    kit’s airy demeanor and coquettish mannerisms may paint a picture of him on the outside but, on the inside, he’s calculating and cataloging every glance, every response, every inadvertent gesture he can get out of damien. it’s something he does without thinking; at one point, picking apart the wants and whims of strangers had been his literal job, after all. 

    “ i’m new, ” kit repeats with a giggle, pressing painted lips to the side of his own glass just to leave a smudged mark, “ does that make me one of your new experiences, hm? ” again, it sounds worse than he means it too but he likes the insinuation. his forwardness tends to lead to fun.

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rosie-fiorello‌!

“Oh hey, sorry were you saying something to me?” Rosie gave a sheepish look to the person who was next to her. She had been up all night doing homework for her online courses and the girls she nannied had her up at the crack of dawn, as per usual. “Really I wasn’t ignoring you, I just..” She was interrupted by a yawn. “Sorry” 

    “ no, well, yeah, ” pip answers wholly unhelpfully before gesturing a finger beyond the girl who was clearly out of sorts. “ i just said that i think they called your number? you were before me, right? ” her eyes flicker to the front counter of the busy little cafe and then back to the other. it may be morning but pip’s about ready to call it a day and get to bed. that’s what happen when you work nocturnal hours. 

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dvscolored‌!

  “ ah, man, you’re telling me daddy skylar actually lights up, but now he won’t ‘cause of one crazy night. ” he takes on a tone of disappointment, but it’s all in play. “ what happened ?? did you accidentally eat all of the baby food in your home or something ? anyway, if you change your mind, i’m pretty good at keeping things mellow and non-crazy. ”

    skylar frowns deeply though whether it’s at the scolding or hearing someone above the age of six call him daddy, it’s hard to say. “ that’s exactly what i’m telling you, ” he hums with a slow lift of his shoulders in a shrug. “ let’s just say the last time caused enough of an identity crisis to keep me off the stuff for a good long while. ” he very nearly laughs. “ i think mellow was the problem -- got too comfortable. ” sky is well aware he’s being vague but the anonymity feels necessary. 

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blvevein‌!

he grabbed his lighter from his back pocket, thumb rolling over the lighter wheel. he grabbed a cigarette from his tin placing one between his lips. he wanted to be buzzed. he hadn’t had much of anything tonight, everything was a bit. much. he looked over at the girl, feeling out of place. but that had been his norm lately. 

    her gaze shifted from curiosity to mild annoyance rather quickly as the approaching figure says nothing in answer to her query. a hand falls to her hip and she turns her other palm up in expectation. “ i don’t know what mysterious act you’re trying to go for here but can i borrow your lighter or what? i’ll give it back. ” her tongue fiddles with the end of the cigarette between her lips impatiently and she gives her fingers a wiggle. 

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farrah, who was your first celebrity crush?

    “ tony hawk. ”

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kit, what are the top 3 things on your bucket list?

    “ i want to go on a gondola ride in italy. go skydiving with my boyfriend and, um. get married. i wanna get married. ”

mentions: @juliivn

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did you kiss a guy and like it sky?

    “ katy perry, is this you? i don’t think any cherry chapstick was involved – sorry to disappoint. ”

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    it’s a good thing the guy who had checked the bags at the door was easily persuaded by her feigned charm and natural good looks because there’s no doubt that her purse filled with copious substances, a small flask of something harder than cheap wine, and a handful of condoms would’ve gotten her pulled aside. trinity’s fishing inside of it now, a lipstick stained cigarette dangling precariously from between painted lips. ignoring all generic pleasantries, she whirls on her deadly stilettos to face the person closest to her. “ happen to have a light? ” she asks bluntly, prepared to fight if someone dare try and tell her to step outside for her smoke. 

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@juliivn!

    the chains on his secondhand suit jingle magically, like his own personal soundtrack as he strolls at julian’s side, their arms intertwined. he leans his head against his taller boyfriend’s bicep, making a pleased little hum of a sound. “ you’re so dapper, ” he purrs, nuzzling in closer ( though careful not to disturb the three dollar e.l.f. highlight he’s dusted across prominent cheekbones ). “ i’ve changed my mind -- we can stay in corrine bay if every night is neptune night and you get all hot and dressed up for me. ” kit dances his fingertips down julian’s arms until he meets his hand, intertwining it with his own. he’s showing off, a little. it’s only to be expected when he’s on the arm of the most attractive man in the room.

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partytattocs‌!

      “ do you think there’s probably like a burger joint near? “ the blonde questioned to no one in particular as her slim fingers wrapped around a glass half-full with punch, slamming her fingernails of her free hand on the nearest surface before turning her face towards the nearest person “ i’m starving. i want take-out. do you want to get out of here and get something? my treat. i need to get out of here “ adelaide whispered the last phrase almost to herself; feeling completely out of place. “ we can be the fanciest looking people in mcdonalds, think about it. “

    farrah hasn’t exactly ‘ glammed up ’ for the ball and why should she; she didn’t even really want to go. however, her friends were going to be there and adrian was able to convince her to wear a skirt so that counts as something, right? he couldn’t get her to abandon her vans but it was a compromise he’d eventually allowed. “ i think they have food here? ” farrah answers the girl who approaches her with a confused inflection to her voice. “ free food. ” it wasn’t that farrah wanted to be here either but she hadn’t let adrian pluck her eyebrows just to call it quits after only a little under an hour. “ sorry, but free fancy restaurant food beats out mcd’s for me. i think you can leave if you want, though? dip a fry in a mcflurry for me. ”

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adriivn‌!

     it’s been something like hell trying to keep himself from texting skylar a million times a day since they’d made out in his living room. more than once he’s had to thrust his phone into pip’s hands and tell her to hide it from him until the urge passes–or becomes tolerable, at least. because as prone as he is to ignoring social norms and–even more–ignoring what other people want in favor of what he wants, adrian has found within himself a previously unexplored capacity for something akin to maturity and even a half-decent measure of self-restraint. skylar is different than any of the other boys adrian’s ever lusted after, though, and a big part of it, he’s coming to realize, is that it isn’t just lust. maybe not even just infatuation. he’s got a crush, and a big one, and unlike so many others whom adrian has reeled in and then quickly pushed away with his tendency to flake out, he’s begun to realize he doesn’t want that to happen this time. he’s not quite sure what he does want to happen, either–just that he doesn’t want that. in any case, he’s managed only to text him once since then, what he considers to be perfectly reasonable. beyond reasonable, even. he deserves a fucking medal, he thinks, for the amount of self-discipline he’s exercised the last week. so when he sees skylar under the shimmery lights and vogue decor of carina bay’s neptune’s ball, he feels both nervous–nervous!–and jittery with excitement as he approaches him. “hey,” he chirrups modestly, sidling up to the much taller boy and giving him a light nudge with his shoulder. he looks phenomenal, is the thing. of course, he always looks phenomenal, but dressed up the way he is, adrian is absolutely sure skylar could pass for a model in an especially distinguished magazine of some sort. “no kids tonight, huh? i have to admit, i was kind of hoping to see leo all dressed up. you, um…you look really nice, though. i’m glad you came, i wasn’t sure i’d see you here.” ( @illuminction )

    it feels the slightest bit irreverent, to have the same tuxedo on as his wedding day. while not quite the same as if he’d been the one in the dress, it had still felt like an outfit he’d only wear once. dressing it down meant opting out of the high necked button up shirt and instead going for a silky black number that practically didn’t button at all. he left the tuxedo jacket unbuttoned as well and hoped nobody would question him about his attire in any way. getting ready hadn’t been terrible and parting with the kids, while difficult, had gone smoothly thanks to their love for a night with bristol. but now that he’s here, looking at all the glitz and glamour, he feels entirely out of his league. that isn’t helped when he’s joined by adrian who is all sheer fiery red to skylar’s understated black ensemble. sky moves away at the little tap to his shoulder but it’s mostly so that he can stand back to take in and appreciate the details of the other’s outfit. it may not be a pink pvc skirt but it still radiates the same confident energy that intrigued sky in the first place. ( though it was the soft comfort of the oversized knit and the haze of weed that had been the final push skylar had needed to indulge that curiosity. ) “ hey, ” he replies a bit slowly, eyes drifting up from his outfit to adrian’s face. “ leo did dress up. he made sure to put on his prettiest snow white dress to see me out the door. ” sky tugs a bit uncomfortably at his sleeves, choosing to shift his gaze up onto the elaborate decorations just to avoid looking at adrian for too long. “ thanks. i mean, i did actually shower for this so it’s almost as if i have my life together. ” he laughs a bit dryly and lifts a hand to gesture to adrian’s getup. “ kind of pales in comparison to all of this but i’ll take ‘ nice, ’” his toes are angled inwards and he has to resist the urge to fidget, not wanting to scuff one of his only pairs of nice dress shoes. “ uh, yeah, guess it’s not really my scene but bristol offered to stay home and i think starla would kill me if i didn’t go to the ‘ ball ’ so here we are. ” it’s not as awkward as he thinks it could be which is why he’s able to meet adrian’s gaze and nod towards the bar. “ can i get you a drink? ”

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leedamien‌!

damien’s feet move on their own accord, heart in his throat as he trails behind and meets kit by the bar. he’s dripping with charisma, cheekbones and lips highlighted with picture perfect makeup. ‘how beautiful,’ he thinks mindlessly before swallowing back a lump in his throat.

he does exactly as kit asks and slips a loose bill over the counter. his beer has been discarded but he can’t imagine that he’ll have the appetite when his head is spinning. 

damien leans against the counter, fingers carefully unraveling from kit’s own. “do you– come here often? like, i feel like i should’ve noticed you before.” his voice is surprisingly neutral considering how tense he feels.

    it may not be a pledge to spend at least 20 a week on pot but getting this stranger -- damien, kit remembers -- to buy him a drink seems at least to be a gateway for getting him to agree to more things. kit feels effortlessly in control and even flashes a disarming smile at the bartender who peels away to prepare their sangrias. he mirrors damien’s posture, primly posing himself and folding his hands over his trim torso as soon as both are free.

    “ you think i’m that remarkable, do you? that you’d have noticed me if i ever came here? ” kit speaks with a whimsical edge to his voice, lilting and soft. “ how charming. but to answer your question, no. i actually haven’t been to this club before, i don’t think. i’ve only been in town a week or two. ” it may have been longer or shorter than that; kit and julian had no concept of time when it was just the two of them. “ oh pretty! ” declares kit as the drinks are finished and placed in front of him. “ what shall we drink to? ” dainty fingers curl around the glass and he holds it up for a toast of sorts. 

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leedamien‌!

damien: so wait if you didn’t get away with it damien: how did you tie your bowtie???

skylar: i had my mother in law do it skylar: apparently, she’s been tying my father in law’s neckwear since they got married. she even had to tie his before their wedding, bad luck seeing the bride be damned.

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dvscolored‌!

    his suit feels a bit too tight, or at the very least, he feels stuffy. events like these weren’t his scene, but he came to appease his best friend and figured that it’d be good to have a night out. still that didn’t mean he had to do it completely sober. turning over to the person beside him, he pulls his hand out of his pocket revealing a joint. “ you wanna make this night more interesting or are you gonna leave me all by my lonesome ?? ”

    skylar is torn between excited and anxious. it’s been ages since he’s been out at a formal event and he’s getting real ‘prom night’ vibes from the whole ordeal which makes it even stranger to be there alone. asking a date had just seemed wrong but now he was stuck wallflower-ing like it was his job. his eyes flicker over to miles just in time to catch sight of the joint tucked away in his pocket. “ ah, ” he half laughs, cheeks tinting a little pink. “ ordinarily, i’d say let’s do it, but the last time i took a few hits, the whole night got a bit... too wild. ”

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dvscolored‌!

    standing against a wall, she’s nursing a sprite, just watching the crowds move in and out. “ god, have you noticed how fake people get at these things ?? i saw that woman –, ” she pauses to nod over at a tall blonde greeting a shorter redhead with a tight hug, “ yelling at that same friend three days ago. she said that her tits were fake and that she, like, fucked her husband and now they’re all buddy buddy. funny how life works like that, huh ? ”

    “ guess she’s employing that keep your friends close but your enemies closer bullshit. personally, i think that sounds exhausting and utterly useless. i mean, why waste the fucking energy playing nice when you could just be blunt, say what you really feel, and not have to act like you care? ” she turns an especially scrutinizing gaze onto the redhead returning the hug. “ why would you hug some girl who is literally screwing your husband? that’s so pathetic. ” her own drink is definitely not sprite but no one really needs to know and she raises it to wine red lips with a scoff.

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leedamien‌:

( sms  → ??? )

damien: so black tie or black bowtie? damien: i can’t tie a bowtie though so you’d have to help me

skylar: truthfully? i can’t tie either skylar: i would’ve used one of those clip-on ones for my wedding if i thought i could get away with it