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effervcscentx:
emotional and mental turmoil isn’t unknown to the actor, elijah having their own fair share of negative memories — especially those including parental figures and navigating real life by their lonesome. “ i highly doubt you’re going to ruin your entire life. ” words aren’t sarcastic, shockingly filled with comfort and a soft tone as orbs focus in on the aspen femme. despite a carefree attitude, there’s a tenderness that resides through his body, constantly wanting to make sure individuals weren’t stuck in their own minds after enduring it themself for years. “ my old therapist used to tell me to not worry until there’s something to actually worry about. ” lips connect with the top of the beer bottle, taking a sip before shrugging their shoulder. “ deep conversations are overrated — tell me the first thing that pops into your head and we’ll go from there. right — now, ” finger snaps towards the blonde, smirk on lips.
of course audrey wanted to talk to somebody but opening up just seemed like burderning others and pouring her heart out to them was beyond unfair . her unrelenting need to keep things bottled up meant she was also incapable of just loosening the cork without the bottle exploding . “ perhaps it’s this life that i don’t want and that’s why i’m ruining it , “ she shrugs thoughtfully as she moves the glass , liquid moving around freer than she had ever been . she listens to their advice , a therapist something her parents would most certainly never allow , frowned upon as some demonic force that would poison your mind as if her thoughts weren’t already more toxic than any substance . she pauses at his question and then suddenly , “ i honestly can’t stop thinking about those hotdog vans . i haven’t been to one of them in ... well , ever . just imagining walking down the street and casually getting a hot dog for a few dollars off god knows who without some strange person putting it on an online blog or questioning you , “ she’s saying , eyes widening with estranged pattern for something so ... normal . that was the thing about her life , though , in washington it had never been normal and she had worked entirely too hard to maintain this uptight , perfect image even when she moved .
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sweetncthingss:
“if the worlds already seen everything you have to offer then what’s the point in stressing anyway?” she answered in return as she thought over the question the other had offered. in her eyes, if you had already dealt your hand then whether it was a winning one or not there was no changing the outcome now, it would be easier to just deal with what was already out there. “the world will pick and chose what it takes regardless of what you offer it. you just have to learn to stop fighting everyone and contradict them instead.”
it’s strange that it’s ophelia who seems to get through to her , if only a little . so many times she’s totally unable to hear the words of others for what they are , her standards hiked so high . perhaps it’s because the two aren’t close and don’t have any deep concept of one another that she manages a sigh in the moment , “ i suppose that’s true . opinions are like arseholes , everyone has one , “ and most were wrong , including her own . “ thanks , ophelia . “
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rxscss:
a late night text from audrey aspen was the last thing he expected. and sure, he was merely teasing when he asked if she wanted to bang, but when hollywood’s most notorious, up tight, virgin gave him the thumbs up, he practically jetted over to her house. he was trying to be better, he really was. but an offer like that was once in a life time, something he couldn’t possibly pass up. besides, it would simply be him doing a friend a favor, right? knuckles barely make contact with the front door before the petite blonde is yanking him inside the house and pushing him down on the couch. “who says i’m not a good boy?” he asked with a raise of his brow, looking up at her with a grin as hands found a home against her hips, giving them a squeeze as he felt her lips near his ear, head falling back against the back of the couch as he let out a low laugh. “easy tiger.” he said, hands moving down from her hips to the back of her thighs. “we’re a few minutes away from midnight, and if i fuck you, it’s gonna be on the lords day.”
it was one thing to arrange to have sex with johnny but his mannerisms were still incredibly annoying and it was hard for her not to revert to slapping his hand & telling him to stop being so stupid . “ sorry , i had no idea you were so strict about how you wanted things , “ she says , leaning back from where she sat on top of him , her fingertips trailing to rest of his shoulders as she looked at him , no comment added about whether or not he had shown he was a good or bad boy . she was sure that everyone knew well enough exactly what he was like and even if audrey had thought there was something beneath it all , that wasn’t on her mind right now . she climbs off of him and walks towards the little corner set up with her drinks trolley , pouring a vast amount of spirits into the tumbler and then adding some mixer , shaking vigorously . she’s focused on that , comments making their way out absent mindedly , “ so this is your fantasy of me , then ? ruining the holy day ... kind of predictable , kennedy . i suppose nobody said you were inventive , just a whore , “ there’s humour beneath her tone , not shaming him as she lines up the glasses to pour her concoction .
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delvedinto:
ever - shifting schedules left them on separate tangents half the time , pulling selves in different directions than towards one another. bumping into audrey in the street wasn’t on the dancer’s bucket list for today , not expecting to see her for at least another few days , but she’s delighted to entertain the blonde with her presence. usual dramatics seem to fall from femme’s lips causing mahogany optics to roll theatrically , hands prepared to provide a standing ovation like she’s about to walk on stage & receive an academy award. interest peaks at her cut - off , laminated brows raising with curiosity. “ what doesn’t matter ? you can’t leave me on a cliffhanger like that. “ whine’s present in timbre , dumping self down on the floor beside scattered belongings in attempt to help assort them into vague piles.
she does actually seem to take pause in her ranting , words that came quick fire seeming to end suddenly as items tumble onto forsaken silk sheets , slipping aside . her mind goes blank , a momentary lapse as she wraps her arms around herself as if it’s some form of comfort but she hadn’t felt comforted by anything in quite some time . “ i was busy , “ she finally surmises and to be quite frank , that was true ... the moments and memories blur together and slip out of her fractured mind despite her attempts to focus . “ i slept with johnny , “ the confession quick and chaste , gaze averting away ... there’s a reason she’s announcing it , her hopes of reputation damaging information being frowned upon by all . another form of punishment that would be no greater than the way she took the metaphorical belt to her own back on a daily basis .
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confusion covered her like a blanket, mind trying to understand the nature of the invite, and the urgency behind it. despite internally questioning, footsteps are swift, moving at a quick pace until she’s standing in front of the numbered door, hand reaching out to knock twice and loud. invite hollered, causing pandora to enter the room with ease, chocolate optics landing on the blonde situated on the bed with little to no greeting. “ hi. ” own voice fills the silence, although audrey is soon filling it with endless words; features contort, brows furrowing at the knowledge of her vacation within seb’s home, but comments withheld as she closes the distance between them. “ okay? should i be worried? is this like — easy to fix crisis or we need to hide a body crisis? ”
audrey was remarkably awful in saying what she meant , her public image the epitome of transparency because the woman did no wrong but just beneath the surface , things stirred away . “ there’s no body to hide ... “ except maybe her own , if she could hide what she’d done with herself , to herself , she’d like that a lot . pristine fingernails mess with threads of her long sleeved shirt , “ i don’t think it’s anything to fix . it’s just all wrong ... i don’t know how to make things right . i just started talking to seb after all this time and he invited me to stay at his house but i know he just feels sorry for me ... i’m pathetic . “
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anxiety drips off her like melting snow under hot sun rays, elijah witnessing it the moment eyes connected with hers. “ deep thought. ” they comment with a teasing tone, pushing a freshly made cocktail towards her, perhaps something for the nerves she’s experiencing. comfort he could do, but advice and deep conversations caused an uncomfortable tug within their stomach, worried their words wouldn’t match tone or own incapability to be seen as serious between lines. shoulder shrugs, allowing the question to settle before finally answering. “ i don’t got any complaints, and you? — you wanna talk about it?” brow arches, ears at the ready to dissolve rant.
she takes the alcohol , absence of a tiny umbrella noted , it might have lightened the mood . even so , she was not the type of person to pour her heart out to anyone even if they were close to her so they would be spared this time . a small smile tugs on her lips and it is offered with warmth , underlined care because she always seems more concerned about all those that surround her than her own decline in rational thought . “ just the normal afterparty thoughts like , am i about to ruin my entire life ? “ she asks rhetorically , the glass reaching her lips as she takes a sip , “ but i’m glad that you’re doing well and thank you for asking about me . i wish i had something more interesting to say ... i always do . “
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connecting with ... johnny ( @rxscss )
to audrey , there was almost nothing more despicable than johnny kennedy and the way that he managed to treat almost anyone that came into contact with him . she was sure that each soul sucking fling that he had just added to the depth of the emptiness inside of him but right now she was all out of prayers , hope ... whatever else she had pretended to hold in her heart beforee to keep her warm . something despicable was exactly what she needed to shatter her good girl reputation once and for all , to free her from her own perceptions & everyone else’s . the text messages were enough and as soon as she opened the door , she yanked him inside , unusually forward for a girl that was meant to be a picturesque , porcelain virgin . guidance rough , she pushes him down on the couch in her living room , curtains of pinterest-esque home wide open , skirt and bralet on as blonde curls spill , taking a seat on his lap , his body between her thighs , “ hm , you came . here i thought you were meant to be a good boy these days , “ she leans in , lips near to his ear , breath warm , “ do you want to see me get on my knees and say my prayers ? “
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connecting with . . . florence ( @delvedinto )
she felt like she hadn’t seen florence in forever . perhaps it had been a lifetime since she had seemed to be in the same circles ( or even on the same planet as other people ) . a strange erratic period seemed to have came to sudden fruition in her life and she was hardly through the door of her own home with the suitcase and bag that she had packed upon leaving seveal weeks ago , words spilling hopelessly from her lips , “ and i need to unpack all of these things and get started on a new press release for my latest client . total disaster ! i can’t believe it ... and i missed micah and maiya’s birthday because i was ... well that doesn’t matter , “ swatting thoughts away , bag unzips and belongings clatter to the ground and all over the bed , a zone of chaos forming .
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johnny: are we banging yes or no?
audrey: 👍
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sweetncthingss:
the question was one that she’d answered more times than she could count at this point in her career. she’d made most of her living working under the eye of someone else. picked and pulled apart. there had been gossip on her hair, her weight, what she wore and the company she kept. it was a lot and eventually she had just learnt to tune it all out - there hadn’t really been any other choice in the matter. “i think i learnt a long time ago which parts of me to give to the world and which parts i had total control over, i don’t worry because i control the narrative, anything else i just…simply ignore. i’ve been doing it long enough.”
audrey had always been viewed as someone with a strong backbone . she was able to get through hardship , whenever things had span out of control for her peers then she was there to hold a beacon of hope , of light ... yet there was none inside of her . she nods in response to the others words but they don’t sink in , they only sit skin deep on her . two beautiful women standing on the cusp of greatness but audrey doesn’t see anything more than the gaping hole inside her own heart . “ and if there’s nothing more of yourself than what the world has already seen ? “ she’s asking . it’s unfair to want someone else to answer something so heavy for her , she knows that nothing will really change how she feels , the existential questions that swirl around in her brain without answer nor respite tiring .
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connecting with . . . pandora ( @effervcscentx )
in recent months audrey’s world had began to spin off of its axis , earlier interactions with florence and micah the tip of metaphorical iceberg . she was the kind of person who allowed things to eat her alive and when the banquet began then she’d eat her own heart out before she was able to spill out what was haunting her to anyone else ... not a fear of weakness as much as the depth of her repression & depression . when she had invited pandora to the hotel room , it was unclear why she was there to begin with and after door is slid open and she sits on the edge of crisply made bed , gaze averting to the window before back to pretty features . “ i needed to get away from home ... and i was staying at seb’s but i can’t stay there anymore ... and you can’t tell anyone about this . ever . “
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johnny: are u gonna ask me to fake bang you again?
johnny: because i don't leave my house at this ungodly hour for something that isn't the real deal.
audrey: well, we can just sit around and text instead if you want? maybe i can send you some prayers...
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johnny: i like where this is going.
johnny: continue...
audrey: come over
audrey: [ location pin ]
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calling . . . ophelia ( @sweetncthingss )
fingertips tracing the edges of designer sunglasses , the sun was shining brightly and with her parents in town , audrey was certain this was the perfect time to poison the well . she wouldn’t ever literally kill somebody but she certainly was about to give them the shock of their lives and her anxiety was sky high ... yet , it seemed that she was set on destruction in one sense . spotting ophelia nearby , she slides the glasses off , “ how do you stop worrying how the world will see you ? “
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