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Calla’s eyes widened as she registered who she’d grabbed onto and out of everyone it had to be her newly selected fake girlfriend. “You know…you can call me Calla. Everyone calls me Calla,” she looked at the girl in front of her, eyes brightly dancing under the lowed lighting. “Or…uhm, Callista’s fine to. If you–” she cut herself off, willing herself to slip into her vixen persona. “It’s kinda hot when you say at, actually”. Calla bit her lip. Was this how these things were supposed to go? She didn’t really know? Was it pathetic that she was getting a fake girlfriend before actually having a real one? Despite her obvious intoxication, she found herself yearning for another drink. “You’re Nancy, right? Like as in Drew?” she mentally scolded herself to do better. “Yeah, yeah, for sure, sound good. I mean, I don’t really know that we need a meeting, I mean we’re just talking like photo ops or whatever,” she said more confidently than she felt. She did the only thing she could do when she was caught feeling less like her persona: play the part. And with this girl, at least it wouldn’t be hard. Maybe she’d even get a hook-up out of it. “I’ve been stuck with worst people calling me babe,” she remarked. Her eyebrows raised despite herself at the hip flask. “You know they have, like, a bar here, right?”

“ oh, is it? ” nancy arched a brow, a mere ounce of confidence pushing her forwards into adopting a more flirtatious front. best get used to it, she thought. of course, the publicity deal was the only reason she’d ever want to flirt right now. obviously. “ well then, callista, i’m excited to be doing business with you. ”

she spared a second to appreciate the way she was being led around the floor. she’d usually find it quite awkward to dance like this with someone - unless she was heavily drunk, of course - but this was different, somehow. more playful than uncomfortable, she supposed. 

she rolled her eyes, willing back a smile. “ oh, yeah. exactly like nancy drew. like i haven’t heard that one before. ” confused at the girl’s remark, she followed her gaze towards the flask in her own hands, before realization dawned on her. “ oh. yeah, this is my own special concoction. much, much alcohol. gets you drunk fast. wanna try? ” she didn’t bother awaiting a response before lifting the container to calla’s mouth.

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“stuffy,” he admitted with a chuckle, lighting up his cigarette. “i just come here for the free food,” he said with a wink, pressing the pink lighter back into her hands.

nancy wrinkled her nose at the thought and hesitated, before sparking a cigarette of her own. she held it up as if in celebration before letting it rest between her lips. she snorted. “ that’s understandable. ” she murmured. it was as she was taking a puff that she did a double take on the man beside her, letting the stick fall from her mouth to the ground. “ oh shit, you’re that actor! ”

her grin faltered when she glanced down at the now soggy cigarette. she glanced up again and with a smile growing on her face once more, snagged the one from dave’s lips and took a drag. “ what? it’s not like you can’t afford it. ”

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a mixture of shock and relief stirred within nancy as she found herself being grabbed and all but dragged onto the dancefloor - she’d lost who she’d been hanging out with previously about five minutes ago and had been wandering aimlessly for the past two. the comfort she’d just gained crashed onto the floor when she met the girl’s gaze and recognized her, though. she felt herself flushing hotter than she’d already been among the dozens of sweaty bodies around her, and she knew it was visible on her cheeks. 

“ callista, ” she confirmed, more to herself than to the girl before her. she could barely decipher what the actress was saying above the music, but her racing train of thought wouldn’t have likely allowed her to pay much attention, anyway. “ you . . . we have um, a meeting on wednesday, regarding that whole . . . ” she swallowed, “ arrangement management decided on. ” god, pull yourself together, nancy. she hastily slipped out her hip-flask and took a swig of liquor, too caught up in her thoughts to even wince at the taste. reluctantly, she wove her arms around calla and smiled. “ i guess you’re stuck with me, babe. ”

Once she’d done enough shots to make herself “interesting”, Calla was much more at ease walking through the party and mingling. The one downfall was that this drunk, it was hard to decipher which people she was trying desperately to avoid. It was crowded now, crammed with hot bodies and the intoxication made it even hotter. Making her ways towards the door outside, she stops herself. Through the haze she sees her worst nightmare: Kylie Jenner making her ways towards her in the crowd. Unwilling to have to do the proper thing and speak, since their families were so close, she grabbed the closest person to her. “Uhm, let’s dance,” she said, dragging them towards the floor and positioning them so they hid her frame and moving easily to the beat. “I know what you’re thinking,” she said, still scanning the perimeter, “and no I don’t have any movement skills, yes I do look a little like a snake being a electrocuted but it’s only because I can only dance choreographed; I really need someone to tell me what to do with these limbs. But it’s okay because I’m hot enough to make it work,” she said, the ramblings flowing easily as her eyes finally landed on the person she’d dragged with her. 

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nancy hadn’t so much as set foot inside the mansion yet, alive with booming music and bright lights which cascaded through floor-length windows onto the street below. she’d been lingering on the path leading up to the front door, taking a moment to check her lipstick in a compact and swig from a bedazzled hip-flask she’d been bringing to parties for months now. upon the sound of a quiet voice beside her, nancy lifted her head. it took a moment for the question to process, during which she stared blankly at the man beside her. 

“ oh, right! ” and with that, she fished in her bag for the lighter she’d brought with her, a pink one with the playboy symbol decorating its case. she offered a tiny smile. “ what’s it like in there? ”

the cool air stung dave’s cheeks as he fished a cigarette out of his pockets. the pulse of the party’s music was faint on the busy l.a. street. turning to the figure illuminated next to him, he extended his cigarette. “got a light?” said, yawning lazily. 

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↷ ･:*:･ﾟ☆ ( lana condor. twenty-one. cisfemale. she/her ) ↷ ( nancy lu ) has been spotted by the paparazzi in los angeles. they are a ( c ) list celebrity known for their career as a ( model ). they’re known by their fans to be ( bold, devoted & shrewd ) but the tabloids frequently portray them to be ( impudent, eccentric & reckless ) . i wish them every success in the entertainment industry. ( rose. 19. gmt. she/her ) ･:*:･ﾟ☆

hi it’s rose!! i’d like to apologize for being so damn late to the party. i’ve been offline for a few days to focus on some stuff that was going on in my life but now, we’re all good. i can’t wait to meet u all, please plot w me!!

MEET NANCY. (tw: mention of drug abuse!)

nancy lu was born into a vietnamese-american family in sacramento, california and raised alongside an older half-brother. despite her parents’ financial struggles through life, her father had his big break mere months before nancy’s birth, landing an impressive job at a large law firm. her father a lawyer, her mother a rising screenwriter, nancy and her siblings were enabled a life of modest luxury their parents had never anticipated but taught their children to embrace humbly.

an aspiring writer and model, nancy lu quickly found herself to be in one of the best states for employment possibilities and bagged her first modelling job aged fifteen. her passion for writing continued in the background as nancy landed modelling job after modelling job, prompted enthusiastically by her mother and father to keep the spark alive; ‘one day, you’ll see novels by nancy lu flying off the shelves!’, they’d say. nancy would brush these remarks off, though her heart would race at the thought.

upon her parents’ insistence, nancy underwent private education whereby a lot of her personality today was formed. mingling amongst people she hadn’t been surrounded by before and having been raised in a relatively strict household, nancy grabbed the opportunity to ‘experiment’ with both hands. throughout her education, she mastered the art of tight-roping the line between having fun and being expelled. fortunately, her older brother aided her in controlling these habits and quickly became her go-to for issues she wouldn’t dare discuss with anyone else.

there were plenty of times nancy had encountered people who took great entertainment in mocking her for her career in modelling, which only taught nancy to become more brazen and determined. there had been a handful of times her parents had received calls to discuss her ‘increasing dismissal of conduct’, but nancy would weave around these claims with ease, maintaining her parents’ almost unblemished perception of her.

now twenty-one, nancy makes a living off her modelling career, her motivation to write long abandoned. perhaps dedicating more attention to this aspiration might have spared her of some of her less favourable traits, but nonetheless, she does not intend to put pen to paper any time soon.

perhaps surprisingly, nancy maintained a close relationship with her older brother up until the day he left for the uk. she didn’t take this change well, and nancy begun to adopt some of her high school drug habits. she does her best to keep this side of her out of the press, though there is always a reporter somewhere nearby when you’re a big name on the rise in LA, and nancy has been taking some pretty big modelling deals lately.

she can be  → bold, devoted, shrewd, creative, audacious

but, unfortunately, also  →  impudent, eccentric, reckless, perverse, capricious 

i intend to write up an updated a more in-depth bio at some point but rn i just wanna plot!! thank u for reading, u angels!! 

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Lana Condor for Valfré (2016)