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You never forget your first real relationship. You never forget the first chaste kisses shared in the bask of the sunset, the first time you allowed yourself to entangle yourselves intimately in affection on ruffled sheets, or the first time you speak in hushed tones the words that forever change your relationship. Blue was young and naive - he wasn’t ready. But for Alice - he wanted to make an exception. The break-down of their relationship had shaken the blond for years afterwards, afraid to commit to anyone else in fear of losing them. He didn’t know whether he hated Alice for the way things ended, or the pain was so prominent that he simply mourned a universe where things could have been different. Even one where they could still consider each other friends. Since their tumultuous relationship late in high school, the two had split at the fork of what their futures entailed. Alice was far more in tune with her own desires, and frequented the scenes that were once familiar to Blue when they were together. Now, Blue was a stranger to it all - even a single beer an oddity to the blond who’d invested nearly all his time these days into upholding an athletic scholarship. As Alice swung her legs back and forth on the wall, Blue felt his breath caught in his throat as the other breathed a cloud of smoke in his direction. His eyebrows furrowed. “They have apps for that now, and you’re probably not gonna lose a kidney if you look in the wrong direction” Blue said curtly, his eyes scanning the other. It had been so… long. He felt his heart anchor in his chest as he investigated the lines and curves of a girl he used to know. It was confronting for him to be in the face of both a crucial part of his history.. and a stranger. At the mention of dolphins, Blue instinctively took a step back, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Dolphins are also assholes.” He didn’t know what to make of this exchange. To Blue, it felt like the other only just registered his existence in her memory. He didn’t know if he was glad, or if he was hurt by this idea. Although they clearly were no longer together after everything that had happened, Blue couldn’t help but feel the wound that had taken years to sew back together lose a stitch. “Tragically, we live on earth. Here. Time only works one way here. Unless you’re talking about the herb then obviously that’s different…” Blue rambled off nervously, suddenly unable to meet the other’s eye. He didn’t know what he was doing here. And he didn’t know how much longer he could handle facing the first person… only person to break his heart.  

Alice awkwardly shuffled slightly in the place that she was sitting- she wasn’t used to this, used to not being completely comfortable around someone and that was how it always felt with Blue, ever since the breakdown of their relationship- the only real one she had ever had, one with an actual label where they were supposed to be loyal and love one another but things had gone wrong with them, like two atoms meeting and completely colliding, destroying everything in it’s wake with them. She had remembered the apathy she had felt after the breakup, the burning loneliness that seemed to rip through more harshly, like a fire raging through a city. Eventually she had smiled again, learned to cloud through the pain but standing in front of her, she felt like she had didn’t even know the male she had once called her own; he seemed like an entirely different person now, nothing like they had been when they were together and it felt like Alice was still stuck there, doing the same things- he had found a way to move on but she hadn’t, she’d just remained in this constant time loop. “Look, I’m just saying that it isn’t safe for a girl like me out there.” Shrugging her shoulders, trying to ignore the constant fidgeting in her knee and the urge to move, just shake away the awkwardness she was currently feeling just by being near him, speaking with him. Funny how things could change so rapidly, she had felt comfort with him once and now she just felt... despondence, not sure how to react, how was she supposed to act? That was something she hadn’t quite figured out yet, she’d never reacted like normal people; she either felt nothing or entirely too much. “Excuse me but dolphins are the JC’s of the sea, they live to protect and be angelic.” Alice said seriously, shocked that someone could think such a thing about the creatures she considered to be so beautiful and ethereal. Clearing her throat, nodding her head slowly, tapping her fingers along the cement wall as she glanced around, was she supposed to be mad? She wasn’t too sure? Sad? Perhaps, everything just felt odd being so close to him, speaking to him again. “Well I mean, that’s what the matrix want you to believe but like I said, time is merely a man mad concept.”

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antoine didn’t like going in overly crowded places, and he especially hated bars. if most of his business didn’t come from drunken, stupid decisions, he wouldn’t make the trip. and this was, despite everything going on, just another night on the st ettienne campus. when he heard a voice beside him, and the mention of the word orgasm, he turned his head, his brow furrowing in confusion. “sorry?” but it’s after he’s said that that it registers in his head. “it doesn’t feel like that to me. it’s less like an orgasm and more like…fucking…disgusting.” 

Clicking her tongue as Alice focused her attention on the male next to her. “You clearly aren’t drinking the right stuff.” She teased gently, leaning forward slightly and sending him a coy smile. Alice always enjoyed teasing people, especially when it was just in playful jest. “I mean if you order the first drink, it’s basically like an orgasm.” She giggled, signalling for the bartender to take her order. “Two screaming orgasms; one for me and one for my friend here.” She said seriously, smiling brightly at the male. “This will make your day instantly better.”

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it’s safe to say the apartment had seen better days. however it’s current state wasn’t something at the forefront of his mind. he had been sat at the island for a few hours now, papers, a passport, and his laptop were all within arms reach. it’s the knock at the door that rips him from his thoughts. mossy optics immediately land on the door, but no. it wasn’t as a moment later alice’s all too familiar call came out to him. “je viens, attends une seconde!” he calls back to her as he shuts the mac-book and takes the few strides to open the door.  “vin et pilules?” he parrots the words back to her as his gaze drops towards her hands. slendor frame only leans against the door way long enough to look before he steps aside to let her in. “is this regular night or special occasion?” 

Alice laughed softly beneath her breath when Sam finally opened the door and Alice reached up, cupping his jaw gently. “Je livre toujours, amant.“ She laughed softly as she stepped into his room, automatically making herself at home as she held up the bottle of wine. “Not as good as the stuff at home but it’s cheap and it’s get you drunk quickly.” Alice chuckled before falling down onto his bed and grinning brightly at him as she started unwrapping the foil around the wine bottle. “I plan on getting royally messed up this evening and I am hoping you will join me? On peut se faire tard.“ Alice laughed as she threw the foil to the floor and grinned up at Sam. “Please don’t tell me you’re not in the mood because I won’t take no for an answer.”

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snapping his finger back, just as playfully, as if she were about to steal his finger. “is it an insult if it’s true?” he asked with a slight shrug of his shoulders, shooting the girl in his passenger seat with a smile, hopefully, before his comment could be misconstrued for arrogance. “give yourself a little more credit,” mimicking her seriousness. she was here, so she had to of being doing a decent enough job with caring for herself. “today? so you don’t find me charming everyday?” his brows raised slightly, his eyes glancing over toward her before pressing his foot on the accelerator and zipping out of the parking area. the car going from what seemed like zero to a hundred. chocking back laughter, “illuminating?” he managed to get out. “something tells me if someone actually pulled out ‘you look illuminating’ to you, you’d roast them for…life.” shaking his head at her, eyes locked on the road for perhaps the first time since he started the car. 

Chuckling lowly as she continued to make herself comfortable in Edward’s car. If there was one ability that Alice had, it was making herself at ease around anyone around her and making that person feel like they had been good friends for years. “Gotta live outside that comfort zone Eddy,” she teased gently, leaning over and nudging him playfully. “I mean how do you know there isn’t something more out there if you don’t go searching?” She pointed out softly, something she often argued with herself- believing that she hadn’t explored enough of the world yet to truly know it. “I never find anyone charming.” She giggled softly, sticking a finger in her mouth and playfully sucking on it for a moment as she laughed softly. “It takes a lot to charm me.” Which was an absolute lie, she often felt like she connected with people far too easily, got attached too easily. Still drumming her fingers on the dashboard as she sighed dramatically. “I’d take my clothes off and sleep with someone else if I got called illuminating.” She giggled softly, sending him another playful wink.

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After hearing the news of Daisey’s disappearance, Max naturally found his way onto the track. It was all he could do to keep himself from screaming. Sweat beaded at his brow, and he knew he was pushing it, but the ache in his muscles was a welcome distraction from the ache in his heart. They’ll find her, they’ll find her, he repeated the words to himself like a mantra, over and over and over again until the buzz of sound in his mind stopped sounding like actual words. When it felt like his knees were on the brink of giving out, he finally came to a stop, and just in time for old foster sister ( Roommate ? Friend ? Associate ? In truth, he didn’t know WHAT to call Alice Derauge. ) to saunter up to him. Her words felt distant. Dinner ? Penis ? What was she — OH ! “ Right ! That was … a thing, ” he rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. “ I guess in all the … excitement … over the past couple days, I totally forgot. Um — ! Sure, yeah. May as well, right ? If I had to guess, I’d say we’ll head over around 7-ish ? That good ? ” Any other day he would have joked with her about her father, but today it just … wasn’t in him. 

There had been a brief time when Alice’s father had first dragged the girl to the states where he hadn’t been able to deal with the pressures of being a single parents and she had live with Max’s family for a brief time as an unofficial foster child- the two women showing her more nurturing in the brief months she stayed with him compared to what she had gotten most her life from her parents. “Well it wasn’t really a thing but I’d like to see the moms too.” Shrugging her shoulders as she studied Max for a moment, he seemed distant, not his usual joking self; was it all tied into Daisey? She knew of their history and how it must be affecting him. “Besides it’d be good to take your mind off school and such for a short while, listening to my dad drone on about his wife and how perfect life is now.” Openly rolling her eyes at the thought but hoping that an evening with her self-involved father might make Max smile slightly. “I mean I know that he would love to see you too and discuss, once again, how sports is really just another form of art.”

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Alice would be lying if she wasn’t slightly off in her own little world once the news of Daisey being missing had broken out and all the questions they seemed to have for everyone, including Alice, herself. Whistling softly beneath her breath as she continued walking through the now familiar halls of the college, stopping when she caught sight of someone familiar, someone she hadn’t seen since the party and admittedly, hadn’t wanted to see them. “Oh you know, just answering police questions and stuff.” Alice answered stiffly, trying to look everywhere but Blue as she shoved her hand awkwardly into her jacket. “Nothing but an ordinary day for me.” She chuckled, shuffling awkwardly on her feet and glancing around before staring at the video, quirking an eyebrow as she eyed Blue with a questionable expression written over her usual jovial features. “A girl is missing and you’re worried about a movie trailer?” She questioned, crossing her arms defensively over her chest.

it had nearly been a whole day since daisey rutherford was reported as missing. the entire town had been suspended in a breath they’d yet to exhale, and the blond was not immune to the stirring of something unfamiliar in the pit of his stomach. was it confusion ? was it fear ? was it… guilt ? either way, blue hawthorne looked forlorn as he sat upon a bench running through the st etienne quad, his gym attire pristine. his phone teetered precariously on his knee as his eyes swept a lethargic corner of campus - with nothing but blank faces to see. it wasn’t long until a passerby saw the usually jovial footballer staring into space, and immediately blue painted on a facade of a smile as he greeted them. “how are you ?” he asked sincerely, his eyes revealing what his lips concealed. blue wanted to pretend he was alright. he wanted to pretend it didn’t affect him. he wanted to pretend he was stronger than this. but his dejected exterior spoke his mind for him, and immediately blue knew he couldn’t hide the truth. “i won’t lie to you… it’s been a rough day,” blue paused, before grabbing his phone and displaying it to the other. “look what they did to my boy.”

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“a stripper pole? alright, i know what you’re going for, now.” thalia laughed, even though it was obvious that alice was being serious. she just found the other girl funny and honest in a way most people weren’t. “you know what? fair. maybe i should take a page from your book.” she thought that only wanting that much was probably worth it, in the grand scheme of things. “yeah, that was really gross and i tried to stop you but… sometimes you just have to let the toddler touch the iron. let icarus fly too close to the sun.” thalia took alice’s hand and began to make the way back towards her apartment, swinging their hands without a care. 

“I’m just saying that things are always way more interesting when there is a stripper pole.” Shrugging her shoulders as Alice continued to walk with Thalia. She’d have many a fun nights spinning around one at a nightclub, something that had inspired her to be a go-go dancer at one point. Laughing softly. “It seemed like a really good idea at the time, plus it was the only food I had and it felt like a really good combination.” Still laughing at the rather gross memory of that food concoction and how sick it had made her. Flicking her auburn locks over her hair and sighing. “I mean I love cheetos, melted cheese and fruit loops- just not together.”

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lucy is pulled from her work — the meticulous wrapping of crystals that she intends to pass out amongst her loved ones in the coming days, which is very much needed at a time like this — when she hears alice approaching her with complaints of sweating. which, again, not much else she could ever expect from alice. the conversation quickly switches to something more serious and directly up lucy’s own alley, though. her aura. “your aura doesn’t usually change colors, per say. besides, green auras are good. it’s a healer’s color — not that it matters, because yours is  still very much red. it’s just… cloudy.” lucy notes, studying alice carefully for a moment before motioning to the chair in front of her as a silent offer for her to take a seat. after another moment of brief deliberation, she sets aside the celestite she was wrapping for lennon to dig a new crystal from her bag, one for alice. “your aura is like your energy’s skin, see. sometimes you need to cleanse it or it gets murky… weaker. this is a moonstone, good for balance and harmony. you can wear it, but you have to manifest some intention for it to cling onto. taking a walk in the rain wouldn’t hurt, either.” 

Alice sighed dramatically at her words, nodding her head- though she was convinced that her color had changed dramatically since everything that had happened at the party and most importantly what she had noticed but she couldn’t talk about that right now. “I feel like my red has fallen to like a dull pink.” She muttered, tugging at the sleeves of her leather jacket and sighing sadly. Perhaps this was just deflecting how she truly felt about the whole thing, what had happened and the small part she may have played it all and how the Police could come banging on her door at any moment. Taking the crystal and staring down at it, gripping it tightly in her hand before shoving it into her jacket pocket. “Like naked? I could totally be down for that, it would actually be quite refreshing if I’m being honest.” She confessed, liking the idea of dancing in the rain. “Do I like have to pray my chakra or anything else?”

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brows furrow at just the sound of it, but she doesn’t question anything. tommy two-teeth was a great entertainer, especially if you were already somewhat tipsy and patient enough to sit through the babbling. “woah, hey! every single fucking bomb? shit, nah, haven’t heard that one yet, but.. it sounds fucking promising.” she turns to look at the other, a small, barely visible smirk on her face. “okay. get to your feet, miss duchess. we’ve got places to be.” 

Alice nodded her head as she smiled brightly at Margot as she happily took her hand and began dragging her towards their location. “It’s a very interesting conversation.” She admitted. “But we were like six tequila shots deep that night so you have to have a strong stomach to be ready for it.” She chuckled lowly. Swinging their hands between this as she whistled lowly. “You know I remember this one time right, I was like thirteen, I had just lost my virginity and I remember telling this person in the bar and she was older than me and I couldn’t help but wonder, damn.. will I one day be the middle aged woman that those kids tell the story to, am I right?”

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Adjusting the see through lace top over her leather jacket as she let out a sigh, her eyes flitting around until she spotted the person she was looking for and waltzed over happily to Lucy, falling in the seat across from him, blowing the loose strands of auburn hair from her made up face. “Girl, I literally have the worst boob sweatage, my god.” She said, shuffling the lace top once more and regretting wearing the corset style brassiere beneath it all. “Totally not what I’m here to talk to you about though,” she added as she finally got herself comfortable in her clothing and smiling brightly at the brunette. “I totally feel like my aura is just totally out of whack with everything that is happening around campus since the party, I have a room in that house and everything.. Is my aura still red?” She asked desperately, gripping the table as she leaned forward slightly. “Because right now she feels like a deep sea green.”

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@oflcnnons

Waltzing through the crowded coffee store, clutching the black coffee in her hand and holding the muffin in her other as she smiled at a few people- that little secret smile that enticed so many people, that she was hiding something only she knew the answer too. Glancing around at the crowded store, letting out a breathe before recognizing someone that looked vaguely familiar as she walked up to them. “Hey l' amour,” she drawled out as she took the available seat across from her, offering her that same charming smile she used on everyone around her, though not as a manipulation tactic, just her natural persona. “Hope you don’t mind if I sit here, literally no where else to seat and my stomach is dying for this muffin and coffee like right now.” She stated, taking a long sip of the burning coffee before pulling out the blueberry muffin. “We can go halfies if you’d like?”

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“Hey, that chili is pretty good. Sometimes at least. I suppose it’s more like a hit or miss. – Oh!” A super sticky bar top and a man with two teeth? He knew exactly which bar she was talking about.  “The one with Tommy! Yeah, I love that place.” Honestly, he just loved bars in general. An eyebrow was raised at her words, followed by a chuckle. “Wait, that’s your number? I’ve been wondering who’s it was.” He finally took a drag of his own cigarette. Jill had this habit of talking too much sometimes, which sometimes ended in him lighting a cigarette and letting it burn until there was almost nothing left. Like this instance. “Yeah, one sec.” he placed it in an ashtray on top of a trash bin before making his way to her. “Have you ever been to that one bar that’s right next to the train tracks? It’s literally in the middle of nowhere but I heard they have ‘drinking races’. Whoever loses has to pay for the winner’s drinks or something.” 

Chuckling lowly at his defense of the chili though Alice had, had some drunken nights where she had indulged herself in said questionable chili. “Tommy is a legend of his kind.” She said sincerely, always enjoying her odd conversations she had with the regular at the bar. Taking another drag and nodding her head. “Oui, that would be my number, a jilted lover wrote it one night after I called the whole thing off.” She explained with a simple shrug, she should really change her number but just didn’t have the effort and some of the messages she had gotten were actually quite sweet. Taking another drag of her cigarette and watching as he threw his own out as she blew out the smoke and continued to swing her legs. “That sounds so depressing,” she answered honestly before nodding her head firmly. “I’m in.”

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Strolling down the hallway as she walked to Aubrey’s room, ignoring the looks she received from some of the people as she passed them, probably didn’t help that she was still wearing last nights eye liner that had now smudged slightly, which in Alice’s opinion, gave her the perfect smokey eye. Pushing on Aubrey’s door. “Knock, knock! Hope you’re not naked.” She laughed softly as she walked into the room, glancing around as if she owned the room, something she often did, all apart of her intoxicating charm really. Falling gracelessly onto Aubrey’s bed and letting out a dramatic sigh. “What do you say to a lovely evening drinking wine in your room and dancing around in our underwear?” She asked as she pulled a strand of her long tresses and examined some of the slightly split ends and gnawing into her bottom lip.

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Strolling through the slightly crowded College bar, her simple, skin tight velvet dress clinging to her small curves as she offered a small wave to some of the people she knew. The signature red beret hanging loosely to the side of her head as her dark boots clicked on the floorboards of the bar. Leaning against the bar as she glanced around, smirking at the person beside her. “I don’t know about you but the first drink of the evening is like an orgasm.” Alice stated bluntly, having no shame in her words as she rapped her chipped red nails against the worn bar top. “So better make it a good one, hey?” She chuckled lowly.

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If there was one thing that truly reminded Alice of being back home, it was wandering through a modern art exhibition, admiring the various artists that were on show, especially when it wasn’t one of her fathers or his contact. Tapping her chin as she studied a rather obscure portrait, admiring the color work, something her mother had often focused on with her creations. Glancing over and smiling brightly at Jae- though it seemed unusual they would be friends, she truly enjoyed being in the woman’s company, they had bonded over their love of music and it had evolved from there. Turning on her boot heel and walking up to Jae, standing beside her as she admired the piece she was looking at. “Definitely a take on modern media.” Alice stated seriously, though she wasn’t too sure herself, sometimes it was even too obscure for her to understand. “If you really look at it, you can see how it’s a take on our addiction to social media and being the next big hit on the gram.”

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jae hwa had never been the easiest of people to get along with; her fiery temper combined with her cold demeanour left many unsure of quite how to approach, but there were those select few who managed to reach her equilibrium. of all people that she had allowed into her life during college, alice was one of the easier ones to talk to. there was something about the french accent that she could listen to for hours, regardless of what outlandish or unknown piece of art was being referenced at the time. 

her gaze glided over to her friend, her neutral expression broken only by the knowing smile twinkling in her eyes. their hangout spots had never been normal – the art gallery had become one of her personal favourites, even if she wasn’t the biggest admirer of the pieces inside. it was the mood she came for, the surreal quiet that only came with spaces like these. that said, jae hwa would be a damned liar if she didn’t say the café wasn’t half of the reason she enjoyed it so much.

“ I wonder where people get the inspiration for half of these pieces, ” she murmured as she tore apart the packaging to her sandwich. “ look at that one, I just don’t get it. what’s it even supposed to be? ”

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rosie made a point to allow her gaze to hit every face that was within 10 feet of her. she wanted them all to think long and hard about what they were planning to do with the graphic contents of last night because not everyone was as self-involved as alice who was claiming to have kept her phone secured away. “Yeah you lost me at vai– whatever you just said,” she exhaled while collapsing down at the table and pulling her iced coffee closer. “you know, i find it oddly facinating that your hand doesn’t twitch with an urge to film the things around you when there is so much prime blackmail out there. not of me, of course, unless you’ve got some sort of death wish but you know what i mean.” 

Alice continued to stare at Rosie, perhaps if there was a woman at the school that was her complete opposite, she was sure that it was Rosie. “Yeah, I’m more about having fun.” Alice replied with a simple shrug, blackmailing or manipulating people had never really been her style, besides she was more the type to get blackmailed at the end of the day. “I’m definitely more about living in the moment than trying to capture it all on film, can’t really enjoy living if you’re looking through a camera lens.” She added, glancing up at the girl with another bright, slightly forced smile. “Tu devrais essayer, princesse.”

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Alice could feel her head pounding slightly as she casually sipped from the coffee cup, the one that she poured some vodka into- hair of the dog and all. Glancing up when she heard the voice of Rosie and clenching her eyes shut for the moment, though she admired the girls confidence, she found her grating for the most part but still tried her best to be friendly or at least amicable. “Yeah, I didn’t take any photos of you.“ Alice replied with a simple shrug, she was hardly one to chronicle her night for the entirely of her social media followers to see mainly because her activities were illegal for the most part. “I prefer to enjoy the moment. Vaine salope.” She added with a bright, alluring smile.

the morning after the party had proven to be one hell of a hard time for rosie sinclair. her head was pounding, her stomach was weak, and despite everyone telling her what a good time she was, she couldn’t remember much. even now as she sipped on her iced coffee and watched a snapchat story of herself dancing on top of a table, rosie’s recollection of the event was fuzzy at best. “jesus christ. delete that shit,” she half whined, half hissed as she rolled her brown hues and shoved the device into the chest of a chuckling football player. her words didn’t seem to be causing the rift that she wanted them to so rosie came to her feet and glanced around the courtyard at no one in particular, “that goes for everyone – if i find out you have something as miniscule as an unflattering side view of me on your story, there will be hell to pay.”