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𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 // PARA

𝐖𝐇𝐎: Winnie Clarington-Smythe & @alexnelson​​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: Friday, January 29th. Night.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: Dylan’s room.

Winnie was soaking up her pregaming with the Cheerios. She had never been invited to one of these elite meetups so it made it all more exciting, even if it meant having to befriend Zoe to get there. One person that she noted who had arrived at Dylan’s house early was Alex Nelson who she was not too fond of. It’s not like she had anything against the girl, she just hated most people, especially girls. Girls couldn’t give her what guys could give her and it was easier to manipulate guys than it was girls. That was just a fact of life. With Winnie being the newest to be a part of this escapade, she was tasked with doing Alex’s makeup. Shocker. What a let down. Standing in front of Alex, she gripped her head and sighed. “Yep, lots of work to get done,” she condescended, tapping Alex’s cheek. Pulling out some makeup, she did a good chunk of Alex’s base makeup before moving onto eyeshadow. Applying a deep copper shade to her eyes, Winnie added another comment. “You know, maybe if you like actually wore makeup like this Coach T would let you on the team,” now was that real advice? Not really, but all the Cheerios were hot and Alex looked like someone who didn’t even know how to fend for herself in the halls of McKinley. How could she ever be varsity material? “Because I’m making you look like totally hot,” a pause. “Is Milo or whatever gonna be at the party? Is that like why you wanna look cute? Because trust me, I know you’re like on JV or whatever and that’s like kinda sad, but you could do so much better than someone on the New Directions. You’re definitely at least in like baseball or soccer territory.” 

-

Ever since her birthday party, Alex had been gearing up to start her ascension to being popular...or whatever. The plans to get extra lessons for Varsity had been in the works for a few weeks, and she had even began picking up extra open gym times to work on her tumbling. Though her junior year was winding down, it wasn’t difficult to imagine that senior year would be here before she knew it. Ashley Nelson had been on her ass to wear more makeup and even suggested a few youtube videos to watch to learn how to apply it. Her skills were still nowhere near where the others were. Alex was familiar with inadequacy, but it felt different to finally be taking a stand against it. As Winnie sat in front of her, Alex could feel her heart racing in her chest. The girl oozed confidence and allure. If Alex could merge her personality onto anyone, it would be Winnie. “I mean, I’ve been practicing. It just takes so much time. Like, why can’t there be a really quick way to look like this?” Alex sighed heavily and moved her face so it was easier for Winnie to apply the makeup. Ashley had requested many meetings with Coach T to discuss Alex’s performance on the team, each time Coach remarked that she would have to go through some drastic changes if she wanted to be on varsity. While the truth only stung slightly, it always reminded Alex that if she really wanted it, she could maybe do it. “Miles,” she corrected with a bite to her tone. “I mean, yeah, but I’m also just trying to put on a good appearance, show that I’m trying or something,” her remarks were barely passable for truth. Ever since she had given her phone number to Miles, she had tried that much harder to look like someone he would take on a date, someone he might actually wanna be with. Smiling at Winnie’s comment, Alex couldn’t help but feel a little bit better. “Ya know, I actually appreciate that. There are some majorly hot soccer players.” 

MILES: Is this Alexandra?

MILES: Must not have saved your number.

MILES: Never took you for the kiss and ditch type.

ALEX: It is me! I probably should have said that in the first text. 🤭

ALEX: hey there miles!

ALEX: I just realized that I never texted you after my party...mostly cause I'm a little flakey.

There was absolutely nothing about Alexandra Nelson. She was about as interesting as an episode of PBS NewsHour, but Miles could tell that she found him intriguing. It felt like a public service. Spending time with this girl and giving her the time of day was an act of charity. If he could tell his mother about this one, then maybe she would see that he’d changed and was doing better. Maybe a few pictures of this homely, plain-looking girl on his Instagram would have her convinced that her son was a better person. Spoiler alert: he was not. As he stared down at Alex Nelson, all he could think about was how much she could have used an extra eyebrow tweezing or a better makeup job. But this was Lima. She was probably the cream of the crop in these parts. “Very different from here,” he responded, almost dropping his smarmy act as his heart longed for the days spent in New York City with his friends. He wasn’t about to open up to her about how much he missed his home. That was a little too deep for him. He wasn’t ready to go there with anyone outside of his family. “Me? Far too kind? I hope I haven’t been the only person giving you compliments like that tonight,” he offered up with a smirk, before shaking his head. He raised an eyebrow as she reached out and rested her hand on his arm. He hadn’t expected her to put out any sort of signals. Maybe it was the alcohol in her system or maybe his confidence was rubbing off on her, but she was making it known that she was interested, as if it weren’t already painfully obvious. “Well. I think there’s maybe one person that makes me want to stick around,” he replied as he kept his gaze connected with hers. Alexandra Nelson didn’t make him want to stay in Lima. If anything, after all this was said and done, it would be another reason why he wanted to get out of here. The last thing he needed was some mid-western psychopath writing his name over and over again in her diary. He reached up and snaked some loose strands of hair behind her ear. If they were doing cheesy rom-com tonight, then he was going to bring his A-game. After all, he was an amazing actor, and he’d already succeeded in making her think that he wanted her. He took in a deep breath before lowering his head, so that he could hover his lips over hers, only pausing for a second before connecting their lips. After letting the kiss linger for long enough for her to have something to geek out about, he pulled away and smirked. “Happy birthday, Alexandra.”

💋

Growing up, Alex knew that she wasn’t the prettiest in the class or even the smartest in the class. She didn’t have a grade school boyfriend and she only received straight A’s once. There were not distinguishing features about her, hell she couldn’t even get on varsity cheer as a junior. Despite all of her downfalls, Alex still showed up everyday for the people around her. She didn’t cuss, she didn’t drink all that often, and she put other people’s needs and wants before her own. Alex wasn’t looking for sainthood, she was looking for someone, anyone to notice her. While she wasn’t typically one to get her hopes up for people, Miles seemed different, felt different, clearly she wasn’t considering the fact that he was a million times out of her league. Jokingly rolling her eyes, Alex felt the butterflies return tenfold as Miles tucked hair behind her ear. This was the closest she had been to a boy since Trace, and that in itself hadn’t amounted to much. Looking up at Miles, Alex felt...beautiful, whether or not other people thought it, Miles did. It wouldn’t have mattered to her normally what anyone thought of her, but in this moment, it totally mattered that she put that extra layer of mascara on. This was the moment Alex adored in all the rom-coms she watched. The guy putting the strand of hair back in place, the girl’s eyes getting heavier with anticipation––she had seen it a million times. While normally, in movies, a girl’s first kiss was followed by an immediate leg pop or some sort of indication that love had struck, Alex had never really bought into that. She could entertain plenty of fantastical ideas, but that was not one of them. As Miles’s face closed the distance to hers, she did feel her eyelids flutter close and her lips part slightly. The pressure from the butterflies and the unhinged anticipation made her feel like exploding his he finally found her. Inhaling slightly, Alex breathed in the scent of Miles’s warm skin. He smelled so distinctly like a guy that she had no other descriptors but manly. Was this what it felt like everytime someone kissed? It was no wonder people fully drove themselves nuts over it. Just as soon as it had started, the kiss ended and “Fuck,” she muttered, still in awe of the fact that someone, Miles in specific, had kissed her. Touching a finger to her lips, Alex felt someone grab her arm and pull her in the direction of the kitchen where a small cupcake was situated. While she didn’t particularly want to leave Miles after that moment, she was thankful for the distraction. How in the hell was she going to recover from this? Better question, did she want to recover?

📹

Leo stared at Alex with furrowed brows while his curls hung over his eyes. He had a habit of looking permanently disinterested, but in this case, he actually was kind of interested. “An ‘upcycling’ group?” he asked with a chortle, “what the fuck even is that?” As Alex continued to explain how she’d come to find out about their destination, he vaguely nodded along but mostly kept his eyes focused on the road. As she got into the shop owner talking about how no one seemed to care about old school filmmaking anymore, Leo scoffed in agreement. “He’s right about that,” he deadpanned with a nod, “no one gives a shit about making real art anymore and the nitty gritty process of like…actually having to capture something on film and physically cut it and develop it. The process is so watered down now that anyone could do it. It’s fucking sad.” When Alex said he was good to smoke, Leo quickly fished a lighter out of his front pocket and lit his cigarette as he simultaneously rolled down the window. He took a long drag and slowly blew out the smoke, wordlessly offering her a pull by holding the cigarette out towards her. As Alex talked about her party, he nodded along with a lazy smile. “Sounds hella tight,” he said simply, but the truth was that he probably wouldn’t go. He wasn’t big on parties. Never had been. As they pulled up to the vintage shop, Leo quickly finished the rest of his cigarette and flicked the butt out the window before he rolled it back up. “Nice knowing you,” he joked, smiling sheepishly before he raised his brows at her and got out of the car. Once they walked into the little vintage shop, Leo was immediately taken by all the trinkets that littered the place. “Sick,” he muttered to himself, moving like a magnet towards the film equipment on display. He quickly nodded to the guy working behind the counter and then turned to Alex. “So,” he shrugged, glancing at the cameras, “see anything you like?” A pause. “What kind of movies and stuff do you like anyway?” 

-

“So they like, go to these vintage shops right? And they pick out items that they can fix up easily and resell for a crazy amount of money. Usually they pick up like, old desks and dressers. It’s actually kinda fricked up because the way they upcharge these beautiful vintage pieces and don’t give any of that profit money back to the original shops. I dunno, it seems like a kind of lazy way to make money,” Alex shrugged, but kept her eyes on the road. She was into cool, vintage things, but she wasn’t into upcharging people for items that have the name vintage slapped on them––it just seemed unfair to take advantage of people like that. “You’re preaching to the choir,” she lamented before shaking her head. “I know I’m more of a product over process person, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate the art behind it,” Alex thought about the many times she had watched Youtube videos or How It’s Made and relished in the idea of physical film. It was beautiful. Shaking her head as Leo offered her the cigarette, she wondered briefly of how people could stand smoking anyway. From all of her movie watching, she knew that it was probably a nervous habit turned addiction, but she couldn’t help to think how someone got there in the first place. Her nervous habits revolved around picking at her cuticles or running a hand over her face. She was sure that had a drawback just like smoking did, but knew that it wasn’t as severe as the latter. “I’m usually not a huge party person, but a lot of the Cheerios are going to be there and I figure I need to get in good with them if I want to make varsity next year,” Sighing heavily, Alex thought about how badly she wanted her mother to be proud of her. It would be momentous for Ashley if Alex made varsity, she might even lay off of her about spending all her time watching movies. “So, I really love the stuff from the 80′s and 90′s...a real John Hughes buff,” she smiled thinking about her favorite movie, Pretty in Pink. “But, I’m watched everything from black and white, to foreign, to war movies.” Spotting a few Leica cameras, Alex began sifting through some of the pieces on display. While she wasn’t against vintage photography, it wasn’t quite what she was looking for. “Holy shit, wait, look,” Alex pulled out an Altec microphone. A lot of the equipment looked like it was from the 1950′s, which was still pretty freakin’ cool. Bending down, she dug into an old milk crate, spotting a glint of silver. Pulling out the film rewind piece, Alex smiled up at Leo. “Dude, this had to be professional grade,” Handing it up to him for inspection, she couldn’t help but feel at ease. 

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ALEXNELSON: 17.  styled and 📸 : @zoepuckerman

Girls in New York oozed confidence. Miles had to work for even the smallest inkling of affection from the women of New York City, but this girl? She had the confidence of an awkward baby giraffe waddling away from its mother for the first time. It wasn’t immediately clear to him if he just made her nervous or if her social skills were so incredibly subpar that he could see that he literally made her knees weak. Either way. The pathetic way her smile whipped across her face just at the sound of his voice was enough to confirm his suspicions. She was infatuated. And it was easy for him to get lost in it all. He had been so spiritless from the moment he’d gotten to Lima, that the idea of exploiting this little crush of hers for some fun just seemed too much like his own poignant game of Dangerous Liaisons to turn down. “My second Lima party,” he confirmed with a small nod of his head. “Lima parties are not exactly what I’m used to. But not everything is a disappointment tonight. Quite the opposite, actually,” he responded with a grin as he let his eyes travel down her body. The dress was… Well, it was her birthday, so he’d let the choice in tackiness go, but still, she didn’t look as slouchy as the rest of the party-goers. He licked over his lips as she stepped closer to him, his gaze meeting hers. “I’ve been trying to think of a word to describe how you look tonight,” not a lie. He thought she could use some work, especially in the wardrobe department. “But… Astonishing isn’t really doing it. Really, if you weren’t already the woman of the hour tonight, I still think all eyes would be on you.”  

-

There was just something about Miles Pearce. Alex couldn’t put her finger on it. At first she thought that it was because he was unapologetically cool, something that she truly had no idea about. Then he spoke to her at Ivy’s house, and on the ski slopes, and now. There had to be something said for the fact that he hadn’t totally shunned her up until this point. Alex knew her place on the social hierarchy. It was low. JV Cheer, AV Club, and Austin Nelson’s little sister didn’t quite get you very far at school. In fact, some people hated her because Austin was her brother. To her, it was like existing in a bubble––Alex had only ever known Austin to be kind, funny, and a huge dork. She never saw the side of him that others did, not like it mattered what she said anyway. With Miles, she didn’t feel like she had to be Varsity Cheer or a pageant queen like her mom was, none of it mattered. He appeared to be interested in her, for her. “Yeah, what’s it like actually living in New York? I’ve only ever been for trips and even then you don’t necessarily get the insider treatment,” she spoke with a smile and took another sip on her drink. At this rate, Alex would definitely have a headache in the morning. Feeling his eyes on her, a blush ran up her cheeks. Holy shoot. Was he actually into her? Feeling the warmth of his body next to hers, Alex couldn’t help but look up at him. This was one of her favorite things in movies––when girls were much shorter than the guys and they had to look up to actually see the expressions on their faces. Her breath hitched in her throat as she tried to control herself. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach. Miles Pearce was actually hitting on her. “Wow, that is a word and a half,” she breathed out, smiling nonchalantly. “And, Miles, you are far too kind, but I appreciate that a lot,” Alex reached out a hand and rested it on his forearm, a move she had seen in almost every romantic comedy throughout history. “You know, I think you’ll find that no one stays in Lima for the jobs or the houses, it’s the people,” What in the corny hell was Alex on? It wasn’t like her to be quoting lines from romances to boys with faces like Miles’s. What did it matter? It wasn’t like anything was going to come from this particular interaction. Inhaling deeply, Alex squeezed his arm and smiled up at Miles once again. If she could convey what she really wanted in that squeeze, Alex would call herself powerful.

📹

If there was one thing Leo knew well, it was film. He liked everything about movies—how they were made, what they were trying to say, the feeling people got when they watched them. It was why when he got to high school, he joined the a/v club despite not caring much for organized school activities. Leo was not the warmest person or the easiest to get along with, but he found a decent community within the club. No one there gave him crap for being grumpy or generally disinterested or whatever. They accepted him as he was and, most importantly, they recognized his talents and expertise when it came to film. When Alex texted him to go check out vintage shop that might have some old school cameras for the club, he was quick to agree. It wasn’t like him to jump at the chance to be social, but this wasn’t a regular outing like a dumb party or something…plus Alex was cool. What reason did he have to say no? Once she texted him that she was at his place, Leo quickly ducked out of his house and made his way to her car. “Hey,” he greeted as he let himself in and sat in the passenger’s seat, “thanks for picking me up.” The camera Ivy had gifted Leo nearly a year ago hung loosely around his neck by its strap as he settled into his seat, “how’d you find out about this place?” As Alex drove and music hummed softly through her speakers, Leo let himself relax. “Do you care if I smoke in here?” he asked, figuring that was the polite thing to do before he whipped out his pack of cigarettes, “also happy early birthday or whatever. I didn’t realize our birthdays were so close. You doing anything fun?”

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When Ashley Nelson found out she was having a daughter, she went out and bought every single pink item she could find at the store. How was she to know that her daughter would want to buck against every single shade of light red. This had obviously continued into her teenage years. Alex contending that she really didn’t like pink, Ashley contending that she was downright breaking her heart for no good reason. It was a back and forth that Alex gave up having time for, it was much easier to just accept what her mother wanted and move on. Upon entering high school, Alex was thrust into cheerleading. It was difficult to do an activity that she didn’t love. After discussing with Trace what he would do in the situation, she was thankful that he agreed that she should actually join A/V club as well. If she couldn’t do everything she wanted, at least she could have the club. “No problem,” she said as she turned down her Childish Gambino playlist. “So, my mom is a part of this weird upcycling...group or something on Facebook. This place gets hit pretty hard from them,” Alex shrugged and turned onto the road to head to the store. “The other day, Ash showed me this picture from their store and there was a glint in the picture that looked like a camera lense. I called the guy up and he was shocked that someone was actually interested in all this,” Alex looked over at Leo and smiled. “He was so appreciative because he said he’s got all this cool stuff but no one really cares anymore,” Shaking her head, Alex turned onto the interstate. “Yeah, you’re good to smoke in here. This is my parents’ throwaway car anyway,” she stated and looked behind her to merge into the other lane. “Ah thank you! Gotta love those January Aquarius’s,” she said with a smile. While she was never really all that excited for her birthday, for some reason, she felt like this year was going to be different. “Apparently, Austin worked it out with Renzo that they’re having a party at his house for me or something? I mean, I know that the majority of people aren’t going to know it’s my birthday or why they’re there, but I’ll know,” Alex smiled before sighing heavily. “And I guess, that’s enough.” Pulling off the interstate, Alex began to grow nervous, afraid that her find wouldn’t be cool enough for Leo. Parking in a spot right at the front, Alex turned her car off. “If we get murdered here, I’m real sorry, bud,” she said and patted his arm before exiting the car. 

that don’t impress me much //

𝐖𝐇𝐎: miles pearce & @alexnelson​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: friday. jan. 22 

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: renzo’s house

Another night in Lima, another party he was not interested in. However, there was something that piqued Miles’ interest that night. Miles was not great with names. On the contrary, he made it a point to never remember any of the hackneyed names he learned throughout his stay in shit town, Ohio. But he was determined to remember the name Alexandra Nelson, so much so, that he’d been replaying it over and over in his head like a flashcard. It only took a few times of him thinking her name was Amanda before finally remembering it and sticking with it. This was her birthday party, after all, and she had invited him. So, it only made sense for him to call her by the correct name. Nothing about the girl screamed interesting. She was a lackluster, uneducated brunette from Ohio, but Miles was bored. And as he made his way through another daft house in Lima, pushing through crowds of simpletons, he knew exactly who he was looking for. And it wasn’t long until he’d located the object of his duplicity. It was clear, she was convinced this was some sort of whirlwind for her and he was entertained by the entire idea of it, so why not keep playing it up. “Happy birthday, Alexandra,” he greeted with a smirk. “I didn’t bring you a gift. It’s not of my caliber to show up to a party empty handed, but it was short notice for me.  Can you forgive me?”

Ever since the ski trip, Alex had been riding a high of confidence. After her text exchange with Austin on the bus, she had made it her mission to seek out the object of her affection and give him her number. Sure, her hands trembled as she stuck the small note in his hand, but she didn’t trip on her way to the car. That had to be a plus? When she had gotten in the car, the happy dance that followed should have been embarrassing, but again, that confidence high got the best of her. Dating Trace Freshman year had been adorable and cute, but Alex had moved on ages ago. This was her junior year, she was going to get her first kiss if it was the last thing she did. Showing up to Renzo’s in a glittery blue dress, Alex felt that now familiar confidence surging in her again. She was extremely thankful for her brother’s idea in making this party for her. It was the perfect way to welcome in 17. Alex would have to give him a hug or something later, or maybe a box of pop-tarts. Standing at the edge of the kitchen and living room, Alex took another small sip of her drink before she heard a semi-familiar voice. She was too tipsy to clock herself for the beaming smile that she felt spreading across her face. “Your presence is a present enough,” biting the edge of the solo cup, Alex felt a hiccup in her chest. Swallowing hard, she was able to quell the urge to make a slight fool of herself. “You’re forgiven,” Alex nudged him slightly with her hip. “So, this what, your second Lima party? Is it everything you could have ever dreamed of?” she said, feeling herself moving ever closer to Miles. He was warm and smelled good. Was that really checking all her boxes in this moment? She would have to do more research later. What else could be considered good in men? 

RIVER: ha you know what i'll keep that in mind!!

RIVER: sweet!! it'll be a blast! a silent, library appropriate blast.

RIVER: oh yeah i'll be there for sure!! i mean i had to kiss your brother during that ski trip and i feel like i made it a little TOO obvious that i didn't want to, i feel like i have to apologize haha

ALEX: I've been told i have a very relaxing voice! I'm not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing to be honest!

ALEX: does this make us nerdy because I'm not gonna lie because I'm totally in love with that

RIVER: for sure!! the carmel AV club is basically non-existent and if i wasn't so busy w/ glee and swimming i'd totally consider joining bc just chilling and talking about movies was fun af.

RIVER: well if u wanted to do something equally as chill, i know that the library does a lil craft night thing on the weekends sometimes. i know it's a little lame but it's a good excuse for me to mass-make friendship bracelets in team colors to sell at swim meets lol.

ALEX: omg I can totally be your hookup, no worries! need to fall asleep? call me, i'll talk your ear off and you'll be asleep in no time!

ALEX: okay wait, that actually sounds so awesome! i am totally there.

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ALEXNELSON: hey @leo-mccarthy happy birthday! and also, thanks for being down for random adventures to vintage shops for old film equipment...and also thank you for letting me take artsy a** pictures of you! 🥺 🤗

@candymotta​ & @alexnelson​

Candy Motta had a lot of unlikely friends in her life – but if there was someone who Candy had become extremely close was Alex Nelson. Candy wasn’t sure why the two had become friends, in fact, she couldn’t remember how the two had turned out to be this close as they were. After all, Candy had slept with her brother before and even it made things awkward whenever she was over at the Nelson household, the two had just decided that it was a topic that they could never touch or even mention. This time, however, the two weren’t spending time over at the Nelson house, but instead, Candy had decided to invite her friend over to her place. It wasn’t every day that Candy had friends at her house, so she was glad that this time she could spend some girl time with Alex.

As Candy walked back in her room, she looked over at Alex lying in her bed and sighed, before shaking her head as she jumped in the bed with her and looking over at her friend. “So, what should we do first? Do we want to watch Bridgerton while we do face masks or do we want to talk about the ski trip? Scratch that, let’s totally talk about the ski trip? Did you see what happened to poor Jules? And what were you up to in the resort? I barely even saw you? Were you sneaking out with someone? O-M-G, if you did you totally have to tell me right now.” Candy said as she sat down in her own bed and grabbed Alex’s hand, hoping that her friend had some news to tell her.

-

Austin Nelson had a lot of friends that were girls, and with those girls, he did a whole slew of things. Alex wasn’t necessarily privy to those details, and she didn’t want to be for that matter. It wasn’t her business what her brother did. Alex simply existed in the Nelson household and talked to his girl friends when needed. Refraining from fake niceties, she had always managed to make friends with at least a few of the hook ups. It was entertaining how some of them tried to relate to Alex or even invite her places. She didn’t need sympathy or pity, that always weirded her out. If they treated her like a real human being, and not just their hook up’s little sister, she was thankful. At least one friendship had lasted through an Austin Nelson whirlwind. 

Staring up at the ceiling, Alex smiled as Candy mentioned Bridgerton. “Oh my gosh, that show is so old, but I love it,” rolling over on her side, Alex’s interest had been piqued. “Okay, wait. Ski trip and then Bridgerton and face masks,” As Candy continued, Alex began to blush. While there wasn’t quite a reason for Alex to turn red, just the notion that she had been sneaking off with someone caused her face to flush. “I didn’t see Julien at all actually. Did Austin really beat him up? I swear I’d like to beat my own brother sometimes,” Alex rolled her eyes and turned back to stare at the ceiling. “No sneaking out. I mean, if you count watching movies with Leo, River, and LJ, but that was just the night of you guys in the gameroom,” Alex thought back to their relaxed evening. “Oh, I mean, I gave my number to that new Miles kid,” covering her face, Alex smiled broadly. “Okay, but like, what do you do because I just know you have some hot tea to spill, C.”

RIVER: hii just saying that i actually had a lot of fun during the ski trip, chilling in the theater with u, leo & lj. it was a lot of fun!

RIVER: probably my fave art of the trip tbh

RIVER: basically what i'm trying to say without sounding really weird is that we should hang out more lol!

ALEX: it was a lot of fun! I swear the AV club gets such a bad rep!

ALEX: ya know, I would have to agree! I adore chill hangouts over wild ones!

BOBBY: 🙄🙄🙄

BOBBY: the spins, party on fifth ave, knock knock, there's all jams. I mean I know there's more but that's just a the start of the list.

BOBBY: exact actually.

ALEX: hehehe

ALEX: jealous we weren’t on the same bus! If you ever need someone to drive and jam with, let me know!

LEO: cool, let's do it.