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Two could play this game. Zeke walked into the hot tub with the nearest body he could grab. "Oh, hey babe, didn't see you come in."

"Zeke," Caitlyn greeted, trying to sound as neutral as possible instead of annoyed as hell. "Good thing there's plenty of room for all of us." She painted on a smile at whoever he'd grabbed to join them before looking back to... to... um, Bobby? Billy? B-something. "Oh, wow. Ouch. I just got like, the worst pain in my neck there, you know? Like a total kink. I don't suppose you could put those big, strong, hands to good use would you? For little old me?" she made sure to bat her eyelashes over dramatically at Benny. He was, of course, all too keen to agree. She adjusted in the hot tub, facing away from him but very much towards Zeke. She deserved an Oscar for this performance.

"More often than not, leaving the city to shop solves all my problems. Especially if you can find a hot distraction to kill time with. Thank you, the internet seems to love it too." Juliette loved Caitlyn, another messy bitch to kill time with. Her relationship drama had always been a welcome distraction from Juliette's life. "Besides checking in on your ex? He's been a busy boy."

"So true, it's like you're looking into my soul right now. There were a lot of hotties in Paris, that's true. Can I really be blamed for enjoying myself? Non. Almost more important than my opinion - almost. Well... There is that. A girl can't be blamed for wanting to know what her ex is doing, can she? Or who," Caitlyn added, trying her absolute best not to roll her eyes. "Zeke's a big boy, he can do whatever he likes."

Zeke had expected a lot from Caitlyn; it had been months since they had properly seen each other. A few heated texts and sly Instagram stalking had happened, but nothing in person. He had thought Caitlyn would get jealous to see him with whatever her name was. But instead, she had cut right through him, pretending not to care.

Caitlyn was determined to play this cooler than ever. She wanted to be indifferent to him to prove that she could be. Still, she found her gaze landing on his so-called date and the look that crossed her pretty face was enough to startle her. It was no secret that Caitlyn Coates always went for the jugular and if Miss Low Rise Jeans over there didn't get the memo, it wasn't going to end well.

"Don't be too surprised. This is home, and all my very great friends are here." Lisbeth's words dripped with sarcasm; she was sure most of her 'friends' had been happy to see her go. And if there was one thing Lisbeth didn't enjoy, it was making other people happy. "You don't need to worry about that. Unless your last name is Archibald or Vanderbilt."

"Oh, I'm sure," Caitlyn laughed. She could only imagine that Nate Archibald's jaw was still on the floor from Lisbeth's return. At her clarification, she flashed a grin. "Well then, mark me down as relieved. Does that mean we're doing drinks or...? Don't worry, I can cover it."

"caitlyn coates..." she nodded, eyes turning to the crowd before looking back at her "that depends. it's only early in the evening and who's to say how much fun i'll have"

"okay, love that for you then. there was a particularly ugly antique vase inside, i would start there when you're ready." caitlyn scanned the crowd as well, a smirk tugging on her lips. "and anyone here you're planning on damaging?"

"Vanessa is certainly a choice..." Blair muttered the words to herself as she read the blast about Chuck and Vanessa for the fourth time. His actions had no affect on her; absolutely none. Chuck could do whatever and whoever he liked, but why did her friends keep insisting on slumming it with the Brooklynites?

"Is it supposed to be, like, comforting that Chuck Bass literally never changes? Or do we hate it?" Caitlyn wasn't going to comment on her sister's appearance on Gossip Girl, especially not to Blair, but seriously... Who hadn't known that? "Truly, no one is off limits."

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"Beep me when she posts something I don't know already," Caitlyn said before rolling her eyes. She was kinda impressed that Lisbeth was at this party. Could someone who had fallen so far really claw their way back to the top? And without all the tools that got her there? (Read: money and cute shoes). She was so interested to find out.

where there's life in a party, there will be agnes andrews. a woman always hellbent on having a good time, she was in her element in the hamptons. chilling with a drink in her hand, in the sun and surrounded by other people who were out for a good time really was the vibe

"agnes andrews-," caitlyn greeted, raising her eyebrows from behind her heart shaped sunglasses. "should we be worried about property damage?"

Jackson's eyes narrowed as he saw a familiar figure enter the room. In a few short steps he was crossing the room to intercept her. It had been far too long since he had seen her around and here Cait was walking in like she hadn't been missing. "Well isn't it my favorite little cousin." His arm swung around her neck, pulling her in. "Where the hell did you show up from?"

"Oh my god, Jackson. Stop embarrassing me," she huffed but she didn't really mean it. Jackson had always been her favourite cousin, too. She made a show of rolling her eyes but couldn't fight off her smile for very long. "How are you going to break the news to Savannah and Bella? I mean, obvi I've always been the favourite but they should hear it from you too. I was in Paris. Shopping. Why, did you miss me or something?"

Lisbeth hadn't seen Caitlyn since she left Constance's. They had never been close, but they had always orbited around each other. A smirk appeared on her face as she noticed her walking in, not yet speaking. "Are you going to talk or are you going for the mannequin thing?"

"Wow. Lisbeth Castillo... The rumours are true for once." Caitlyn had hardly been besties with her growing up but their circles crossed over again and again. She was a bitch, too. That much Caitlyn was sure hadn't changed and it only brought a smirk to her lips. "Are you going to avenge daddy today or should we all keep waiting with baited breath?"

Juliette had been partying a lot more lately, school was almost done, and she had a break from work. She had shown up at the private club, taking it over for the night with a few friends. She spotted Caitlyn making a grand entrance. She wanted to make herself known, and she planned on giving her some flowers.

"I know, right? Call it cliché but sometimes a shopping spree in Paris can solve everything. You look gorge as always, Juliette. I saw your last photoshoot, it was beyond. I'm obsessed," Caitlyn greeted before tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Duh. Is there a better reason to be back here or what?"

Zeke had been partying a lot lately. He had been avoiding home as much as humanly possible, his parents had lied to him, and he wasn't about to forgive easily. Especially since it had been broken to him by Gossip Girl. He hadn't heard from Caitlyn in months, so he had been acting accordingly. Single Zeke had been hooking up and kissing pretty much anyone he wanted.

Caitlyn knew exactly where Zeke was, making sure to check his Instagram before she decided to show up. She knew that he'd been having his fun - fine, whatever. As far as anyone knew, so had she. Jealousy wasn't anything new for them and usually, she'd welcome it. If there was one thing she never doubted, never overthought or worried about, it was Zeke. It was them, together.