blondev-ixen:
JULIETTE, as always, was fashionably late to the cherry blossom festival. the sun had a few minutes at best before it dipped beneath the horizon and the night settled in. she stood on the edge of the orchard, her eyes glazing over the scene before her, scanning the milling crowd for a familiar face but in the low light it was hard to differentiate figures let alone faces. instead, the blonde decided to get herself a drink, weaving in and out through the crowd to get herself a glass of champagne. usually, the clock had to hit at least double digits for her to lose herself in inebriation, but today was different. with the uncovering of the ex brotherhood members, of which her father had been one, she was desperate for a night of IGNORANCE and BLISS. she brought the glass to her lips, downing it of its contents as she felt the presence of someone next to her. “i think this is cheap champagne,” she said, wrinkling her nose as she tilts her head to look at the glass. | @gallagherstart
“OH NO, THAT just won’t do,” Rhys feigned shock before smirking and trying to flag somebody down for a drink himself. He’d been here for a while and was thoroughly under buzzed. It was a situation that needed rectifying QUICK. “As long as it gets you drunk, that’s all that matters.”















