honey;

“seasonal allergies are always annoying, but it means i’ve been able to binge watch all of making a murderer. crime shows are SO fascinating, right?”

      “ they say not to google yourself, but i think i’ve read every tweet, comment and cave painting that could remotely be attached to our new songs at wayfinder. ” cash mumbled, setting down the magazine with soft thump. “ i’m driving myself up the way, come the time the album drops i may actually be in a straight jacket to stop myself. ”

“the food here is bomb, i just had their pizza,” she said to hadley. “chessiest thing ever, so delicious.” she might have been over exaggerating how good it was but it was keeping her mind of her nerves, even for the slightest bit. “who are you excited to see perform? i’m really pumped about zedd, and also kings of lean, i might faint seeing them live.”

sawyer: i hate when you're mad at me

sawyer: ik i deserve it

sawyer: but you're the person whose opinion matters most

sawyer: after my mom

hadley: yeah yeah yeah u love me i get it

hadley: i love u too but i'm just

sawyer: hadley plz

sawyer: i cant lose u

hadley: jesus christ sawyer

hadley: you're my cousin, you're not going to lose me

vivi knew that she was going to be nervous, but she hasn’t felt this nervous in a while, maybe ever. the reassurance of her friend helped, and ultimately she knew she would be fine but nothing was shaking these nerves. “thanks babe,” she sighed, giving her a kind smile. “how’s your night going so far?” she asked, hoping she’d say something good enough to distract her.

sawyer: it WAS hadley

sawyer: plz im so sorry

sawyer: ill do anything

sawyer: u are so important to me

hadley: like i said

sawyer: cleavage can BE platonic

sawyer: im not that drunk

sawyer: im sober enough to spell right!!

sawyer: can we plz talk about this!!

sawyer: ill come back to the hotel even and we can talk

hadley: again, shut up, you know it wasn't

hadley: sure jan

hadley: whatever

sawyer: i dont NEED a blessing bc rocío and i arent dating or anything????

sawyer: i called her hot, it's not like i proposed marriage?

sawyer: i get why ur mad, i do

sawyer: but plz just believe me

hadley: u talked about her cleavage too miss!!

hadley: i can't deal with u right now lmao talk to me when ur sober

sawyer: what line did i cross??

sawyer: im telling u the TRUTH

sawyer: hadley, i love u and i DID know that

sawyer: which is why nothing is going on

hadley: are u fucking serious???

hadley: have u not read any of the fucking texts i sent?

hadley: i don't give a shit if you flirt with everyone

hadley: u STILL flirted w someone that u know u shouldn't have

sawyer: im not justifying shit! im telling u the truth

sawyer: i wouldnt do this to u

sawyer: im sry this happened, ok? im sry everything is so fucked n confusing

sawyer: we got fuckin hacked, hadley

hadley: sorry u got hacked but uh !!!

hadley: you still crossed a line

hadley: we're supposed to be family sawyer ???

hadley: even if u flirt with everyone it doesn't make a difference

sawyer: it wasn't LIKE that!! it's not!

sawyer: i flirt w everyone!!!

sawyer: im not hiding anything from u

sawyer: i dont do that, not to u

hadley: shut the fuck UP sawyer

hadley: stop trying to justify this please ur only making it worse

sawyer: it IS out of context! we're just friends! friends can't compliment each other?

sawyer: i tell u everything too hadley! it isn't what ur thinking at all

sawyer: i would never move in on rocío without talking to u first

hadley: can't compliment each other?? fuck off sawyer you KNOW you can't just pass that off as complimenting her

hadley: y'all were CLEARLY flirting

sawyer: had, please come back

sawyer: it's not LIKE that

sawyer: those texts were taken out of context

sawyer: completely out of context

hadley: yeah no thanks i'd rather kick it in the hotel room for the rest of the night

hadley: out of context my ASS sawyer

sawyer: hadley where are u??

sawyer: can we talk plz???

sawyer: i promise u it's not what u think

hadley: lmaooooo

hadley: i went home bc fuck this

vivi was getting fitted for her performance, making sure everything looked good one final time before going on stage. she had been nervous all day, she’s used to performing, but festivals usually have bigger crowds, it was only natural that she would be this nervous. “can you tell that i’m freaking out?” she asked with a smile on her face as she saw the other walk in. “thank for coming to see me before my performance, it means a lot.” she said to them as she turned for her stylist, michelle. “as you can see i had one too many pizza slices before getting here, my skirt is barely zipping.” she laughed.

LETTING out a huff of annoyance, simon slides his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose and looks the other musician directly in the eyes. ❝ look—i’m not high, ❞ he says, referring to how his pupils are not blown. he doesn’t point out that he is a little drunk, however. when simon’s sure that the other person is content with his proof of sobriety, he puts his sunglasses back on and asks, ❝ now—what did you want to tell me? ❞