midnight sun

WHO: @dylanxchambers

WHEN: The Sinful Classic event post explosion

WHERE: The Pool House

TRIGGERS: blood, drowning, injury 

Zelie stood on the glass cover, the pool shimmering beneath her feet, her eyes lifted to the glassy ceiling, her fingers pulling on her bottom lip as she waited for the sky to explode in color, her favorite part of any celebration, the fireworks. The explosion sounded, but no color lit up the sky. Confusion split her for a split second until she realized the room vibrating and felt the glass give way beneath her feet. Before she could take a full breath Zelie was plunged into the water. Inhaling pool water Zelie felt like she was choking, glass shards cutting into her body, piercing her thigh and abdomen with painful pricks stabbing her in more places than she could mentally catalog.

Zelie kicked, but the impact had sent a painful jolt through her left leg, making it useless in her attempt to break the surface. Flailing in rippling waters of glass and her own blood Zelie pushed up with her good leg, burning in her arm as she was sure glass had ripped her deep enough for stitches. Gurgling on water Zelie spit out and screamed for help, her head bobbing up and down as her vision blurred and her stomach rolled. “Help me, please!” She was past the point for grace and pride, panic had taken root and all she wanted was the safety of solid ground and air that could fill her lungs instead of the burning of chlorine.

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Dylan had never been a fan of fireworks, she’d always found them too loud, and she had too many memories of her younger brother screaming at the sounds when he was little to ever find them enjoyable. Instead, the woman kept her gaze on her phone, until the sound of an explosion turned her gaze upwards. Only the fireworks never came, instead the air filled with screaming as people fell down. Though it was the crash of the glass that caught the woman’s attention.

LOCATION: THE POOL HOUSE

Alexandra’s eyes squinted open as her eyes glanced around to the people around her, noting  the fact they were all inside of this building and the water flooding the house in an extreme rate. All she knew was despite the disagreements most of them in this room probably had and the divide they held outside these walls… They all had to work together to get out of here if they wanted to live. “Everyone okay?” She called out. 

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Dylan was only half aware when the explosion happened, while others had their gazes turned upwards for the fireworks, her eyes had been glued to her phone. The next thing the woman knew, she was on the ground, her ears ringing and her dress torn as she heard the sound of screams and water rushing around her. She opened her eyes, looking around to see Alexandra. “I’m fine but-” She paused, shaking her head slightly. “What the hell was that?”

“ Fuck yes” He replied as soon as she took a drink from the glass. It wasn’t some big surprise that Teddy was not a classy kind of guy, so he had no idea how his tastes measured up to his friends. He appreciated the fact he’d gone with Dylan though. A friend was no potential for any baggage and the assassin had a shit ton of it. A long with a list of people he had slept with in this room that he realized knew each other. “ Same. I put on a suit jacket. I feel like my arms are suffocating in that. “ He laughed noting how he had took the thing off as soon as he could. “ You look nice by the way. “

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Dylan couldn’t help but laugh at his informality, it was honestly welcome in the environment, as much as she loved dressing up she still felt weird. “Well, personally I think you look better without it anyways.” She told him, offering him a charming smile as she took another sip from her glass. “Thank you, it took a very long time to get ready, but it was all worth it once I saw how good my butt looked in the dress.” She told him truthfully, something she would only say to a friend.

When Alexandra excused herself, Nic turned to look and survey the crowd on his own to see if he’d bump into anyone he knew. It seemed that he didn’t have to venture off far because Dylan approached him; the compliments slightly contrasted with the smile. Knowing her for that many years allowed them to be able to read each other better than anyone. “Let me guess, we’d look better?” he grinned knowing it’d probably what he would’ve said about her own date. He took a moment to appreciate the dress she wore, not being reserved in the way his eyes ran the length of her. “You look phenomenal Dyl,” he finally spoke his gaze levelling back with hers, “Who’d you come with, ‘cause I’m sure they’re definitely looking good with you in that dress.”

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Dylan relaxed slightly as he teased her, she was always grateful for how comforting his banter was. “Well I wasn’t going to say that... Though it is true.” She said easily, hoping that talking to him now would ease the ball of jealousy that was still in the pit of her stomach. Even his obviousness in checking her out wasn’t helping, which she didn’t know why. “Just a friend-” The woman said with a small wave of her hand. “I couldn’t stand the idea of comin’ alone, but can’t say I’ve seen much of him since we got here.”

At the Sinfully Classic event with @dylanxchambers​.

        “Dylan!” When Maya’s eyes locked on Dylan, running towards her with open arms didn’t come as a shock to anyone. The younger Chambers loved her older sister more than life itself and getting to see her all dressed up made her excitement fly through the roof. “You look beautiful! I’m sorry I couldn’t get ready with you earlier.” She told her during the loving hug. Slowly unwrapping herself from the eldest Chambers embrace, she looked at her with arched brows. “You didn’t have any fun without me, right?”

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Dylan heard her sister before she saw her, even in a room full of people, she could always find her sisters voice. She hugged her sister tightly, laughing as she went on to talk about how beautiful she looked. “Oh please, I am only half as beautiful as you tonight!” She mused, taking in her little sister’s ensemble with a laugh. “Don’t worry about it, I had plenty of fun getting ready on my own. Do I ever have any fun without you?” She teased, nudging her gently.

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Clayton chuckled at her words, pressing his lips together shortly after as his mind drifted back to the few weeks Dylan and him had spent in a relationship; if one could call it that. “You have a point,” he lifted his eyes up towards her, shoving his hands into the pocket of his pants. “Well, thank you but you shouldn’t because those hours were spent perfectly. You look radiant,”

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Dylan wasn’t even sure what she would call Clayton, but referring to him as he ex was simply easier than trying to figure it out. The woman watched as he shoved his hands into his pockets, looking down briefly at the dress she had chosen before lifting her gaze back up to his. “Well thank you- Whoever you brought here on your arm is a lucky lady.”

THEME SONG . TASK 002

- raise your glass

So raise your glass if you are wrong, In all the right ways, All my underdogs, We will never be never be, anything but loud And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass, Just come on and come on and raise your glass.

- you don’t own me

I don't tell you what to say I don't tell you what to do So just let me be myself That's all I ask of you I'm young and I love to be young And I'm free and I love to be free To live my life the way I want To say and do whatever I please.

- tomorrow will be kinder

Black clouds are behind me, I now can see ahead Often I wonder why I try hoping for an end Sorrow weighs my shoulders down And trouble haunts my mind But I know the present will not last And tomorrow will be kinder Tomorrow will be kinder It's true, I've seen it before A brighter day is coming my way Yes, tomorrow will be kinder.

- god is a woman

august by taylor swift

And I can see us twisted in bedsheets August sipped away Like a bottle of wine 'Cause you were never mine

Teddy hated being in places like this. He hated dressing up and parading around like he was in the cast of Downton Abbey. A show he apparently had no idea existed until a couple years ago. This was just not his element. He was the kind of guys who liked to be dressed casually or not wearing a short at all. However, he was trying to be a good date for Dylan, since he owed that to his friend tonight. She looked so nice that he had to at least put in some effort in how he carried himself. he approached her with two glasses in hand with a smirk on his face. “ I hope you like this. I pulled it off a tray so it tastes expensive at least”

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Dylan was smiling, in fact her smile hadn’t really faltered since the second she’d walked in. Even if her date was just a friend, it was still more fun to attend the big fancy party with someone, rather than alone. She took the glass from his outstretched hand, immediately bringing it to her lips and letting the bubbles lift her spirits even more. “It is definitely expensive tastin’.” She nodded, laughing gently. “Probably the most expensive drink I’ve ever had, though I feel like if I didn’t get expensive drinks tonight, then what was the point of my dressin’ up?”

   Given the number of attendees at the event, it was no surprise to him that some bumps here and there came to. Add the frivolous trains, the fringe, and heels, and it was bound to happen anyway. Steadying himself after the accidental run-in, Rowan recognised Dylan from the gang. And though he remained curt and friendly to all, he found it amusing that she was grappling to terms what to address him as, given his membership status in the Dahlias. “Please, call me, Rowan, it’s fine.” He surely wouldn’t give her grief in being called otherwise. “I’m alright, and yes, I am having a good time. Are you?”

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Dylan nodded at his confirmation that she didn’t need to formally address him, though she did still feel kind of weird to call by his first name. She gave him her usual awkward smile, looking around them at the crowd. “I am having the best time.” The woman nodded, and she really was. Dylan never got to dress up often, so she was known for going all out when she did. “You look lovely tonight, by the way.”

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Clayton laughed at her words. “Nah, I remember you were pretty good at dressing up.” Most of their time together, the male did everything he could to keep her out of clothes but it wasn’t something he’d try and joke about right now - not after everything the last few weeks. Mainly because he was working on trying to be a better man, not as flirtatious and carless about the feelings of those around him. “I just threw this thing on, it wasn’t special.”

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“You say that like I ever stayed in my fancy clothes very long.” Dylan laughed as she looked over at him, it was probably the longest she’d actually looked at him since they’d separated. “Well you look nice-” She assured him. “Honestly, I’m jealous you can look so good in something you threw on, it took at least two hours for me to get to this point.”

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Clayton’s gaze drifted through the crowd, knowing Alaina had only stepped away to use the restroom and probably got distracted along the way. His fingers tapped against his glass as he brought it to his lips, his gaze shifted right in time to see Dylan heading over to the bar. Wow, she looked good. He cleared his throat, brushing his tongue along his lower lip. “Wow, Dyl… You look - wow,”

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Dylan was in dire need of a drink, if only just so that her fingers had something to fidget with. She’d started the night with full confidence, but it was easy for that feeling to dwindle, making her want to shrink back into herself. She’d been so distracted by this need that she hadn’t noticed Clayton until it was too late to avoid him, though as he spoke she did smile. “Surprise surprise, I do know how to dress up once in a while.” The woman joked, tugging her bottom lip between her teeth gently as she looked at him. “You look- Wow, too.”

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“I love your dress,” Esme said when she walked by to Dylan. “It’s gorgeous on you and it hugs every curve.” Despite being on her way to the bar, she couldn’t help but swerve when she saw her friend looking absolutely gorgeous. There was a dire need to tell her because that was the sort of person she was. She handed out as many compliments as she could, especially when it came to her female friends. The world was already hard for women and she believed strongly that they should always uplift each other whenever an opportunity arose. “I’m going to the bar. You should join me.”

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So maybe Dylan had picked this specific dress because she wanted to get noticed. She had become so accustomed to her day to day life in her comfy clothes, that she’d forgotten how good it felt to be stared at sometimes. Her friend coming up beside her to compliment her only made her feel better about her choice. “Why thank you.” The Southern woman said with a smile. “You look pretty jaw droppingly amazin’ yourself.” She teased. “I would love to do that.”