𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 & 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘.

totally! as a hopeless romantic, i long for that soulmate kind of love and partnership. however, there’s shit i wanna get done first though before i really want to be completely settled down. although, i can’t really control that from where i stand now. tl;dr : absolutely.

doctor. but also, yeehaw.

both santorini & barcelona have my fucking heart.

forty bucks a month, but for you? $39.99

frankie  had  felt  just  a  little  preoccupied  with  everything  lately  to  the  point  where  she  hadn’t  felt  like  she’d  seen  in  her  sisters  in  forever  .  maybe  that  was  her  fault  or  maybe  they’d  all  been  busy  ,  none  the  less  she  felt  like  earning  some  brownie  points  in  the  form  of  pancakes  for  breakfast  .  her  culinary  skills  were  not  great  but  she  made  a  mean  pancake  .  in  the  midst  of  mixing  up  all  the  ingredients  she  noticed  eiley  was  up  and  alive  ,  “  hey  you  ,  ”  she  greeted  with  a  bright  smile  ,  it  had  been  84  years  since  she’d  seen  eiley  .  “  i  made  smoothie  ,  it’s  in  the  fridge  if  you  want  some  .  ”

with her head in the clouds, eiley wasn’t really paying much attention to her surroundings or to who was already awake. she really just had vanilla cold brew on her mind. not really expecting anyone to be awake yet, she walked into the kitchen of her sorority without hesitation. as a result, frankie’s greeting startled her causing eiley to jolt a little bit and stop at the counter closest to her, letting out a small laugh. “good morning, frankie!” eiley continued toward the fridge, squeezing frankie’s shoulder as a sweet gesture as she passed by them. “okay, miss betty crocker, what’s got you cooking up a storm this morning?” her tone was jovial with a hint of impression. it wasn’t that this was out of character for them, but it was just something that eiley hadn’t anticipated. with a glass now full of fruity goodness, she hopped up on the counter beside frankie, making sure she wasn’t too close to ruin what they were doing. “thanks for the nice breakfast, lovely. how’s your morning so far?”

( closed starter for @eileys​ )

it was uncommon for the pair not to wake up in each other’s arms the morning after a party, but caleb had managed to get himself in the middle of a few inconveniences last night, one of which left him with a gnarly bruise under his eye. feeling slightly guilty for leaving her so abruptly after they took shots together, caleb made his way over to the sigma epilson house to pay her a visit. he figured she’d have heard about what happened by now, stories known to spread fast around campus. he also knew she was one of the few who wouldn’t judge. once the female opened the door, a sheepish grin tugged at his lips as he raked his fingers through his hair. “what do you say, rivera — you wanna help me cover this up?” 

tired eyes shot open at the sound of a firm knock on her door. normally after parties, eiley was slightly hungover, but it was different this time. she had already been up earlier, but was already back in bed to try and sleep off the gnarly hangover she infringed upon herself the night before. “hellooooo,” she finally greeted, big framed glasses peeking out from around. as soon as her eyes fully focused on caleb, her soft expression turned to one of concern. “jesus, caleb,” she paused, now touching the side of his face. her thumb grazed over the bruise as her eyes scanned the rest of his face for any other injuries before eventually stepping aside to let him in. “what the hell happened? was this from last night? i knew there was a fight, but i had no clue you were involved.”

              before she could even raise the glass, the other had knocked it all back in one swift movement. mirroring her actions, karter follows suit, the burn of the alcohol moved down her her chest and settled in the pit of her stomach. lips are pursed, the taste of cheap alcohol a disservice compared to the top tier ones she would drink when home. ‘ jameson and i saw you take that shot like a champ. ’ on that response alone, karter knows that eiley may have drank to the degree where everything simply tastes and goes down like water. ‘ dude are you okay ??how much have you had to say that shit. ’

"jameson? damn...” with widened eyes, she chuckled and gently shook her head. “kinda glad i didn’t taste that shit.” whiskey, or any black liquors for that matter, was never eiley’s favorite. she would always say they tasted like kerosine. “pssh, yeah, no, i’m fine,” she assured, waving her hands to brush off their worry. at karter’s second question, she looked off to the side to really think about just how inebriated she was. “i mean, i kinda... don’t know.” eiley pursed her lips and scrunched her nose a little, “i think i’m ready to coast for a while though, don’t worry. blacking out is not on the agenda tonight.” eiley was usually the one worrying about everyone else and the seven packets of liquid iv in her waist bag was a testament to that, so to have karter keeping her eye out for her made eiley feel safe. “how about you? have you been staying hydrated?”

he felt a tinge on his cheeks as she complimented his fit and although he was quick to blame it on the alcohol, he knew it had more to do with the words that were coming out of her mouth and the way she was looking at him. “why, thank you, rivera,” he said, flashing her a bright smile as he popped the collar of his shirt. “you know i had to clean up good if i wanted to be deemed worthy of having a girl like you in my arms.” his words overflowed with praise for the female, a trait of his that seemed to be amplified whenever he was under the influence, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t being truthful. “well, it’s a good thing i found you to help you get on my level then, huh?” he said to her teasingly, a satisfied grin on his face when she accepted his offer to take shots with him. his own fingers interlaced with hers as he let her take the lead. as they reached the kitchen, his eyes scanned the available alcohol choices. “oh, don’t you worry about that. i got you,” he gave her a playful wink as he reached for the bottles of vanilla schnapps and cranberry juice. “it’s called a cherry cheesecake.” once he was done mixing the liquids, he offered her a shot glass, keeping the other for himself. one hand grabbed the edge of the counter she was leaning against, enclosing her frame between the counter and his body. the other hand raised his own shot glass, a small smirk on his face as he said, “bottoms up.” 

"deemed worthy,” she repeated with a soft laugh in her tone as her eyes rolled playfully. “please, my head is already too big.” there was a few things eiley could always count on caleb for and one of them was an ego boost. now that she thought about it, she wasn’t sure caleb had ever said anything about her that wasn’t anything short of nice. though neither had she. everything between them was positive always and that gave eiley a little something to think about, but would table that for when she was a bit more sober. now that she was comfortable against the counter, eiley sat back and watched caleb mix something up for them with arms crossed over her chest. she paid close attention to his movements and what he was doing, subconsciously biting down on the right side of her bottom lip. “thank you.” she gently took the glass meant for her into her possession and offered a sparkling grin in return. mirroring caleb, she raised her glass, clinking it against his. “bottoms up!” she repeated before tossing it back in one swift movement, dark brown hair swaying as a result. chocolate eyes looked off to the side as she thought about the taste as she rested the now empty glass on the counter beside her. “hm, still confused why it’s called a cherry cheesecake when cranberry juice was involved. either way, that was bomb. i’ve never had that before.” with the hand that once held a shot, she gripped the counter beside her, letting her eyes drift back to caleb’s. “i’m kinda th bite-the-bullet and shoot tequila straight kinda girl.”

“mhm, ‘course i did,” he hummed in response, pleased she seemed just as delighted to see him. both of them were sociable to a similar extent and despite having been occupied entertaining other people, he somehow always found himself gravitating towards her at some point of the night. sure, he was having fun with everyone ( the smell of alcohol on him was evident of that ) but he sought-after her company in particular. setting his empty cup down on a nearby table, he rested his other hand on her waist and turned her around so they were facing each other. “you look beautiful, as always,” he complimented her with a grin, dark eyes meeting with hers. “yeah?” raising an eyebrow, he obeyed, “okay, i won’t ask you their names. but i’m glad to hear you’ve been having fun.” arms wrapped around her slim waist, holding her close to him as he answered her question, “just been here and there, taking shots with … oh god, i don’t even remember how many people i’ve taken shots with,” he let out a laugh at his own forgetfulness, the alcohol taking effect. one hand reached up to tuck a few wild strands of hair behind her ear, “but not with you … yet. you wanna take a shot with me?”

"oh, caleb, you’re too sweet,” eiley replied, gently pinching his chin between her index finger and thumb with a scrunched nose. her gaze lingered at his eyes, but reluctantly followed down to quickly glance at his outfit. “you don’t look so bad yourself, walsh. i like the fit,” she admired, tugging the hem of his blousy shirt. for a moment she forgot that she had been hanging with new people, but before she could even go back to acknowledging them, caleb turned her to face him and eiley couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle, instinctively letting her arms rest on his shoulders. “you’ve already lost count? damn, seems like you’ve passed me already. but i also haven’t been here very long,” she admitted with a shrug and a grin. her chocolate eyes studied his face as he fixed her hair for her, but his request for shots pulled her out of it. “yes, yes, totally. i need to get on your level, like, now.” slender fingers grabbed one of the hands around her waist, spinning out of his grasp. with their fingers laced together, eiley pulled caleb through the crowded frat house to the kitchen where she knew the good stuff was. “i’ll let you play bartender,” she stated, leaning against the counter. “fuck me... up.” 

𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 @eileys​

         the stereo’s bass blasted through the party space, reverberating through her chest as she sinks the ping pong ball into the last cup, a victorious smirk gracing her features having one the game of beer pong. she cheers along with the a few of the frat boys, before exiting the scene before she gets roped into another round. it was time for karter to make her rounds, making sure that none of the sorority sisters were getting too sloppy with their partying. with hennessy on her lips, the stench of weed and nicotine clinging to her clothes, her line of sight catches eiley and she’s quick to grab a couple shots. ‘ shot o’ clock. drink up. ’ a glint of mischief in her eyes, handing them the shot glass.

heavily made up eyes rested shut as her hips swayed to the thumping music. at this point in the night, eiley really didn’t have a care of what was going on around her. with little to nothing in her cup, her hand still held a tight grip over the top. karter’s initial interruption of her dance session made her pout a little, but at the mention of shots, eiley’s lips curved up into a grin. “ooh, shot o’ clock! my favorite time of day!” dark locks swung as eiley tossed back whatever was in the glass. “what was that? either my tastebuds are shot or that didn’t even touch my tongue.”