love the 80's

IT WAS A USUAL friday night for the twenty-two year old, the bitter taste of alcohol on her tongue and a scrunchie tight around her wrist for when it got too hot around the crowded bodies. house parties weren’t the greatest thing she goes to but the traditions of it kept her somewhat boring routine interesting. the tipsy brunette was making way to the bathroom when somebody knocked into her causing her to flip them off and open the creaky door. much to her dismay, a hunched over body with someone rubbing their back had her crinkling her nose. “oh shit, sorry.” she spoke with distaste, eyes taking in the scene before her. “can i um- get you guys something? like… maybe water?” 

IT WENT WITHOUT SAYING this house party was not Karina’s scene. If it weren’t for a friend cashing in a favor, she wouldn’t have been there. She gravitates to the walls, but for reasons unknown. It could be her desire to go unnoticed or that she’s already convinced herself that the majority of the guests weren’t worth her time - a mindset she wasn’t too determined to change quite yet. Then she noticed her friend throwing themselves at anyone standing too close. So she guided them to the bathroom. Karina was on the brink of losing her patience when the creak of the door drew her attention to the unexpected guest. “A time machine would be nice,” Karina muttered as she resisted the urge to physically harm anyone. “Just water. Thanks.”

             HE’S STANDING OUTSIDE OF THE ARCADE , a cigarette perched perfectly between his fingers , smoke leaving his lips effortlessly. he’s particularly annoyed today , though maddox was annoyed EVERYDAY – this day he felt more BOTHERED than usual. he eyes are glued to the ground , especially when he feels someone in FRONT of him. he waits , hoping the figure will leave before he actually has to engage with them , but to NO AVAIL , he finally takes a deep breath , taking a drag from his cigarette before finally speaking. “ am i in your way or somethin’ ? ” he speaks , not looking up. “ speak up , no reason for you to hang around in front of me unless you need something. and if you NEED something , well , don’t. ”

“can’t you just bleach it back?” julia asks the girl, genuinely curious as to if that would work. 

"normally i would have just replaced them all by now, but that might be the smartest thing you’ve said.” karina considers the suggestion for a moment before shaking her head. “if it was that simple, would this still be an issue?”

“you’ve got plans tonight?” beau asks the girl, taking one last hit from the cigarette before he tosses it onto the ground, heel of his shoe smushing it in further. “i’m not arguing with you on that one.”

"depends what you have in mind. i might be free, but i still have standards and i will not be seen in a grimy bar.” karina tells him. “got experience with pissing girls off? doesn’t sound like a compelling reason for me to come out with you.”

“take a chill pill.” julia murmurs, eyes staying on the book that was on her lap. “i’m sure it’ll be fine. like – you don’t needa geek out over nothing.” 

“should’ve been there last night.” beau tells the other, cigarette dangling between his lips as he glares at the other. “this guy got his head bashed in because his ex-girlfriend showed up and hit him with a beer bottle. it was fucking gnarly.” 

“take a chill pill.” julia murmurs, eyes staying on the book that was on her lap. “i’m sure it’ll be fine. like – you don’t needa geek out over nothing.” 

your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye. oh you’re a loaded gun, yeah. oh, there’s no where to run. no one can save me. the damage is done. BRODHI IYER IS MUSE 8B

baby boy has always had self destructive tendencies

most of the time he self sabotages the good things in his life bc he feels like he doesn’t deserve them

he loves everything multimedia and can often be found taking pictures

generally well mannered and doesn’t fight bc he hates confrontation / doesn’t think it’s worth it

kinda alcohol dependent since he developed sleeping problems 

he gets in his own head when he’s along so even if he’s out and cranky, he knows it’s better than being alone and sad

you know that we are living in a material world and i am a material girl. some boys romance, some boys slow dance - that’s alright with me. if they can’t raise my interest then i have to let them be. KARINA SPARKS IS MUSE 12B

once upon a time karina could get anything she ever dreamed off in a blink of her eye

her father was a ceo of a big gun company and her mother was a big name in hollywood. that all changed when her dad quit his job bc he decided he was unhappy there

this is the first time karina’s ever had to work in her life and it’s been an eye opening experience

she’s realized she has life negative skills and is trying to figure out if she can even support herself

or if she’ll do what her mom did and marry for money

while she’s pretty social, she doesn’t share personal details with everybody