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     vera had dealt with her fair share of wild times on tour already, but having her ex-husband show up at her hotel was definitely not one she was expecting. her initial response was anger. she was pissed that he had come all this way to bother her on her tour about something she really didn’t want to speak about, but she also knew an explanation  or a conversation of some kind was probably necessary.  once she let him in, she knew it would be hard to get him out, so she decided to just let it go. “ nothing stupid. “ she said again, to remind him she wasn’t in the mood for any kind of bullshit. “ you think i don’t know that? i’m surprised you’ve lasted these few minutes without saying anything dumb. “ she said, rolling her eyes while taking a seat on the suite couch. she moved her eyes to the other couch to try and signal to him that sitting down was okay. it made her feel even more uncomfortable with him just standing there. once she heard him begin to speak, she let out a big sigh and ran a hand over her ponytail. the stress she used to feel when dealing with their situation began to set in again. “ i’m really pissed at you. “ vera said, nodding in agreement with him stating that. “ you didn’t though. why would i want to look at you after what you did to me? you’re incredibly selfish and i still don’t think you deserved it, sorry. “

◟    𝔁𝓲𝓲𝓲.   ┈ ´    :    a    𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹    𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇    for    @gcbrielst    !

           𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭    𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭    𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝    𝐢𝐧    𝐚    blur  ,    &     honestly  atlas  can’t  remember  anything  from  stepping  off  the  stage  after  his  set    &    waking  up  this  morning  .  luckily  ,  the  camera  crew  are  out  following  his  parents  who  ,  to  keep  up  appearance  arrived  to  see  their  son  perform    &    enjoy    the  scenery  .  so  ,  glad  to  have  a  few  moments  to  himself  ,  he  drags  his  hungover  ass  to  his  best  friend’s  bedroom    &    flops    down  onto  his  bed  .  had  he  performed  alone  ,  it  for  sure  would’ve  been  fun  but  gabriel  had  been  there  through  every  single  second  of  creating  his  debut  album  ,  so  it’s  only  right  that  he  shared  the  stage  with  him  .  furrowing  his    golden    brows  ,  he  shoves  the  male  awake  ,  frowning  .    ❛    abe  ,  wake  the  fuck  up  .  we  still  have  one  more  day  to  go  .  the  party  isn’t  over  yet  .    ❜

             𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬  𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫  𝐠𝐚𝐛𝐞  𝐜𝐚𝐧  still  feel  the  familiar  adrenaline  rush  that  he  often  experiences  after  a  performance  .  however  ,  it  feels  like  a  constant  high    ;    after  all  ,  he  played  a  set  at  coachella--a  dream  of  his  for  a  while  now  .  what  makes  it  better  is  that  he  shared  the  stage  with  his  long-term  best  friend  .  despite  this  ,  though  ,  that  didn’t  automatically  cause  the  pounding  headache  to  subside  .  maybe  it  wasn’t  the  best  choice  to  get  obliterately  wasted  right  after  coming  from  his  set  ,  but  it  was  a  celebration  !  currently  ,  a  pillow  is  covering  his  head  as  gabriel  lays  on  his  stomach  on  the  bed  .  his  eyes  shut  tighter  once  he  feels  the  bed  dipping  ,  attempting  to  fight  off  the  increased  pain  in  his  head  once  atlas  started  speaking  ,    ❛    fucking  relax  ,  ace  .  at  least  give  me  another  two  hours  otherwise  my  brain  is  going  to  explode    &   you’ll  be  the  one  responsible  explaining  to  the  goddamn  cops  where  i  went    &    disappeared  to  .    ❜

VIOLET: how cavalier of you! don't you care about your best friend approving of the girl you date? or do you just not give a shit about anything these days? so you would be perfectly content throwing a friendship out the window then? got it! allie is my best friend & i want her to like the guy that i've been in love with for years. is that too much to ask?

VIOLET: i'm not.

GABE: how are you failing to understand that it'd be /MY/ relationship that i'm going to be involved in. whether atlas likes the girl or not, it's my decision at the end of the day because i'd want to genuinely be with her. & if he was my best friend he'd respect that much, which i know he would. it's not throwing a friendship out the window, stop being fucking dramatic lmao.

nova: i did say it was because i was an idiot, gabe. so yes i know it was my fault

nova: thank you

nova: its been amazing i fucking love it like i owe vera my fucking life tbh

gabe: well then, as long as you're aware of that fact

gabe: that's good, she really pulled through for you

rory: so u want me to kick ur ass on coachella grounds, got it

rory: yeah right like you'd last not hooking up with a fan :)

rory: you've never said that to me before ... shut up

rory: i'm always right keep up bitch :/

rory: are u saying i’m a messier drunk than u

rory: why do you say swapped spit why can't you just say we made out you weirdo

rory: i won't slap u, but 2/10 for effort and also because u brought it up smh

gabe: if u even TRY ace is going to kick /urs/ for even going near his husband

gabe: don't make me out to be some nympho wtf, i don't have to hook up with a fan

gabe: that was an example of being NICE, you should try it

gabe: that's the biggest lie u've ever told me :/

gabe: idk maybe

gabe: bc you said we're gonna spit swear so saying swapped spit makes more sense

rory: or if you want, i can go back to demon

rory: i mean i could have but i’m probably not gonna

rory: la guys are weird anyway lmao

rory: i bet you can’t even be nice to me for a week :(

rory: fuck u i can be good when i want :/

rory: when i see u we’re spit swearing

gabe: do that & i'll call u kid again

gabe: tell you what, if u aren't gonna hook up w/ a fan then i won't either

gabe: they're so fucking weird, u deserve better than those creeps

gabe: i was gonna say bet but you're probably right :/

gabe: not when there's drugs & alcohol involved

gabe: that's easy enough since we already swapped spit

rory: do u want me to be nice or not stop with the mixed signals

rory: oh sick hahaha there’s tons of them at coachella probably

rory: no u aren’t :(

rory: okay well just because you wanna see that happen i’m gonna be on my best behavior

rory: as long as u promise :/

gabe: fine ig gabey can stay then ... for now

gabe: yeah you probably could have some of your own there, huh?

gabe: yes i am :( stop slandering

gabe: u + best behavior = impossible sry

rory: i’d be ur arm candy wdym gabey

rory: i’ll be nice to u if you are to me :/

rory: who the fuck else would hold it against me, u just want me to be banned from coachella

rory: i feel like ur not gonna share with me

gabe: ok first of all gabey? gotta go

gabe: second of all i don't need that tho bc i'm tryna get groupies :/

gabe: i'm always nice to you :(

gabe: yeah maybe, so what of it. it'd be funny seeing security carrying you out