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THE VAMPIRE LESTAT 03.07 | "The Failures"

victoria was having too much fun. it was so easy. she felt like she didn't need even need to do that much to make maya squirm. "i think i'll enjoy you watching do other things more." she says with a smirk on her face before licking her lips. she's surprised that the other accuses her of bluffing. "why would i bluff? you think i'm just all talk and no game? we're roommates, you know that's not true." she lets out a laugh. "i hear you too, you know. touching yourself. you think you're so quiet and no one can hear you. but i hear everything, all the panting breaths and the whimpers." she turns more towards maya and inches closer to her, so that she's almost whispering in the other's ear. "i hear the restraint, i hear the small moans you try to repress." a wicked smile appears on her face before she adds, "i even hear you whimpering out my name."

maya's face burns hot at the words, blood rushing to her cheeks so fast she feels dizzy, and when she opens her mouth to deny it, the words die in her throat. the look in victoria's eyes says she knows with cold, certain clarity what she's been getting up to late at night when maya thinks she's fast asleep in the other room. she wants to step back, to put space between them, but her feet won't move—trapped by the sudden overwhelming awareness of every secret she's tried to keep hidden behind these godforsaken thin walls. maya realizes how naive she's been and that she probably should've known better. but a tiny part of her has been hoping she would be able to get away with it. "you weren't supposed to hear any of that," she finally whispers, the admission slipping out before she can stop it. her humiliation only seems to grow bigger as she lets out an involuntary whine at victoria's words. "that's... that's not fair, v."

she could be cordial with him , right ? they both have grown and should forgive and forget ... right ? " that actually was the plan i was going for : the whole i see you and pretend you don't exist. clearly i was doing a good job at it before since i didn't even realize you were here." she took a drink from the glass in her hand. she needed the alcohol to immediately do it's thing. she hummed softly at his words. " and what did you think would happen ?" this was not out of spite , or said with sarcasm. she was genuinely questioning it. " hell i wasn't sure how to react with you coming over here and talking to me. i thought seeing you would make me yell and scream. but here i am. it should show a sign of progress."

"yeah, i'd say not screaming at me is a pretty great start." his smile is small, genuine, the kind he might not have expected to wear tonight. at her question, zaire scratched at the back of his neck nervously. "honestly? i didn't have some grand expectation." he shrugged. "maybe you'd tell me to get lost. maybe you'd ignore me. maybe we'd stand here makin' awkward small talk for five minutes before one of us bailed." his gaze settled on hers, more soft than it had been in awhile. "i just got tired of what would've happened if i never came over. we lost so many years because of one stupid fight. figured i'd risk an uncomfortable conversation rather than spend another decade wishin' i'd said hello."

“They’re such a truly deep thinking, emotional human being who has a voracious IQ. Super, super bright. Usually the brightest person in the room. And they have an incredible, quiet, powerful generosity of spirit. I think, actually, what’s incredible about them as a person and as an actor is that there’s just this wonderful sense of mystery, even when you know them, and Emma’s constantly surprising me with stuff.” — MATT SMITH

seeing the other's facial features , and tone , change, so did her own. the woman glanced back at the person she was talking to ( and said person looking back at her and seemed to be waiting for her). she gave the stranger an apologetic smile before tunring her head back to juno. " no , no you're right. we have to make things look believable and ... and i was being an asshole." a soft chuckle left her lips. santana held her hand out to her. " wanna get out of here ? get some ice cream? seems a lot better than what's going on here. i think we both could use some fresh air."

juno blinked, not expecting santana to give in so easily. "hey... you weren't being an asshole," she said quietly, her eyes dropping to the hand santana offered before a smile slowly tugged at her lips. without another word, juno slipped her fingers into hers, giving them a gentle squeeze. "ice cream sounds a lot better than pretending to enjoy this stupid party anyway." she let out a soft laugh, already leading santana towards the exit. "besides, i think we've earned a break from pretending to be the perfect fake couple for one night."

INDE NAVARRETTE as NIKKI FREEMAN Obsession (2026) — dir. Curry Barker

charlotte wasn't usually one to take the lead on asking others out but there was something about miriam that made her curious, something she didn't want to pass up. a blush continued to warm her cheeks, dimpled smile growing, "yeah? did i do okay?" it was a sweet moment, fuelled by the fact that the woman agreed to go out with her. "can i have your number so i'm able to contact you about what i have in mind?"

the question drew another smile from miriam. "i think you did more than okay," she said, eyes meeting charlie's without hesitation. "you managed to turn a free sample into a date, which honestly feels pretty impressive." reaching into her bag, miriam pulled her phone out, unlocking it and holding it out towards charlie. "put your number in too—i have a feeling if i leave here with just yours, i'll end up overthinking whether i should text first."

carefully watches her response, ( selfishly ) waiting for any sign of jealousy - - and isn't that twisted? to hope to drive eden to the point of envy. "making conversation, huh?" they ask, a smirk playing on lips. kiyan doesn't buy it for a second. and eden's denial is delicious. "curious about my love life? do you want to know if she touches me like you did?"

the question lands like a slap, the air leaving eden's lungs for a brief moment. she hates that kiyan can still do this—find the cracks in her armor and pry them wider with just a few words. "you're an asshole," she mutters, jaw tightening. "is that what this is? trying to make me jealous?" a humorless laugh escapes. "if she's the one, then why are you so interested in whether i'm bothered by it?"

"oh, i think you do," jordyn smirked playfully. she had maya wrapped around her finger, and she knew it. and if anything, jordyn enjoyed having the blonde around her finger as she watched her turn as red as a tomato. "flustered maya is.... very cute, what can i say?" she giggled. "maybe i just like watching you try and pick up the pieces. it's cute."

maya groaned, dragging a hand over her face. "please don't call me cute right now," she mumbled, though the way she was smiling betrayed any real annoyance. "you're impossible," she let out a quiet laugh, shaking her head. "you seem weirdly committed to making me question my sanity." she paused, biting the inside of her cheek. "and... it's working, by the way."

then why can't we? the question rests on the surface of her tongue, fingers fidgeting as riley stands there trying to look like what naomi just said didn't sting. the flirting, while a ruse, isn't exactly a poor reflection of how riley feels about the other but it's clear where her ex stands. "yeah, i — i get that. comfort and familiarity and all that shit," she chuckles nervously, crossing her arms to force herself to hold it together. "you'd think a year would've been enough for all of that to just go away, huh? apparently it didn't, if i..." still love you too. she clears her throat. "has there... been someone else then? since you've been away?"

naomi's brows knit together, the question catching her off guard. for a moment, she just stared at riley, then let out a humorless laugh. "is that all you think this is?" she asked softly, shaking her head. "no. there hasn't been anyone else." naomi felt slightly embarrassed at the honesty, because she was essentially admitting she'd spent all that time still waiting for riley. "that's kind of the problem." she looked away, swallowing the lump in her throat. "i tried to move on. i did, but i'd compare them all to us before the relationship even got a chance." she let out a sigh. "so, no. it's not because i foind someone better. it's because i never really stopped loving you, and i can't be around anyone else without wishing it was you."

was practically impossible to hide the surprise that plastered on her face when romeo is stomping through the crowd and towards her and the blonde, one that decided to spill each filthy desire he'd thought about since the moment she stepped into the party. “ i'm yours? ” words repeat in a dramatic flair, her thinly vailed attempt to hide the quickening beat of her heart at the scene he caused, “ funny, didn't seem like i was yours last night when you ran off. ” lips twitch into a threatening grin, head turning towards the blonde that had bolted the moment romeo showed up, “ all this changing your mind shit is giving me whiplash. ”

romeo's jaw flexes as he steps closer, close enough that the rest of the party is now drowned out around them. the jab lands harder than he cares to admit, but he's not about to give up yet. "yeah," he says simply, eyes on hers. "you are." a slow shake of his head follows. "running last night wasn't me changing my mind—it was me realizing how badly i was about to screw this up." romeo's gaze flickers over her before settling back on her eyes. "so call me an idiot if you want, but don't stand there pretending you don't know why i came back. i saw him looking at you, and the only thing i could think is that he doesn't get to have his shot when i'm still hopelessly stuck on you."