scars to your beautiful.

em: omg i cant suffer alone here Isa!

em: yesss I also just went shopping so i have soo much food!!!

em: what time?

isa: that's something that should have had a warning!!!!

isa: gbless, food is my best friend honestly.

rory: sometimes i consider changing my order but i live in constant fear of annoying the baristas :/

rory: peppermint mocha latte?? that sounds magical

rory: they still have it! cute barista guy says they're serving holiday flavors until next week but i think we should petition for them to be served all year tbh

isa: i don't think they'd be annoyed, any time i change mine up they're shocked.

isa: it's literally my favorite and it's only around for a limited time which is utter bullshit if you ask me.

freddie was beginning to regret his choice of making an appearance at the pool party. he had never been keen on parties; and on top of that, he found the whole concept of gathering residents to have them socialize to be completely pointless. sure, he could be found charming through the eyes of certain people, but at this point, with the crowd who attended the party, there really wasn’t anyone he found a certain beneficial interest in. his eyes wandered around the open room for a brief moment – almost as though he had decided to give yet another chance for the party redeem himself from scanning the faces of whom he could possibly either strike a worthy conversation with, or hold chances on him winning a jackpot. but his eyes came to a full halt when it landed onto a figure that seemed all too familiar to him. it was as though his entire being had been poisoned, leaving him paralyzed as he watched the girl from where he stood. it didn’t take long for him to slowly subconsciously make his way towards her; his eyes begging for a better look, for her to stay in his focus, just so he could take a longer look at her – to know that this wasn’t some sick dream. it wasn’t until he snapped out of his trance; the familiar voice assuring him that it was all real.

“sorry,” he muttered softly and rather quickly for someone who doesn’t apologize much, “i didn’t mean to stare.” he cleared his throat, ducking his head down and breaking eye contact as he gave out a sheepish chuckle – fucking fool. he was unsure of how he should feel. a rush of old memories beginning to rewind itself in his head whilst the emotions within him swirled. “it’s just around the corner on your left,” he enlightened, forcing himself  to give isabella his best smile; but the results only had the edges of his lips twitching.

isabella was known to the media for being a party child, loving the atmosphere that came with going to parties, letting loose and having fun. it was her scene, where she felt the most comfortable. but today? today she was tired, not feeling like getting up from her chair to socialize. if people wanted to talk to her, she figured they’d come to her. even if no one did, she wasn’t sure she’d find herself complaining about. it was an off day for her, meaning that if everyone left her alone, she’d be more than fine with that. however, that didn’t mean that she didn’t like social interaction. she thrived off of it, especially when it didn't have to do with anything revolving around her job, the movies she was in or the press conferences that went with that. even then though, she knew for a fact she’d seen some paparazzi outside, now, if they were there for her or not, she didn’t know. but she also knew how to avoid them as best as she could. which is why she was stuck to her chair like glue, however, she’d caught someone out of the corner of her eye and it almost made her choke. what she could see of the figure was something that felt all too familiar to her and she knew exactly what that meant. she’d glanced up from her phone ever-so-slightly to peek up at him without being obvious. what was he doing there? did he live here too? or did someone bring him as their plus one? the second she saw him she had this major flashback, to the happiness and pain they both went through and it almost made her want to run.

gray let out another laugh, pretending to tip an imaginary cowboy hat in the girl’s direction. “well, where i come from, it’s just manners,” he replied. he squinted his eyes to try and filter out the sunlight, looking out in the bar’s direction. the pool was ridiculously crowded, but that’s the nature of a party, right? “i have a tendency to apologize to chairs when i bump into ‘em, so y’know. but i am never one to turn down the company of a pretty lil’ lady, especially in pursuit for some drinks.” he offered his hand graciously with a wider smile on his face.

em: I've decided that reddit 50/50 is so horrible it needs to be brain bleached with puppies and love and cute animal.

em: ya get me? bc I'm about to cry.

isa: i wasn't even aware that this was a thing until you texted me, you should have told me not to google it!!

kadie scoffed, a sardonic smile on her lips as she listened to the girl’s excuse, “well i suggest you brush up on your comedic skills cause that wasn’t very funny.” at the girl’s offer, kadie raised a brow before narrowing her eyes in slight suspicion. “alright..” she said carefully while giving a slow nod, “that sounds good to me.”

❝ Your suit looks perfect, even if something bad happens, nudity is natural ❞ Lena hoped that her words didn’t sound weird at all. ❝ Your job? Are you an actress? ❞ Lena rocked back and forth on her heels, finding the conversation amusing, maybe she just needed to talk to someone new to feel a little better. ❝ Agree, a day off is amazing, and don’t tell me, being wasted is my only way to have fun these days, sad but true ❞

almost immediately upon arriving at the pool house and spotting what was easily more than half of the complex’s population, davina regretted her choice in attending the party. once her eyes quickly caught on to the table overflowing of alcohol of various nameless and cheap brands though, her stay continued to extend as the minutes passed. still, just because she planned on staying a little longer didn’t mean she planned on socializing. she found more than enough content in simply retreating in her own little corner of the party, watching her intoxicated neighbours as they buzzed around in excitement. her personal choice of isolation was disrupted when a girl only a one or two feet away spoke in her direction, irritation coating her words — a concept davina was already extremely familiar with. “a picture of some petite, pale white girl showing off her non-existent tan and bathing suit she spent way too much on.” davina began, turning to face them. “sounds a little overdone, don’t you think ? i personally don’t think it’d sell for much.” concluding her observations, she merely shrugged a shoulder. “the drinks are over there,” she nodded at the direction of the designated drinks table before looking back at isabella. “you sure you wanna risk going over there, though ? who knows — someone just might breathe in your direction.”

rory: so i officially go to starbucks so much that the barista knows my name & order

rory: i don't know if i should feel proud or embarrassed

rory: but anyway, while i'm here do you want me to grab you anything?

isa: good lord im glad i'm not the only one that they know... however, i do tend to change my order up some and i think they hate me for that.

isa: proud, most certainly.