* 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 / 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠 .

“Maybe it’s just like, a slow news day or something?” Savannah shrugged her shoulders as she looked over at Silas. If the pap ever got pics of her extremely drunk at the club, her parents would probably lecture her for the next year. That’s why she was always careful not to get too wild while going out to the clubs. “Wait, what? Am I hearing this right? You’re having a baby?” The blonde can’t help but shout in pure shock. 

“or people are obsessed with me.” silas smirked, putting his phone back in his pocket. it definitely wasn’t the craziest thing he’d ever trended for, so, for now at least, he could rest easy. “uh... i mean, i’m not, but... yeah. my girl is.” technically, he wasn’t so sure if she was actually his girl at the moment - it tended to change practically on a week-to-week basis, but in his mind, she was always going to be his girl. especially now that they were having a kid together. “she’s a couple months. you didn’t see our insta posts?” 

she laughed at his reaction to her comment. “i’m kind of sick of cameras, so i’m all for, like, a house party. maybe we should do it at mine though, i don’t want to interrupt your baby mama’s beauty sleep.” lana said, and she was completely honest. sometimes she thought that maybe she was more excited than silas about his baby. the actress took a sip of the soda she’d gotten from one of the waiters and sighed. “but, like, only if you invite hot guys.”

“you don’t gotta worry about that.” silas reassured lana, as he glanced around the room for the nearest exit. “we don’t live together.” his attention, however, was brought back to his friend upon hearing her stipulation for attending the party at his place. “what? i’m not hot enough for you?” 

“Is it bad I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that it’s not going to be something good?” Savannah replies honestly, biting down on her bottom lip that she had just reglossed. “Have you said or done anything that would make people talk?” The blonde loved attention probably just as much as Silas, but she only preferred the kind that was positive in nature. “Maybe someone took an embarrassing picture of you and turned it into a meme?”

“nah, just... realistic.” silas scrunched up his nose as he shrugged, tapping his finger on the screen to click on the topic. “oh. it’s just pap pics of me leaving the club drunk the other night. how is that even news? not like it’s the first time that’s happened.” it was, however, the first time it had happened since the announcement of his father-to-be status had become public - something the comments were making clear to point out. “people already think i’m a shitty dad, and this kid isn’t even born yet, what the fuck?” 

“hi, king !” she squealed when silas hurried over to her, hugging him as he kissed each of her cheeks, and ignoring all the flashes going off around them – she’d gotten good at it. “i mean, you could always dip a tampon in vodka, babes.” she whispered, though it was hard to tell if she was joking. “we should leave early, though, go somewhere that’s less… you know. pr positive.” from the way she said it, you’d think ‘pr positive’ was an insult, though it was ironic considering she had a pretty good reputation. 

“dip a-” silas squinted, not entirely sure whether or not she was joking. sure, it was something he’d heard before, but... no one actually did that. ...right? “we could head back to my place - throw a real party. i can get a good crowd in like, a half hour.” if there was one thing silas knew, it was how to have a good time. “...or i know this place a few blocks away, but... it’s not as private. at my place, we can do whatever we want, you know? no paps.”