invisible.

BECKLEY: i am dedicated to getting out of it !! i just have my limits !!

LANDON: i'm just saying,

ELVIE: you're literally my best friend in the whole entire world but i never want to hear you say that you drink passion tea ever again

ELVIE: i mean, how bad was it really? did she seem to think it was funny? like you were doing a bit?

ELVIE: cause girls like funny guys in theory

LANDON: excuse you i find it delicious, refreshing, and frankly, i like to have a different drink other than coffee every now and then

LANDON: in theory??? that's not helping

LANDON: i don't know, i feel like it was really bad but that's because i'm the one who's embarrassed. she kind of made a face and laughed after i said it though. i'm not sure if it was a good laugh or a bad laugh.

wren: of course ! we can make a whole date of it !

landon: a whole date of it

felicity: SORRY oh my gosh

felicity: ... i don't think i know that song???

landon: it's the one from all of the really sad ASPCA commercials

BECKLEY: ...why would i admit to having gastrointestinal issues

“  no te preocupes, corazon.  ”  the shop’s ceramic floors no longer glistened once the piping hot beverage spilled. the coffee caused her pretty fawn skin to redden as she quietly swiped slender digits across the unsightly stain on her summery white dress. round cheeks flushed some, but looking at her then, there were no ill feelings present in her deep cognac orbs. ximena was a girl who wore her heart on her sleeve, and in that very moment, all she wanted to do was laugh it off. it was an accident. and accidents were bound to happen in a buzzing city such as new york. “  are you okay, though ?  you don’t happen to have a band-aid on you, now do you ?  ”

☆━ “i’m okay, and i do not,” landon answered. he looked down to where the coffee splattered across the tile, following the grooves of the calking like a runner in a maze. “but at least allow me to help clean this up, wouldn’t want anyone to slip and fall. with my grace and balance, it would probably be me,” landon started, joking lightly and making fun of his own clumsiness. he grabbed a stockpile of napkins and kneeled down to soak the spill. “are you alright?”

Wyatt was obviously known for being a soccer pro, but his volunteering work and active involvement in charities was definitely one of the top things he was praised for. Tonight though, he had to attend an event at the Clark Hotel in Manhattan, which he really wasn’t feeling. But to maintain his image and please his parents, Wyatt tried his hardest to be his best self, hoping the evening would go by quickly. When he suddenly noticed a familiar face, the tall man felt relieved, walking to them with two glasses of champagne. “ Didn’t know you’d be here! Believe me though, i’m really glad you are. “ He said, letting out a small chuckle.

☆━ charity was good, but the events that wealthy socialites and anyone on a who’s who list were expected to attend just weren’t in landon’s realm of comfort. flashing cameras and journalists with nosy questions made him feel awkward, and he didn’t need any assistance in that department as it was. tonight was some fancy dinner thing at some fancy hotel and of course, landon felt out of place. he stood with his hands in the pockets of his trousers, rolling the marble he kept with him between his thumb and finger. at the sound of the familiar voice, he turned and offered a small smile to the other. “i think i’m at all of these things,” he half-joked. “at least it feels that way. it’s good to see you, too. now i don’t feel like all of these elderly people are staring at me because i’m the weird guy in the corner.”

ELVIE: well first of all, you can never go back there again

ELVIE: second of all, that's probably for the best anyway because what the hell were you doing at starbucks where there are exactly 568 dunkin donuts restaurants in new york city?

LANDON: i hate it that you're right

LANDON: look don't judge me okay i just really wanted a passion tea and i can't get that at dunkin

LANDON: i hate myself

felicity: i was volunteering at the pound today right

felicity: and there was this adorable little pup with only one eye and it broke my heart i almost adopted him :'(

felicity: anyways, how was your day?

landon: why would you begin a conversation with something so sad

eliot: i decided to have a pumpkin carving contest against myself

eliot: the problem is i suck at carving pumpkins and idk if i'm winning or losing rn

eliot: either way they'll all be dead before halloween so rip my hard work

landon: you know i never carved a pumpkin

landon: though i imagine i'd be terrible at it

landon: using tools really isn't my specialty

landon: plus the whole process is just way too messy from what i've read on it

wren: so i forgot some stuff in france ://

wren: do you maybe want to go shopping with me?

landon: depends