( ❝ bad intentions❞ )

Jaz: are you drunk?

jaz: .... what are we talking about then?

Jaz: to be honest, no, i never worked with you directly

Jaz: and i work with A LOT of people

Jaz: i am really not

Jaz: i feel so fucking offended right now lol

MILA: awww don't be lol!

jaz: but i'm not lying wtf

Jaz: and why would i lie?

Jaz: ... since i were like .... ten.

jaz: i might be a writer, but i'm no story teller

jaz: it was an expression

jaz: like, pretty please with a cherry on top?

“ah, yes, memes. that was my goal when i first got into music, no grammys, just memes.” he grinned, flipping the page. “it’s interesting seeing their version of what happens when they take pictures. like, here they’re saying that my eyes are closed because i’m thinking about my tortured past, but really the sun was in my eyes.”

“once you have memes, you made it. we all know it’s the toughest goal to achieve,” she spoke, sarcasm lacing her soft voice. a chuckle escaped her lips as she looked down at the picture he mentioned. “they make up the craziest stuff, it’s like reading fanfictions.”

he held his hands out, as though questioning her faith in him. “mila, c’mon,” he spoke, tilting his head, “you think i didn’t come over here without weed ??” kostas pulled out a small container, filled with several pre-rolled joints. “light up.”

“well, i did kind of think you wouldn’t have any on you right now...” she confessed with a smirk creeping across her plump lips. manicured fingers grabbed onto his jacket as she pulled him closer to her as soon as her eyes dropped on the joints he kept hidden. carefully, she grabbed one out of the container and placed it on her mouth. “you have a lighter?”

❛ you would not believe what just fuckin happened to me ! i was minding my own damn business, eating dinner, and this middle aged lady comes up to me and asks me to take her daughter’s virginity ! what the hell ? who does that ? i’ve had some creeps ask me to have sex with them, sure, but to offer up your child ? it was so disturbing.❜

“what?!” mila exclaimed, shock washing over her face. as a public person, she also had her fair share of strange requests. but this one beat them all. “that’s fucked up on so many level! did you ask her why the hell she would even suggest that?”

“you know, even though i give paps a lot of shit, they take some funny pictures.” he held up a magazine, showing a picture of him making a stupid face as he tries to catch his cellphone, mid-fall. “at least they didn’t get a picture of my phone shattering on the pavement.” he grinned, reaching for his coffee and taking a sip. “what about you, did you find an embarrassing picture yet?”

turquoise orbs dropped to the picture he showed her. and inevitably, mila couldn’t contain her warm laugh. “trust me, i’ve got plenty of embarrassing pictures too. it’s because of them, that we end up being memes!”

jaz: thinking about paying a visit to the tattoo studio

jaz: not sure yet what will come out of it but i'm hopeful

jaz: what u think? yes? no? maybe with a coconut hat on top?

THE AMARI FAMILY — FAMILY TEMPLATE

MANON LAURENT DESMOND, FORTY TWO — BIOLOGICAL MOTHER ( ANGELINA JOLIE )

Former aspiring model. It never really worked out for Manon. From a very young age, she was rebellious, yearning for success and money. When she turned 18, she left her parents and  hometown Paris to move to Monaco — a sovereign city based in the French Riviera. She worked as a waitress in a fancy café near the Casino and met plenty of men who promised her they would make her famous. Somehow, it never happened. A few years after, she met Elias — her future husband, father of her only child, and biggest heartbreak of her life.

ELIAS AMARI, FORTY FIVE — BIOLOGICAL FATHER ( WENTWORTH MILLER )

At the age of 22, Elias left the United States after a two year sentence in jail. He was a computer engineer, one of the best in his field. His hobby and passion, however, got the best of him when he got caught for hacking a private server. He took advantage of his freedom to travel all around the world. But as he stopped to Monaco for a week, he met the beautiful Manon. It was love at first sight. And before they could even think, they got married and welcomed a beautiful little baby. However, Elias was too “young”, or so was his explanation for wanting to leave the two brunettes. Everything happened too fast in his head and he eventually left his family six months after Mila was born. Today, he is the reason why the singer has trust issues towards men. She has never heard of him since the day he left. But word on the street says he has a family of his own now.

RICHARD DESMOND, FIFTY FOUR — STEP FATHER ( BRAD PITT )