Scarlett’s face twisted, confused before she leaned up to look at the male. “Are you serious?” she asked. Who just walked into someone’s room randomly, even if he was hot. “Dude, you’re built like a truck. Nothing I have will fit you–except…” she slid from the bed and opened up her closet, reaching onto the top shelf and pulling out an old t-shirt an ex had left behind. She turned and held it out for him. “That might work. Keep it. I don’t need it.” And slowly, she canted her head to the side, eyeing him up and down. “How’d you lose your shirt?”

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victoria sighed as clearly britt was going to take the fall for the one who had really been the one to eat the food. “you can’t cover for her all the time love.” she complained in a hushed voice as the red head came closer. looking over at their beautiful blonde girlfriend, she tried to think of a “punishment”. getting one, she smiled in a way that told colette she had messed up. “why don’t we…have some fun later in the bath as a way for you to make it up to me?” she purred, wrapping her arms around britt when she came close, leaning in to teasingly brush her lips against the other. oh yes, this would punish colette, she wouldn’t be too happy about not being able to join in. 

“that doesn’t…really sound like a way of her making it up to me.” the blonde mumbled as she started to slowly wiggle out her stiff joints.

              there was no such thing as britt being the good one in the picture. she loved it once in a while, however CHAOS seemed to follow her steps. or she was the one responsible for all the destruction. but the two of them  —  they just made her life easier. there was nothing she wouldn't do for them, especially taking the blame for something so small. “ i like the sound of that. ” red lips happily pressed her lips against hers, arms entangling around the brunnette's waist, pulling their chests together. “ mm, do we even let her watch? ” she muttered, teasing colette.

Her lips curled up into a sinister smile. “Hard?” she asked, eyebrow raising as her eyes lingered down his body, then back up again. “Is it that hard? I would think having me for a neighbor would be a joy.” 

open to m/f ; blaire is skinny dipping in your muse’s pool – could know each other or be strangers

“Oh no,” Blaire feigned embarrassment, barely attempting to cover herself beneath the water. “I didn’t think anyone was home.” As if that was a good excuse for trespassing. 

open to m/f ; her roommates are throwing a huge party downstairs, she’s in her room being antisocial – could be a friend/roommate/stranger

“Doesn’t anyone knock anymore?” Scarlett rolled her eyes, not bothering to look at whoever had just disturbed her solitude. “I’m not coming down to the party. So go ahead and save your breath.” 

                  the call that would change his life forever. noah tried to ignore the vibration under his pillow, but it didn't stop. not for a second. it was better to be serious. brows knitted together as he reached for his cell phone and noted the unknown number. it scared him even more. no one called this late at night to say good things. he really wanted to be wrong. 

the news fell into his lap and he froze. there was no way it could be true. not his best bro. it was like he had lost his own balance. he fought for air, trying to get out of bed as fast as he could. 

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Layla was in the middle of her modeling shoot with another model. The photographer was currently having her do different poses with another model who just so happened to be a male. So she was surprised to see a familiar face standing right behind the photographer. The small blonde hadn’t mentioned that she’d be having a photoshoot with another model to them. Mainly because she didn’t think it was that big of a deal. When she was finished, she walked over to them and smiled. “I didn’t know you were coming here today?” 

                  the male had just arrived, round sunglasses covering his tired eyes. dark circles that would reveal how he had spent his last night. a photoshoot was not in his knowledge — skipping the week's schedule to have some fun. the city was too fascinating not to be explored.  “ i was told there was a model here that would be worth waking up to. and my agent knows blondes are not my type. ” he held the sunglasses frames, freeing his dark hues for a moment. “ so i thought, it could only be one person. ”

“  any other girl who isn’t me.  i’m sure your texts are full of them  ,  ”   she ran a hand through her brunette locks  ,   still bitter.  ansley truly couldn’t believe that she was sitting here in front of him after he broke her heart while he asked her for a favor.  even more than that  ,  she couldn’t believe that she was actually considering it.  the holidays were never a great time for her and getting away did sound nice.  plus  ,  even with all the hurt he had caused  ,  she had a soft spot for him.   “  well  ,  if i’m going to do this  ,  we need to have some ground rules.  first  ,  when this is all over  ,  you tell them i dumped you.  second  ,  i get the bed.  ”  she sighs  ,  looking down at her coffee before looking back up.  “  fine.  i’ll do it.  ”

she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. golden child victoria, the one that never embarrassed her parents, the one who had finished college with flying colors and was the perfect daughter…even had the guy she had started to fall in love with. she probably didn’t know…but the fact even this part of her desires were taken by her older sister stung alexandra. worse, is that he knew it. she had spilled everything she felt towards victoria. the fact she loved her older sister, but also hated her for making everything harder for her younger sister. all the times she had been overshadowed, things dropped in favor of her sister, he knew it all.

her eyes flicked past him at the same time to the closed door. a hand coming up to hold onto the front of her sweater where her chest was starting to ache. she had no where to escape to, she was still against the counter forced to let him come closer. hearing her name coming from his lips had tears collecting in her eyes, but she refused to let her lower lip tremble or for that ball in throat to stay there. swallowing her brown eyes narrowed a little. 

“how about you start with how you’ve played me for an idiot?” she before turning her head to the side. “oh god…i can’t believe this. no, i can…but fuck.” oh god this was going to be the worse.

                  not even he'd be bold enough to go through with it if he knew victoria was her sister. cheating on her was already too much. but he managed to betray both of them. “ i didn’t know. ” he denied with his head. moving closer to alex, he leaned in, pressing both of his hands against the counter behind her. “ i...i've never done anything like this. ” embarrassed was little compared to what he felt  –– but the urge to explain himself to the woman was bigger than any pride at the moment. especially when she had tears daring to fall from her eyes. . “ if anyone is an idiot, it's me. trust me. ”

they were each others many firsts, they didn’t have experience in break-ups, maybe that was the reason why the first time they met bumps on their way it caused them to fall apart. they didn’t know what to do, how to fix their problems, there was no one to blame, it was life. at least none of them cheated or did some awful thing to hurt the other. right people, wrong time.    “ come on, i’m just messing with you. ”   young female said stealing a bottle from him and taking a big sip out of it. she felt the burning of alcohol going down her throat. after swallowing she looked at her ex trying to smile to make their conversation less depressing.   “ so, anyway… how is your love life doing? “    wow, out of all the questions she could ask, she did ask about that. truly, she just really wanted to know. taking another big sip she winced giving it back to marco.    “ now i remember why i hate tequila. “