ᶠᵉᵉˡᶤᶰᵍ ᵃ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵖᵉᶜᵘˡᶤᵃʳ

             morgan’s skin shows to  BATTLE THE HEAT  of the town.  despite living in a town in ireland  --  it did get hot;  hotter for comfort.  so she’s stripped down a few layers;  and what  !?  it’s not like she’s not used to wandering around half naked.  she preferred it,  even.  still  --  even this brunette is taken by surprise to find her in here,  and her usual snark is covered by pure  SURPRISE.    “   oh  . . .  i wasn’t aware i was having visitors today  ?   ”    //  @sqvirtlesqvad  is lucky i love ‘em.

                 “   ---  you’re  ENDLESSLY  frustrating.   ”   lorna dane is  DRAPED  over the chair,  green eyes focusing in on the three kittens running around the chair,  one of them tangled up in her jacket.    “   and you’re lucky it’s not raining anymore,   ”   she continues to muse,  her finger moving around and following the movements of the cats.  in that moment the door opens and footsteps enter,  she can practically  FEEL  his gaze upon her.    “   sue me,  ”   she comments,  getting up from her perch on the chair,  turning to face him.    “   a girl bored is one that plays with cats;  now,  you said you wanted to talk  ?  --  OH,  and i let myself in.  hope ya’ don’t mind.   ”   //  @xmenrps wanted a thing.

          “   ---  guess that means i better start signing us up for social events then,  huh  ?   ”   he jokes at the blonde,  though he’s more pleased than he’d ever admit.    “   oh,  phew.  i had my life flash before my eyes for a moment;  thought you were gonna say road-trip and car fixing  --  and i don’t know if i could survive your driving,  and car fixing is purely  JUST BETTY.   ”   he reaches over,  tugging at her ponytail a little bit.   “   good thing i’m real good at staying,  hmm  ?   ”

        a sigh of relief leaves him,  and he grins at the other blonde.   oh  THANK GOD  he didn’t make much of a fool out of himself.    “   really  ?  damn,  i might have to  DEFEND  any weirdness i got left in me,  at this point.  oh,  thank you too  !  i was,  you know,  born with it and all.   ”

                “   he belongs in hell  --  BOTH  of them do.  don’t tell me you’re going  soft  on me now,  juliette.   ”   distaste crosses davina’s tastebuds,  at just the mention of either men.  not everything’s black and white,  she  KNOWS  that   --  but davina’s been planning their revenge,  their suffering,  their lasting deaths for a very long time now.  arms cross,  head tilting up.    “   ---  funny,  i always thought you were one of the only other people to not be blinded by a pretty face;  guess i was wrong.   ”

              she hums,  dark eyes appraising him for a long moment.    “   ---  uh,  no.  he’s far too clean cut for  ANYTHING  you’re   . . .   attempting at pulling off at this very moment.   ”    long legs cross underneath her dark,  short skirt  --  the material moving up a few inches up her thighs.    “   . . .   PERHAPS,  clyde barrow,  though.   ”    a roll of her eyes,  she twirling her hair.    “   then just call it an  up-do,  wise-ass,  if you’re so  DETERMINED  to be the sad grunge boy,  who believes he’s the darkest to walk the earth.   ”    she doesn’t blink,  leaning forward.    “   no,  hun  --  audrey hepburn’s far too  PURE  for me to take after  --  though i will always,  always admire that little black dress,  and a crystal from tiffany’s.   ”

            a gasp.    “   no,  never  !   ”   even if her nose  crinkles  at the mention of the egotistical jock being graced by midge  --  she won’t say anything to  OFFEND.  she hopes.    “    ...  why’d you do that  ?   ”

          eyes flicker to his hand movement,  before returning to his face.    “   uhm  --  YEAH,  mase.  basically all of my problems are because of you.   ”    she teases him,  nudging him with her elbow before grabbing at the next pint,  bringing the glass to her lips.    “   that’s basically impossible,  i was just  BORN  this cute.  no,  but a girl can dream,  can’t she  ?   ”   a sigh,  she tugs at the ends of her hair absentmindedly.    “   if we end up doing this,  in this exact same spot in ten years,  i’m gonna need you to  SHOOT  me.   ”

         “   i know you said you were  DONE  with the circle for a bit  --   ”   and after some seperation from diana,  davina can’t  BLAME  her.  it must’ve been nice,  to travel the world with a worry.  but now diana was back,  and so was the rest of the circle,  for the school year.    “   but you have the right to know,   ”   her words echo what was said to her,  only a year ago.    “   they found us.  the other balcoin blooded witches  --  and they texted me and messaged me on facebook.   ”     //  @dusklaced.

           “   it sounds like someone hasn’t been to enough cities  !  ”   a feigned laugh,  she leaning forward dramatically,  and the laugh echoing.    “   you know,  where anybody who matters go too.  cute just doesn’t  CUT IT  in real life.  you can ask betty cooper about that.   ”

              “  it clashes with your hair,  and half the red clothes you own  !  and that,  combined with the translucency of your skin,  it just washes you out.  it looks like you ate a tube of  SALT & VINEGAR  pringles,  whilst simultaneously having a cold.   ”

          “   ---  usually i just follow my brother,  clarke,  or lincoln around  --   ”    she admits with a blink,  twirling dark brown hair around her finger.    “  whatcha looking for  ?   ”

         “   it was  COMPLETELY  pg-13,  mary jane,   ”    he informs her,  brown eyes  SPARKING  with mischief as he adjusts his footing.    “   italian does sound  PRETTY  good right now.  not olive garden,  though.  i think that’ll be a trigger for me until about ten years after i reach  inevitable death.  what can i say  ?  sometimes  INTELLIGENT  things come out of my mouth.   ”

                her hands are thrown up in the air,  dark eyes rolling up.   “   look,  there’s just  SOME THINGS  you can’t avoid,  when you’re not the baby of the family,  daph.   ”   a tired grin on her lips,  she pushing locks of red hair up,  and twisting it into a bun.  all this family talk was already  exhausting  for the redhead.    “  well in her defense,  i suppose,  i did come on a day that ended with the word  DAY.   no  ?  no offense,  but i didn’t want to open a line for her husband to text me rants about her.  i don’t have time in the day to respond.    “  ---  mild investigating,  daphne,  lets not get  CARRIED AWAY.  i just want some  ...  receipts for the near future,  is all.   ”