* // CELESTIALS !

"She has?" Dylan mused, raising one eyebrow, picking up a photo album, flipping through it. "I forgot he kinda fucked off when he was eighteen. Not that I blame him," She shrugged. Dylan had left her parents as quickly as she could. "Russ? No way would he hide anything from you. He adores you far too much."

"she can be a bit of bitch at times," callie admits, but immediately regrets it and adds, "though, i suppose we all are." picking up a book, the blonde gives it a little shake in hopes something will slip out. nothing does. "oh he fucked off alright, didn't even talk to me for a few months. i'm sure russ would hide something if ares asked him to, though."

“What, do you think I’ll eat it all?” he quips back, turning towards them. “I’m not a celery fiend like you, Mencia.” There was a hint of laughter in his voice, unable to hide the fact that he thought this entire predicament funny.

they let out a dramatic gasp, as though being called a celery fiend was the worst thing a person could be called. "i am not a celery fiend. i simply like the crunch. it's a good, solid, crunching sound."

"You're just uncultured, mate," Ed smirked at his friend, eyes scanning around the exhibit before he pulled a face. "Nah, I genuinely have no fucking clue what's going on, I know you had to make an appearance at this bullshit but did you really have to drag me, you ass?" Slinging an arm around the other, Ed grinned. "Well, appearance made, now I think it's time you and I make an appearance at the nearest bar."

“oh, perfect, you almost made me feel like an a-grade douche.” archie rolls his eyes, taking one last glance around before shrugging. “of course i had to drag you, who else would i make my plus one? look at us, we look damn good together,” he teases with a wink. as he feels ed’s arm around him, archie gently bumps the sides of their heads together, a stupid grin on his face. “yes, please — drinks on me, considering i forced you to come out in the first place.”

content to have his wife beside him, owen immediately wraps an arm around her, pulling her close. their home was in a constant state of chaos — their four children of varying ages running about, their end goal seeming to be: exhaust mom and dad as quickly as possible. the night was the only time ines and owen could catch a moment of silence and soon enough when their fifth and final child arrived, their nights would be taken from them yet again. “because we make damn cute kids?” owen grins, even with nessie pressing a kiss to his lips. as hard as it was sometimes, owen wouldn’t change a thing. “and because you enjoy that part that comes first.”

Sure, Jude had heard stories from others about Jonas, but surely those were just fabricated? Any time she interacted with the other, he was more than kind and respectful toward her, and, he was cute. "I guess there is a reputation that comes with being athletes, and I'm sure my siblings, especially Julius would be inclined to agree...but one can't really help a crush, can they? And is there really any harm in bringing baked goods to a practice in hopes to impress him? If it ends up backlashing, I can just say they were baked for my brother and the entire team..." She rambled on, though the blush on her cheeks deepened.

brinn lets just ramble on for a bit before putting her hand out in a stop motion. “stop, stop, stop. i love you — adore you, even. because i love you, i cannot just sit here and listen to you talk about how you’re willing to make a fool of yourself in an attempt to impress a man.” she pauses for a moment, needing to catch her breath before continuing. “so, first, i’ve been there, done that. i do not recommend it. second, instead of bringing baked goods in hopes it will impress him, why don’t you just… flat out ask the guy out? i mean, that way if he isn’t interested, you aren’t — and i mean this in the best way — wasting your time?”