✧°･ﾟnever felt so easy

running down the street, georgina was busy with her friends being angry at her, dealing with large amounts of documents and photoshoots all waiting for her attention to grace them, though a familiar figure just wouldn’t let her go by with her usual route as she let out a sigh. without saying a word, the van buren pushed the sleeves of her leather jacket up as she walked closer to the boy, heels clicking over the concrete before she grabbed the joint and took a long enough drag to fill her lungs up with the soothing smoke. her therapist would probably be mad with her actions right now but at this very moment, august had a point– she did need something to take the edge off. returning the joint back at the other with a slight cough, she finally released the smoke, one or two coughs following quick after which made her eyes tear up for a second. “nice pajamas you have there.” the girl quipped, however, her voice cracked as she continued coughing. could it get even more obvious she hasn’t even smelled weed since the masquerade ball? 

standing in the entrance of a small alleyway just outside his 1040 fifth avenue apartment in his saint laurent pyjamas with a joint in hand, august looked more the picture of his freshman year of college rather than any of the usual conformity to social graces he usually bestowed upon himself. it all helped to contribute to thinking that the sight of georgina van buren standing before him was an illusion rather than a reality. although knowing that running away before returning out of the blue was very much an upper east side right of passage led him to believe it was the latter. “... do you want a drag?” he asked softly. “you look like you could use something to take the edge off.” 

“what? no – i’m fine. i just … lost my fucking portfolio and .. honestly i have more portfolios, and other works in progress but fuck – this one was really important to me.” avery was so frustrated.  normally, she could hold it together, calm herself down and pull it all in place but right now? she couldn’t hold herself together at all. “fucking hell.”

“spare copies right now, you mean?” was avery trying to get august alone? sort of. to be honest, she didn’t really … care what people though. she didn’t let things bother her, either. so – if she happened to make a move and august turned her down? well, at least she knew where she stood with him, sort of anyway. she was … almost a little disastrous. she wouldn’t care if she happened to try again. she missed him, she’d admit that. she’d heard rumors that his mother didn’t even like anastasia. maybe things weren’t as peachy as augustus would like it to be. and well, avery had no problems with that. she was usually in the mood for chaos. 

       gossip girl easily could’ve screwed her over with this date choice. there was plenty of people to put her with that would’ve caused some real drama but somehow, she had gotten gus. as far as their little mission went, she could’ve done it without the date but she wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to have a boozy brunch with a good friend. claudia grinned as she lifted her own glass, ‘ i didn’t think i would ever be praising her for anything, but yeah i guess we should. to gossip girl ! ‘ she clinked her glass against his and quickly finished off the rest of hers. she didn’t wanna get drunk too fast but also she had her own worries she wanted to forget. ‘ so how’re you feeling ? ‘ she questioned, eyebrows raised. she knew that he knew exactly what she was talking about.

       he honestly couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen gus. after what had happened.. it seemed there was no longer a reason for the two to interact. felix still thought of him from time to time but he tended to avoid him during any kind of event. it was for the best. now it seemed, though, that they were going to have to interact with each other. felix had taken what he thought was his order off the counter. when he came face to face with a very not happy gus, however, he realized he’d made a mistake. ‘ hey. ‘ he’s not quite sure what to say. ‘ i.. uh, i already kinda took a sip so let me order you another. ‘ this is going to get real awkward, real fast, he can feel it. ‘ how’ve you been, gus ? ‘

@ohaugusst

the deer in headlights look that august had in his eyes made her smirk grow even more. “i mean i couldn’t. i didn’t want any lines,” she chuckled and figured he wouldn’t quite understand her reasoning, “so don’t go thinking i did it just for you.” the tension was palpable and could be cut with a knife. seeing the concern of getting caught in his eyes she quickly glanced at the curtain and began to pull him farther down the corridor. “please, i have no modesty left. you however we need to protect,” ana teased lovingly. she turned a corner and searched for the next turn which was a doorway that lead to a small sitting room. “surely we have nothing to worry about now.” hastily she pulled him in and shut the door behind them and flipped on the dim lights. “if you don’t want to do this tell me now.” her fingers found the zipper on the back of her dress and unzipped it. the thin straps draped over her shoulders as the material of the dress became loose against her body. slowly she closed the space between them again and pressed her chest against his and felt the warmth of his skin again. “i want you,” she hummed against his lips.

“well, if you can’t watch on thurdays, you can always watch the episodes online.” she cocked her head to the side, “that is if you want to. for a friend.” she stressed the word herself, but licked her lips after. she fixed her hair behind her ears, shifting her dress to expose a bit of her leg again. “you know what, though? i need an autographed copy of your book.”

@ohaugusst

“ ♪ wild, wild, wild thoughts…” the music came from the mettalic black limo while stopping on the corner of 34th and 5th, long legs of the infamous mayor’s daughter stepping out on the pavement first before the brunette made her way inside of the best doughnut shops in the city. the girl was running on a sugar high ever since returning from a night out close around 7am, and while she definitely had no sleep between then and now, make-up concealed every sign of a wild rendezvous. with her high boots clicking against the floor, mia was quite frankly ready to wait in line to get her order given just how small the line was in the first place, before noticing a familiar young man giving out his order in front. without thinking twice, she cut the line and approached, hand elegantly sliding around august’s waist as she offered both him and the employee a charming smile. “did you order me my strawberry-frosted donut, poodle’ ? “ she mused, acting as if they not only agreed to meet ; but that they were clearly more than friends too, and all so she could’ve get her sugary-sweet treat before everyone else. 

when gossip girl had mentioned that she would be interfering in the date auction, august could never have pictured that it would turn out better than a regular year. well, for his own date - avery being on a date with ana was already starting to give him palpitations. but a boozy brunch with claudia would cure all of those worries... hopefully - securing the table at serabeth’s was just the icing on the cake. “i really don’t think we give mimosas the attention they deserve,” he mused, tilting the glass from side to side in admiration. smiling as he turned the glass in the direction of his friend, he tilted it upwards to signal a toast was due. “what do you say, should we make this one out to gossip girl for making this happen?” 

CLAUDIA: uh of course don't you know me ??

CLAUDIA: well i'm up for whatever !

AUGUST: pfffft clearly i'm just fishing for extra facts about you already

“deep down you know,” she affirmed since he probably knew more about her than anyone else on the upper east side. except maybe hannah. “it’s just every so often i’ll throw you a curve ball to keep things interesting.” once his shirt was finally off the warm feeling of his exposed skin against her’s sent another ripple of shivers down her body. when ana had decided to come back and try to reconcile august she did not imagine things turning out this well. they were better than ever. better than when they first started dating and it made her heart soar. they were being honest with each other, for the most part, and having fun again together. “it’s exactly how it should be.” ana smiled against his lips and delicately ran a hand through his hair. “i appreciate that because i really like this dress. almost as much as you like it,” she teased, “but i’m sure you can imagine this dress isn’t hiding much.” it was almost pointless to say but in the unlikely case of someone stumbling upon them happened ana would be totally exposed.

“you certainly do that...” a nod of appreciation to their current situation was given to her welcomely. this certainly beat the last valentine’s date auction while she’d been away and he’d been pining for her to be there. “mm, you’re right. almost.” august’s hands trailed teasingly down her zipper to rest on the small of her back. apparently ana’s curveballs were already making an appearance, if only for the look on august’s face as she revealed that there was little under her dress. “are you not wearing any...?” august trailed off, his eyebrows raised ever so slightly as his head spun slightly at the suggestion. so ana really had gone all out with teasing him tonight. throwing a brief look at the curtain, august bit his lip, wondering if they were really tempting fate if they went for this. “well, i suppose we’ll have to stand incredibly close if you want to hold onto your modesty, won’t we?” 

now, augustus wasn’t an idiot. nor was he some …. simple guy who fell for the most mundane of flirtations but … it was avery. she wasn’t entirely sure she was trying to prove anything. to be honest, what she really wanted to do was remind herself how his lips felt, among other things. so she bit her lip again and chuckled at the last thing he said to her. she waved the bartender over for another drink. it was an open bar, right? “anyway, you should definitely watch me on television when the episodes begin to air. i’ll have to deal with you if you don’t.” she of course sounded as if she were insinuating something, but she didn’t let it linger. “thursday nights at eight.”