for starters and intros

Her secret wasn’t the worst thing to be outed for when comparing it to those that had already been brought to light, but it was still a secret. Her secret. The one thing Jillian had kept to herself for fear that those around her would call her out on her own bullshit. She placed herself onto a high pedistal, making it known that anyone who tossed themselves into another person’s relationship were trash. Trash for purposefully being the wedge that caused a rift in what could’ve been a happy relationship. But it had been due to her own actions. One thing about the brunette that no one knew, she had been that person. The other woman. The one who climbed into bed with another man for what? Love? The love he always claimed to have for her, but never enough to leave behind his wife. A sad reality. 

Tonight was not Juliettes night, obviously as she started to storm out of the house that was the location of the latest house party that she had gone to. She ran into someone and gave them an exasperated sigh. “You’re not going to believe this, some dude drank way too much and then decided to upchuck all over my sweater.” She was honestly disgusted and pissed which was why she was making a speedy exit so she could get to her car and peel this sweater off and go home. “Please tell me you have an extra sweater or something laying around so I can just get rid of this one.” | @peachesstart​

Unfortunately now, photography had only been a hobby of Parker’s. When she was younger she had everything planned out, wanting to be a photographer, have her own studio, travel around the world. Now that she was a doctor, none of that would happen. Still, she felt happiest when she had her camera in her hand, it was as if the world didn’t exist. While looking through her lens, she spotted someone and a smile formed on her face. Slowly, she walked over to them. “Hi – this is probably weird and awkward to ask, but I was just looking through my lens and seeing how gorgeous you looked, I was wondering if I could take a few pictures?” She asked with a friendly smile on her face. “Just the way the sun is shining on your face, the highlights it’s feeding into your hair… breathtaking. Obviously it’s fine if you say no. I know it’s a strange request.” @peachesstart​

An unexpected pregnancy was one thing, but an unexpected 4 year old was another. When Leo Choi imagine what it would be like to find out he was going to be a father, he imagined it going one of two ways; with a long-time girlfriend in the comforts of their shared bathroom, or with a one-night-stand over text message. He never in his wildest dreams thought his ex-girlfriend would appear in his new town with a 4 year old child. It was surreal, something out of a movie, but Leo was doing his best. Well, the best that he possibly could.

A lot of things seemed to anger Milani recently. She had absolutely no idea why but it all seemed to just hit her differently. Mila sat at the bar pushing and pulling her martini’s straw back and forth for absolutely no reason. As if focusing her energy on the small accessory would help her calm her mind. Out of the blue she felt someone take a near right next to her, and her head snapped up. 

location: outside city hall | who: open | @peachesstart​

Cecelia: sos calling for back up! Cecelia: please tell me you’re here Cecelia: half the people here are already drunk off their asses and I refuse to catch up alone

“Sometimes I think I should have gone to college or something. I feel like my life is going nowhere.” Ronan mused with an exasperated sigh. His existential crisis stemmed from yet another threat from his parents about cutting him off. “But I never liked school and I wasn’t good at it, you know? I know how this sounds, but I think I was born to be rich… I’m not really good at anything else.” He was self-aware about how douchey his statement sounded but he was in an candid mood. He looked up at the other with the hint of a frown on his face. “How did you know what you wanted to be?”

mason was sitting down in the booth of the cafe. it was late and he had just gotten off of work, his uniform still on his body and his eyes looked heavily tired. though still a gleaming smile tugged at his lips as they looked at the person standing close to the table. “you know- typically i would write you a ticket for that.” the male said teasing, “though if you take a seat across from me and have some dinner on me then i might just let you off.” the male said pointing to the empty seat across from him. 

Ain’t no law with the claw, but when it comes to music that definitely applies. A shit one of white claws turned into the guys and I fucking around and definitely covering some bomb ass spice girls and Brittany Spears songs. Too bad we forgot to record that good stuff.