I'm bulletproof - I live for danger

William planned to stop by his father's house to discuss tightening security there. He loathed to go to his father for anything (again), but he needed to be made aware of the situation. At least, a version of it. He could still hear Slater's voice in his ear, spewing venom and poisonous promises. William hadn't 'burned it down' yet as per Slater's request so there was no telling when he was planning to strike next. William would have to be ready. He would have to...

The door to her bedroom flew open just as she was pulling Slater's sweater over her body–it hung like a dress on her, which was just as well since she was naked from the waist down. "Well hello to you too. Surely it won't take too much effort to rub your two braincells together and puzzle this out." She grabbed her jeans from their heap on the floor and pulled them on. Ruby was only vaguely aware of William's beef with Slater, but frankly, she didn't care. If she wanted to have mind-blowing sex with her step-brother's enemy, well, what loyalty did she owe him?

cupid’s match ˚₊ · »-♡→ ruby

When Ruby reached the hotel room and realised that she was the first one there, she had almost left to rejoin the party. Not getting to make an entrance? What was the point? But when she saw the champagne and snacks, she simply couldn't resist. She made herself at home, pouring herself a glass and kicking off her shoes. If her match didn't show up soon, she could go back down and find someone else to bring up. When Frankie opened the door, Ruby was already on her second glass, laying on the bed with a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries pulled resting beside her, and her jaw had dropped into a huge grin.

"Hidden?" Well, he wasn't presenting himself on a platter but he didn't need to. Jackson hadn't considered she wanted to follow through. "It doesn't have have to be hidden. I'm more than happy to make it a real offer."

This was all getting a bit too official, so before he could pull out a contract with extensive terms and conditions, Ruby smirked and pulled him towards her.

"What's stopping anyone from making out now? The audience just makes it a bit more fun." Zeke was definitely a little too lit for this party; he had met up with a few guys before to drink. "Who are you trying to make out with?"

"It's not so much that I can't kiss people now, it's that I could be stuck with the most boring person in here, and if I walk out, then what? Everyone will be paired up and I'll be alone at the bar." She elaborated her worries, aware that this was all theoretical, but still very much a possibility. But her mind quickly backtracked to what he had said, "Is that what you like, Zeke? A little bit of exhibitionism?" He wasn't wrong, of course, it just wasn't something people often opened with. "Right now my sights are locked right here." She replied with a suggestive eyebrow.

"Totally fucked, right? The important thing is that you can start making out with me, right now, and kick off your streak. We put on a good enough show, we could bring down the whole system."

"Hmm..." Ruby turned her attention to this annoying little man, weighing up her options. On the one hand... she's kissed worse. "And what makes you qualified to kick off my evening? I'm listening."

William certainly hadn't forgotten about his darling step-sister and her newfound knowledge of his past indiscretions. Well, her partial knowledge. With everything he had been balancing lately, Ruby had luckily been distracted enough to leave him be. If he'd any sense, he would avoid her now. Alas. "However are you expected to cope?"

"I might simply have to perish." She replied with a dramatic sigh. As frustrated as she was, she refused to be noticeably shaken in front of William. Ruby still had more information to get out of this man, and she wouldn't be relinquishing any power to him. "Any tips for how to cope under immeasurable amounts of stress?"

Sapphire couldn't help giggling at Ruby Reyes' very serious and fair assessment of the situation. Tragically, it was too late to take it up with the Powers That Be (AKA Logan). "A fool's game, truly," she said, dropping her own card into the mailbox. "The important thing is that we have until midnight to make out with as many beautiful people as we want. And then there's the after-party. There's always an after-party."

A fool's game, but here Sapphire Vandervort was, participating just the same. Maybe she was thinking about it too aggressively. If the person she was paired with was a big dull dud, she could just leave. "Very true." Ruby conceded, choosing to stop her spiral and just write something down. Popping it in the mailbox, she turned back to Sapphire. "I'm torn now." She pouted, "Part of me wants to start with you, and the other part of me wants to challenge you to see who can kiss the most people by midnight."

In overhearing Ruby's tantrum Lucas refrained from approaching, instead sighing deeply and making a mental note to consider the merits of 'monogamy' as an answer for his card.

Mid-rant, Ruby's eye caught sight of Lucas Baizen watching her and then sighing? And not in a lovesick way. Unacceptable. He was cute, but some things could not be ignored. "You got something interesting to do with that mouth, or does it just make irritating sounds?"

Jason couldn't help the amused look that had taken up residence on his face as he listened to Ruby ranting. "You don't have to go with the cards." He said as he sipped his whiskey and giving a casual shrug. "I'm not planning to. You can do whatever you want. Sure, Logan might crash out, but don't let that stop you."

"Look at him. They've already crashed out." Ruby commented, indicating Logan across the room. She shook her head, sitting the card down and turning her full attention to the ruggedly handsome man before her–damn, he was fine. "And just what are you planning to do with your evening then?"

"Well, I'm actually far more concerned about the probability of being paired up with someone insufferable. You can be beautiful and dull as dish water... or worse, Nate Archibald." Bella took the opportunity to look her up and down, then. "Clearly, whoever get to maybe make-out with you will be coming out on top."

"Ew, you're right." In all honesty, being paired with an Archibald wouldn't be the end of the world–might even be a little thrilling considering the scandal of it all–but to be paired with one half of a monogamous couple? "You don't think couples would be crazy enough to participate, do you?" What a horror. But that horror quickly shifted as she watched Bella check her out and she couldn't stop her smirk as she leaned closer to her. "You wanna be on top?"

"You know, I hadn't even thought of that. I think Logan might have messed up a bit." Juliette had already dropped her card off in the mailbox. "I guess better make the most of now."

"That's what I'm saying." It even said it in the event info–romantic, platonic, everything in between. Was it worth the risk to be paired with a possible platonic? "Yes. This is the energy we need! Do you want to make out then get shots?" And just in case she wasn't reading that right, "Or shots then wingwomen each other?"

"It seems like you're making it more confusing than it needs to be." Though her point was right, it was a dilemma. He could think of a couple people he wouldn't mind ending the night with. "You can make-out with people without the magical card. Hell, you can start now."

Ruby opened her mouth to argue her point further, but seeing the beautiful, handsome, Jackson Cohen in front of her, all of her complaints were forgotten. "Is there an offer hidden somewhere in there?"

hearing his cousin had heeded the warning he was given and returned to the upper east side had eased some of the tension in his shoulders. it was easier to keep chuck out of trouble when he was in the same time zone.

After dancing the night away in the bar, Ruby had to excuse herself for some air. At first, she barely even registered that there was someone out there with her, too preoccupied with lifting her hair off her neck and trying to create a breeze with her free hand, but the frantic tapping quickly pulled her in. "Your Bumble profile finally taking off?"

"will you stop complaining about the drink? it's good for you. you need something to counter all that alcohol you've had in your system. you can't live a life of sin without a little green juice to keep you on the go"

"Oh, fine! For you, I'll drink the liquified kale, but next time I ask for an iced hazelnut mocha, that better be what you bring back with you, babe."