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“Hey me,” she repeated, taking another chug of wine straight from the bottle, sitting back in her lounger. She was tired. Her heart wasn’t in the wild party that this week was supposed to be. She sighed as Rory stole her cigarettes, wrapping her arms around her legs. “It’s fine, but i feel like this weather calls for mimosas. Y’know?” she complained. The girl stood up, stretching her arms. “C’mon. Let’s explore, If we don’t find booze maybe we’ll stumble along people fucking.”

Rory couldn’t help the pleased look on her face when Darby mentioned mimosas “those sound absolutely perfect right now, minus the orange juice of course though.” a small laugh left her lips as she watched her friend stand up “i’d love to explore, maybe we’ll get lucky and find some booze and then we’ll run into some people fucking” the blonde was up quickly, leading the way back inside and into the array of rooms, looking for at least one bottle of something nice. “I just need to be drunk and to have a good fuck” she smirked as she began looking through cabinets.

“No idea. When have I ever once known what I was doing?” Romeo reached out to pull a strand of Rory’s hair for the sole reason of annoying her, twisting it around his finger until he felt like he was in danger of being slapped. “What are you doing?” He asked, raising a brow and sipping on his drink like a lifeline. “Just stomping around, glaring at anyone within a ten-foot radius?”

“Pretty sure there’s never been once that you know what you’re doing.” she mumbled as she moved the straw around that was in her drink, it had taken her a minute to notice Romeo twirling her hair around and she turned to look at him with a look of confusion, her hand was just about to come up to hit him when he dropped the strand. Rory shrugged hearing his question “something like that, I’ve got to make it known that I had a shitty day and don’t want to talk to anyone” her eyes looked over at him, a slight raise in her eyebrow “I’m kidding” she mumbled as she brought the drink to her lips “I’m actually contemplating murder, but I’ll get back to you on that one.”

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Kings shook his head. Though the movie sounded vaguely familiar— likely one of many he’d watched as a kid, camped out in his father’s trailer— the only image that came to mind was a big ape. “I thought that was the Eiffel Tower.” Off by a long shot. Still he squinted up at the ferris wheel and shrugged. “Like, I get it though. Just goes in circles and moves too slow. What’s the point?”

Rory looked up at the man and let a small laugh out “not even close” she mumbled before turning her head back to the ride “i don’t exactly see the point. it made me sick as a kid a few times so i made a pact to never go on it again. i’m more of a roller coster girl, not some shitty pop up carnival that kills people daily.” okay so maybe she was just being dramatic, but that was Rory Clark for you and she didn’t mind. “I only come to this thing for the food.”