( ✴ 𝓁𝒾𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 .

YOU  KNOW  THAT LOOK   your  mom  gives  you  when  you’re  doing  something  you  shouldn’t  be  doing  ?  well  ,  that  was  the  face  riddled  on  judith’s  olive  complexion  when  her  eyes  DARTED  to  her  son  billy .  judith  quickly  rushed  over ,   ❝  whatever  you  do ,  don’t  listen  to  him  or  take  ANYTHING  from  him .  ❞  she  enunciated  the  last  of  her  words  as  she  snatched  away  the  prank  gum  from  the  rebellious  young  man .     ❝  do  you  think  ,  as  mayor  ,   it’s  a  corruption  of  power  to  ban  every  prank  shop  in  the  city  ?   ❞

she had been waiting for this all day. a warm, soothing cup of coffee had been on her mind since she woke up and now it was finally in front of her. when her hands grabbed at the mug, the warmth caused a giddy shake down her spine. but as soon as the liquid touched her tongue, all she could do was gasp. it wasn’t warm, it was boiling. “fuck!” she escalated, the liquid pursing through her taste buds and back into the mug she had been holding. “holy fuck - “ she huffed, an embarrassed laugh following as she took a breather. 

“yo, you —” he points, “yeah, i’m talkin’ to you. you look like you could do me a favor real quick.” he waves his hand, flags them down with them ‘c’mon’ motion as he rubs his hands together all too readily. before them is one of those blow-up jungle gyms, slides and walls galore. “i need a partner for this obstacle course. you don’t got any knee problems, right??”

LOCATION: PIER 39, SIX FLAGS, SOME BASIC CITY TOUR, UHHH.

there  was  another  tray  of  hors d'oeuvres  going  around  the  party  crowd  —  moe  helping  herself  to  about  two  ,  maybe  twenty  .  her  body  dancing  to  the  music  &  the  various  chatter  of  those  around  ;  her  mouth  welcoming  the  expensive  appetizers  .  “  these  hales  know  what’s  good  …  “  the  woman  hummed  in  approval  before  catching  the  eye  of  someone  .  “  what ??  i’m  HUNGRY  .  “ 

location:  near  the  dance  floor.  status:  open  for  interactions. 

━━━  LILY COLLINS. TWENTY-EIGHT. CISFEMALE. SHE/HER. ↷ do you hear mona lisas and madhatters, by elton john? that must be ramona lennox. she has been living in san francisco as a costume designer for ten years. during that time they have earned the reputation of the seamstress. it makes sense you know, they can be loquacious and brash. but let’s not forget they’re pretty creative and emboldened. 

hello frands ! zam again with another lil stinker for u !!

❝ yeah it’s barbie — oh my god, short for barbra. i put it under barbie though. yes, yes — B-A-R-B-I-E. ❞ the woman played with the ends of her bangs while she was busy on what sounded to be a very annoying phone call. seconds of ‘mhms’ passed,  ❝ another two weeks, are you serious ? alright then. okay. fuck you too then. bye. ❞    she ended the call and slipped the phone into her handbag. looking at the person beside her she sighed loudly. she sighed louder noticing the person had yet to notice,  ❝ aren’t you going to ask me about how my car was only supposed to have an oil change but then they wanted to change sometihing else because it was old or whatever — and now i’m stuck taking an uber for another two weeks ?❞ she let out an exhausted sigh. ❝ anyway since we don’t wanna talk about me how was your weekend ?  ❞

When he heard those words Elias almost choked on the french fry he was chewing. “Let me see that.” He added with a cocked brow and a chuckle as his hand grabbed her phone away. He looked at the image - unimpressed. “That’s the nastiest thing I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen some nasty shit.”

“i hope you’re giving me his name, number, and address.” logan let out to his little sister before he was crossing his arms. “soon he won’t even have a penis to send you.”

‘  careful,   ’   she   says,   balancing   a   glass   of   red,   red   wine   in   one   hand   while   tutting   them   with   the   other   ;   she’s   having   much   too   good   a   time   !   ‘   my   metabolism’s   a   total   beast   .   i   can   eat   and   drink   you   under   the   table,   no   questions   asked   .   ’

with   :   open location   :   utp   (   e.g.,   valentine’s,   bar 587,    her/your   place,   a   restaurant,   the   pier   )

Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

foxglove: Name three facts about your family?

Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?

Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?

Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?

Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?

Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?

Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?

Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?

Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?

Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?

Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?

Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?

Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?

Poppy: What color was your childhood home?

Hydrangea: Starbucks order?

Violet: Do you like where you're from?

Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?

Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?

Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?

Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?

Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?

Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?

Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?

Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?