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she’s proud of that one, lips curled into satisfied grin as she tips her head at him. all that contentment suddenly gets nipped when he turns her, not even able to demand his grubby hands off of her before her eyes settle on the scene. “you have to be kidding me.” disbelief is clear, and irritation is just below the surface. “god, pink is so not even her color. and he just — i can’t believe they — ugh!” the sight of craig manning still makes her stomach feel tight, and it’s strangely weird to see him flush against manny santos — but it’s the mention of sean that really does her in. “right, sean and promises.” a vague petty mumble as she turns her attention away from the horrific view of two idiots, head waving as she clenches her cup. this year sucked, and she’s so desperate to get it over with. as though the new one will erase her issues, but at least she’ll be across the countries, discovering far more distractions. breathing out, shannon lifts her cup to her lips, curls her nose as she gulps the spiked punch down. pulls it away with a hiccup, and she’s grabbing the ladle again, shooting jay an annoyed glance. “no, because it’ll get all over my carpet, and i’ll have to like, hear her annoying screech, and my party will turn into the manny santos fest.” pouring her drink, she shakes her head. “i need to get drunk. very drunk, very fast.”

her eyes are alit with interest as ellie begins, brown hues glancing at the sparkly crystal ball sat upon table in the gym. managed to snatch ellie nash and use her.. gothic taste to help decorate the school for an event. in shannon’s opinion, the decorations were a little too dark for her liking — but crystal balls and fortunes were right up her alley. of course, as ellie continues, shannon huffs out in annoyance, forced smile on excessively glossed lips. “ha, ha, ha. very funny, eleanor.” arms cross over one another, pouty and pretty and she leans back against the chair. “you know, it’s not very smart to play with fortunes. very bad luck. will probably mess up your future. karma and all.”

ladle scoops into cauldron punch bowl, filling her cup with blood red spiked juice as the party surrounding her continues. taking advantage of another holiday, another cooper party takes place - possibly the last party shannon will host in her parents house before moving into her own place. halloween, though, was one of her favorites, only because of the dressing up - and she’s currently dressed in black latex suit, cat ears perky on her head, inspired by her movie of the week, mean girls. head lifts towards jay, brows raising suspiciously before her eyes take him in. “like… your attire? sorry to break it to you, jason, but i’ve long since grown accustomed to your horrific fashion taste.”

thin scissors snip at fabric of black skirt before shannon twists her frame, squinted eyes glancing at the long mirror in front of her, leg extended out to examine short length. perfect. eyes flicker up to glance at craig through the reflection before shrugging her shoulders, gliding her fingers down the fabric. “i still have the cardigan to go buy.” safe to say brittany spears’ …baby one more time inspired this years costume. tossing the pair of scissors onto her dresser, shannon spins around, taking a step towards craig to tap her palms against his chest. “besides, being cold is a small price to pay when it comes to fashion, duh.” she knew that ever since she could comprehended colors. “did you decide on your costume yet? because you know, not dressing up for halloween is a crime.”

“ maybe this is wishful thinkin, probably mindless dreamin'. but if we loved again, i swear i’d love you right. “ ( ft. @snakesimp )

“wow, i’m like.. so flattered.” tone is about three pitches higher, faux sense of flattery. can’t believe her life has crashed so down hill she’s considering a party with him of all people. then again, it wasn’t the worse thing ever. better than attending something without a guy on her side - shannon cooper wouldn’t be caught dead doing that. “you’re such a sleaze.” she groans, shaking her head. “yeah, because i so need fashion advice from jay hogart of all people.” brow raises as she looks at him up and down. fingers snake through her brown hair, offended expression appearing on her features. “okay, no, i don’t even own any,” fingers raise to air quote. “tramp gear. and even if i did... there’s no way i’m going to wear it!” fashion was everything to her, and even if she’s going to a new place, doesn’t mean she’ll let that up. hands drop to her side and she begins walking towards her staircase, head jerking up it to have him follow, as she leads them to her bedroom. “okay, so i won’t look like a degrassi freak. what kind of party is this? out doorsy? in doorsy? kegger, raver, i need details.” outfits are already fluttering around in her mind as she pushes open her door, automatically heading towards her walk in closet.

her foot is tapping impatiently against the ground, head cocked and waiting for him to say something of actual substance. when he does? nose furrows, hand waving. “ew, lakehurst? those kids are like... so... ew.” but she has heard they knew how to party. never really attended one of them, though, because as much as shannon likes to socialize and all, that would be a whole new territory of trouble. the more he explains, however, about fresh meat and such.. has her shifting a little, lips pursing as curious thoughts float around in her head. maybe it would be fun, and last thing she wants is for jay to see through her façade if she turned down the oppourinity - not that she cared what he thought. tipping her head back, she huffs. “god, you’re lame. don’t have anyone else to go with you?” reflection is the sweetest taste, isn’t it? dropping her hand, she steps back and sideways. “i’ll think about it while i change, mmkay?” a pause, her gaze drops to his feet. “take your shoes off. and don’t touch anything!”

“i don’t even have a cat. i’m allergic, thank you.” states in a half mumble, shifting her weight a little on one of her sides while lusterless lips flatten tight into an unamused grimace. so wasn't in the mood for the pest known as jay, but she keeps her door open anyway. she’s just glad he caught her just before she was about to apply her face mask. brows push together at his words, has her hand instinctively reaching to lightly shove his shoulder away from her doorframe. “shut up, idiot. i’m not a loser, nor am i boring, mmmkay?” hands move towards her hips now. “what i’m doing is none of your business, but it’s way better than attending whatever slummy festivity you’re going to.” a pause, and okay, maybe she’s slightly curious. head tilts and she drops her gaze, pretends to be picking at her nails. “where’s it at, anyway?”