**/ ι'ℓℓ fιи∂ му σωи 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐝𝐨

𝙰𝙲𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙴     𝙰𝙽𝙳     𝙵𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙷     𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴𝙽     mix     together     and     form     a     scent     that     spills     out     throughout     the     home     of     none     other     than     adoracion     ,     freshly     painted     pink     toenails     are     propped     on     the     glass     of     a     coffee     table     while     nose     scrunches     at     the     overwhelming     smell     .     the     presence     of     the     other     didn’t     come     as     a     shock     whatsoever     ,     in     fact     it     felt     almost     like     an     unspoken     rule     ,     and     adore     wouldn’t     dare     to     change     it     .          ❝          missing     you     has     became     a     habit     but     thankfully     not     too     bad     of     one     but     ——     i     ended     up     wearing     it     to     a     party     two     days     ago     ,     so     i     think     it     might     be     dirty     .     what     is     that     saying     ;     finder’s     keepers     loser’s     peepers     or     something     ?          ❞

the look on jalissa’s face said it all . she was a bit stunned by the other’s words . “ i don’t know about all that , “ she said with a light shrug “ but harry potter was my shit growing up . “ she wasn’t ashamed to admit it , either . she picked up on it . lorelei’s gaze on her . over the years she’d grown hyper-aware of the appreciative look . that was now flashing across the other girls features .  “ well excuse the fuck out of me , “ jalissa couldn’t help but to laugh at the blondes response . “ you know what , babe , you’re right . how dare i assume you aren’t . “ in her mind she was sure lorelei hadn’t seen true kinkiness in person but then again you can never be too sure what another does behind closed doors . “ why would you think i want to freak the fuck out of people ? “ her perfectly sculpted brow raising just a bit , as her teasing tone shared space with the fog of smoke in the vehicle . 

@starr

“the cosmos unravels from my mouth, all fullness, all vacancy.”

brooks raised a brow when she spoke up but it was quickly followed by a grin when she continued on . the drama act of even punching her straw into her coffee was enough to bring a small chuckle from his lips . “ believe me when i say this , and it’s not just so i don’t have to witness a cute girl pissing herself , but it’s not a sexism thing . last time we were in the studio , they suggested we change up the sound of our new record . make it more radio friendly . i told him that the only time i let people boss me around is in the bedroom so if he wanted to do that , we could find a room . and— well he surprisingly took me up on that offer and found out that i was lying . but he stopped suggesting shit after that . i’m not recommending you do the same though . ” he chuckled , realizing his story had gone a little off topic . “ three grammys though … not so subtle flex , lorrie . i like that side of you . kind of turning me on , ” he teased , reaching out to grab his own coffee to take a sip , “ when are you going to invite me to one of your sessions again ? i can take care of mr . dick-for-brains for you while i’m there . ”

      she  was  maybe  a  couple  shots  in.  okay  to  be  honest  ,  juno  had  lost  count.  but  she  was  having  a  GRAND  old  time  at  this  party.  ever  since  her  move  to  hilton  grove  ,  she’s  made  some  good  friends  and  reconnected  with  some  old  ones.  so  when  lorrie  popped  up  and  hinted  at  karaoke  ,  she  couldn’t  help  but  beam.  “  oh  you  know  i’m  so  down  for  that.  ”

lila  was  in  her  own  world  ,  scrolling  through  instagram  while  nibbling  on  the  food  she  literally  just  ordered  .  her  mind  was  occupied  ,  thoughts  about  other  ,  unimportant  but  still  pressing  things  that  didn’t  leave  her  mind  .  she  was  distracted  when  she  noticed  a  hand  reaching  for  her  plate  ,  &  her  offended  eyes  follow  up  to  see  lorrie  .  the  unimpressed  expression  never  leaves  her  lips  ,  even  when  the  other  girl  sits  down  .  “  dude  ,  i’m  eating  that  .  ”

╱    new message on snapchat     ▎   lorrie .

rainer : can’t cheat the grind 💪 

rainer : what’re you up to ?

rainer : i got some venting to do

            if  there  was  one  thing  julien  loved  to  do  ,  it  was  getting  lunch  with  her  dad  whenever  his  schedule  didn’t  call  for  him  to  go  out  to  seoul  .  she  loved  when  they  were  able  to  have  one - on - one  time  without  disruption  ,  but  she’s  not  disappointed  when  her  dad  has  to  step  away  from  their  table  to  take  a  quick  phone  call  .  she’s  busy  tapping  through  her  socials  and  mindlessly  crunching  on  sweet  potato  fries  when  she  barely  heard  someone  speaking  to  her  .  julien  is  startled  when  her  fingertips  brush  another  hand  ,  a  short  yelp  of  surprise  falling  from  her  brims  when  she  realizes  who  the  other  is  .  ‘  what  the  fuck  is  wrong  with  you  ?  ’  she  locks  the  purple  device  in  her  hand  .  ‘  you’re  hungry  so  that  means  you  can  put  your  grubby  little  fingers  in  someone  else’s  plate  ?  were  you  raised  in  a  barn  ?  ’

*    𝐚    𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐲    𝐬𝐞𝐭    𝐨𝐟    𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬    tread    along    the    pavement    with    ease    towards    the    femme    she    was    all    too    familiar    with    ,    bambi    eyes    weary    all    while    she    returns    the    slightest    curl    of    her    lips    ,    reflecting    the    blonde’s    very    own    .    meetings    such    as    this    were    typically    arranged    in    the    late    evening    ,    as    a    means    for    the    two    to    rid    the    melancholic    thoughts    consuming    their    conscience    ,    being    the    burden    of    their    wakefulness    .    ❛    hey    ,    ❜    she    greets    gently    ,    the    space    between    gradually    lessening    while    stepping    further    .    ❛    i    am    .  .    okay    .    could    be    better    ,    but    can’t    complain    ,    ❜    she    emits    through    a    sigh    ,    loosely    shrugging    her    shoulders    before    gesturing    a    nod    her    way    ,    brow    arched    in    curiousness    .    ❛    yourself    ?    ❜

the serene uptick of the brunette’s lips dropped . forming a straight , unamused line . the effects of the perfectly crafted sativa seemingly vanishing at the mention of w i t c h c r a f t . hoping her silence on the first question would prompt her to move on from the topic , but even jalissa knew that was a foolish assumption . “ no . “ jalissa said in plain objection . “ they told me i was never getting a letter from hogwarts - because harry potter was fiction and fiction is unintelligent . “ ashing the blunt on the baby pink tray she’d earlier used when rolling the shared drug . bringing it to her lips and filling her lungs with the smoke . letting the cloud of smoke trickle out from her glossed lips as she raised her eyes up to lorelei . “ if you tell me it’s rad to be a w i t c h one more time i’m going to ash this over your head like im a virgin lighting a candle or whatever the fuck . “ a smile coming to jalissa’s lips , although it was anything but warm . her hand falling on the girls thigh , giving her a slight tap . her other hand reaching over to hang back the blunt .

it only took until lorrie was halfway through her blunt for her to ask jalissa, “so, like, what’s your beef with witchcraft and shit?” she blew out a plume of smoke as if to punctuate. “like, did your parents tell you santa didn’t exist too young or something? i mean, mine totally did, but my oma also told me all about, like, witchcraft and shit.” she nudged jalissa’s thigh. “be a rebel, turn to the fuckin’ dark side and be a witch. i promise, it’s rad.” 

or a long, long time, lorrie had been on her own. and that was fine, it had to be. she was growing more and more comfortable with herself, for sure, but sometimes… sometimes the silence was overwhelming. that’s around when she would, inevitably, text chantel. she almost had to laugh a little bit; the saddest “u up?” text known to man. it didn’t take long for lorrie to make her way to their usual rendez-vous point, and she shot chantel a thin smile when she came into view. “hey,” lorrie murmured, “you doin’ alright?”

“thank you for coming with me,” lorrie said as they entered the department store. she knew gus would probably have wanted to come whether she asked him to or not, but still. it was only polite to thank him. “i have to go meet with some fuckin’, ugh, like those interviewers up in new york. like, i get that it’s their jobs to be perky, but also it’s, like, before ten.” she shakes her head, complaining only to complain. lorrie made her way to the first dress that caught her eye: an elegant black dress. “what about this? with like sparkly accessories?”

lorrie really wasn't in the mood for this bullshit. she had her hood pulled low over her forehead, her sunglasses high up her nose. all she needed to do was get some fucking weed, and she was outta here, back home to her cat. of course, that didn’t happen, because nothing in lorrie’s life worked out, because she was fucking cursed. “oh, hey, adrianna,” she muttered as she was faced with the other woman. “don’t worry, i’m not here to mock you.”

it wasn’t as unusual as you’d think for lorrie to turn up at adora’s house unannounced. she was much like a cat in that sense, coming and going as she pleased. this time, though, she actually had something she needed. “hey, i think i left my holo miniskirt here last week. i can’t find it in my closet.” she added, a beat later, “also i missed you, hi.”