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“ totally chic ! “ she announces as she examines the clean tear across the bottom of her dress and it may have been far from even but it would do just right . she takes the piece of material that had torn away from his hand , flexes it out with a grin and adds , “ perfect is boring , you have to have some rough edges , “ wrapping it up and tying it as she shoves it into the space in her purse , what she plans to do with it not explained because it would be of no interest . her attention is turned back around and with the excitement still bubbled , the act of just doing something for the sake of it … she was not a restrained person , she had left that far behind even if she did slip back into some of her old ways . “ okay , now what ?where are we going ? “ assuming he had some preconceived plan considering he’d been the one who wanted to bail . she was interested , enthusiastic . the chances of her making it back to that party slimmer by the second but she would probably worry about that far too late .
if devon were an honest man , he would have admitted that he had NO IDEA what that even meant. he’s not , though , so the topic isn’t pushed any further. instead , he removes his tie and tosses both it and the jacket aside - he had no use for them anymore anyway. even if he happened to get penny back before the entire thing ended , there was no guarantee devon had any desire to stick around. “ perfect kinda seemed like your vibe , i dunno. like i said . . . if you say so. ” it was rare for devon to hang out with people who were so opposite of him , finding a lot of the mundane fairly boring and not worth his time , but there were always exceptions. “ a party. there’s one close by so we can just walk. ” a glance towards her shoes makes him regret instantly that there was no other option , but it was matter at that point. “ well , we’re gonna try to walk , but i can’t imagine heels are comfortable. ”
“ um , of course i trust you , “ as if it were some kind of given and they knew each other exceptionally well . she’d seen him before , probably spoken to him in passing but it wasn’t like he had done anything to earn this unconditional trust , she was handing it over freely and unconcerned . as they reach the door , exiting into the night air , the red head turns back to face him with a rather excitable expression . penny was undoubtedly not always the brightest and easily led but she did have a penchant for fun which often led her into dangerous waters . “ i can’t go out like this to anywhere normal , “ a truly enamoured grin as she clasps her hands together , “ i know what we’ll do . you need to tear the bottom of my dress of ! i’m going to make it into a mini dress . totally chic , “ randomly stood outside , she hikes the dress up by the skirt and drags his hand to it , encouraging , “ go on . “
“ perfect. ” these were devon’s favorite kinds of people - blind trust with little to no further questions when presented with a vague idea. as if they were polar opposites , devon’s exterior was completely cool as they met the outside. the urge to completely ditch the jacket and tie comes quickly , hands reaching up to shrug the jacket off now while she pulled to a stop. “ - what ? why ? ” not a single extensive thought existed in his mind at that point , focus solely on their destination rather than anything else. so when penny hands him part of her dress , he blanks for a minute. rip it ? that’s what she said , right ? repercussions on her possible return flash briefly in his mind and devon was sure he’d be blamed for everything that came with it , but again . . . it’s not like he really cared. “ fuck it. if you say so. ” another shrug surfaced before he followed orders , reaching down to tear part of the dress. step back was taken as he tilted his head to inspect the result. “ i mean , it’s . . . definitely not even , but i don’t think that really matters. ”
she takes a moment to look at devon , her chin tilted upwards as she surveys him but in truth , she wouldn’t have been able to tell a dang thing about him . penny lived in a state of naivety , hopeful about most things and trusting of anyone … it didn’t matter what you did , she’d probably still think about you the same . “ i guess you’ve convinced me , “ she reaches out to place her champagne glass on a passing waiters tray , a smile as she heads past him towards the door … just the same as before , a glance , “ do you promise to get me home before midnight so i don’t turn into a pumpkin ? “
it didn’t take much convincing , which was something devon was grateful for. with an attention span like his , he probably wouldn’t have pushed the matter much further and proceeded to leave on his own. as long as she wouldn’t have snitched , it’s not like there’d be any hard feelings. even then , people didn’t really expect devon to stick around once he grew bored of something. following after penny , devon shrugged in return and swiped a few more strawberries from one of the trays on the way. “ yeah , yeah , yeah. whatever you want , cinderella. ” he’d abide by her rules for now , but the true outcome depended on where they ended up. “ - you trust me ? ”
joey alpen was not well versed in the delicate hemisphere that was the spectrum of human emotion , no flexibility to the way he perceived things which made him half idiot and half robot . it should have probably been clear to him immediately that there was some other issue than the room being booked incorrectly or his appearance being early but he was far too focused on his precise memory of booking this room , his time keeping something that was never questioned . he would never make a mistake like that . he scratches the side of his face , itching physically and mentally to get started … “ no , i don’t think you do , “ the tone was cool , not pressing . his observation fo the scene began a second too late , a glance to what she was pushing aside but he liked to mind his own business and not get involved . “ i’m booked into this room and i need to start my work out , “ did he need to ? well , technically he would probably survive if he didn’t but sometimes he was so rigid that it was hard for him to be patient .
watch on her wrist is glanced at again at his words , just in case she’d been living in some kind of state of delusion. double booking existed , but it was rare in odessa’s world. when she worked with a trainer and her team , this was never an issue. maybe this was what she got for trying to keep up on her own. “ are you sure ? ” in reality , all odessa had to do was check her app again , but she was confident now that the mistake wasn’t within their realm of control on their end. impatience becomes evident now , brows pulling together as she stood up. “ yeah , okay. ” uninjured wrist lifts to swipe at her forehead as the other snags the bandage and tosses it towards her bag. “ i was mostly done anyway. ” bag was tossed over her shoulder before odessa glanced towards joey and shrugged. “ all yours. i’ll let them know they fucked up at the counter , though. i guess i should have listened when i read this place was notorious for double booking. ”

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routines were important . discipline was important . they kept direct influence on a well-balanced life and most importantly : it kept your eyes set on the prize and earned you results . and although the frenetic life of training and dieting was partly behind her , she can’t let go of the strings that she is able to control by keeping with a routine throughout her crazy schedule . and a small repair in her home set gym was , to say the least , an inconvenience . calling her former trainer and gym owner to set her up with a private room and a trainer , to not a half later they were giving her access to one of the rooms back at the gym with the request to meet them there . opening the door , comfortable enough with the room she did not expect company nor she would expect to see a former friend ( ? ) . “ –––– oh , ” she gasps out of surprise . “ they gave me this room to come meet my trainer … need a hand with that ? ”
upon hearing the other’s voice , odessa had to show restraint from rolling her eyes. she had to remember the mirror in front of her , exposing her every move in return for lily’s unexpected arrival. she recovers nicely , though , brushing it off as leftover irritation from injuries that prevented her from becoming entirely independent. she’d be damned if she asked lily , of all people , for help with something. “ assholes. ” blonde mutters at no one in particular , body lifting itself to stand as the bandage was kicked towards her bag - a result of her defeat. “ no , no. it’s fine. ” the smile offered is forced , but at least her exterior offers civility. “ i was supposed to have the room for another half hour , but i guess that plan’s out the door. ”
those who were easily bored were often walking red flags , the social circles penny traipsed around in full of restless men and women who didn’t know what was good for them . it just so happened that penny was very good for others , they just weren’t very good for her at all . red hair delicately pinned up and her mother nowhere in sight , she tilts her head , “ how do you know it blows when you’re standing on the side lines ? “ she asks but it’s just a joke , her nature is people pleasing , to mould into whatever is wanted . it’s just a way to ensure that you don’t upset anyone , her nature completely meek . “ you’re going to get me in big trouble if i skip out and someone important shows up , “ she’s grinning , a naive and stupid smile .
cynicism is met with narrowed eyes , shift in his demeanor stemming from a twitch in his shoulders at the thought of being challenged. it wasn’t often someone questioned devon to his face and he was almost impressed by penny in that moment. ALMOST. devon recognizes the light jest , chooses not to engage further in it for cliffhanging purposes , and lets out a short laugh in return. “ everyone important is already here , penny. nobody’s showing up. ” fashionably late didn’t seem to be a recurring theme at these kinds of places , unless the people were young and seeking some kind of attention. “ live a little , yeah ? if you’re really paranoid , i can have you back a half hour before this thing ends and you can tie up any loose ends. sound good ? ” it was an empty promise , but at least it was a promise.
late night appearances to keep his image relevant while wanting to crawl into a ball and disappear was a steady beat in his life : maybe was time to change his management team ( words uttered for for years on a looping ) . pulling the canteen from the inside of his jacket , he offers to his friend as he stands next to him ––– at least a good side for this night . “ five more minute , ” he requires . “ five more minutes and you can start message everyone and we go to my house . ”
there would have been instant protest had carter not offered him an olive branch , one hand lifting to snag the canteen from him. swig from the canteen is taken shortly after before it’s returned to his friend , annoyance subsiding only momentarily before devon’s jaw tightened. he didn’t know how much longer he could take - five minutes would feel like five years if he focused on each second too much. “ fine , five minutes … if i don’t die of boredom by then. ” the mutter came quietly , almost inaudibly , as he pulled his phone out to partake in aimless scrolling until time was up.
his toothpick harvests grab her attention , sun - kissed features twist into a disgusted expression & she swats his hand away from his mouth , foot hitting at his ankles beneath the table as a double - wham. she follows him across the room , bored of the proposed vibes & itching to explore hollywood’s night life instead. she’s dressed for a gala , black tie event , but her house is minutes down the road & she’s got a new club outfit in mind. her hand finds his , tugging him towards the suggested exit undetected. “ you don’t have to ask me twice. “ impish leer displays , fingers entwined with his. “ i wanna get druuunk. “ she whines , tugging on his hand. “ care to join? “
at the swat , his own hands lift in offense - palms go from facing the ceiling to facing flo as he straightens up a bit in return. “ sorry , mom. ” the mutter comes as they depart the area , inevitable tease only an unnecessary addition to his actions now while he suppressed a grin. though there’s a sense of understanding in the drag through the crowd , slow enough to be deemed completely normal movements while ulterior motives became set in place. it’s not like they’d be missed , right ? in any case , devon didn’t care much if they were in the end. “ what , wine drunk isn’t enough for you ? ” it was his way of agreeing as soon as they were safely out of the room , one hand raising to pull his tie off in an obvious act of defiance against the event.
january had spent enough of her youth screaming to know she didn’t like it. fighting didn’t come naturally it her, it exhausted her down to her bone marrow. when she faced conflict tears sprang to her eyes with preternatural swiftness, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and her fists clenched into her palms. so when conflict appeared she ran away as fast as her feet could carry her. “sorry i was just looking for-” she hugged a sweater and a water bottle to her chest like she might throw them in self-defense. “are you okay?” the question is prodding and too personal for a perennial hermit like herself. but if the last six months have proven to her anything it’s that she doesn’t know herself as well as she thinks she does. “i have some ibuprofen if you’d like it.”
at least the tremble in her hands had ceased almost entirely by this point , injury still very much present while the obviousness of it dwindled severely. odessa was usually nicer , not as bitter in greeting to others but pain did some wild things to people. a quick glance towards the mirror gives her an idea of her company , shoulders rolling a bit in discomfort before she shook her head. “ yeah , i’m fine. ” a lie , straight through her teeth , but did it matter ? something so habitual was knee - jerk at that point. odessa stood up shortly after , bandage abandoned on the floor as she turned towards january. “ if you have some , i’ll take it. ” the blonde nodded just once , instinctive reaction to grasp for anything that might ease the pain now very much present without much attempt to cover it. “ how good are you with first aid ? ”

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dainty fingers decorated with gold jewelry plucked strawberry from fruit tray , coating it with rich chocolate from the fountain as air hardens exterior . green stem anchored in hand while the blonde runs from the crowd toward silence and peace . not interested in small talk and stares of those demanding answers . white teeth break through the former cacao seed , relishing in the sweet taste of pink berries in contrast with the bitter darkness . blonde waves curl around features as head turns sideways . question mark present in emeralds before shrugging it away : live a little . ❛ to where exactly ? ❜ voice rising at the end of her question but valentine is already following him .
“ anywhere but here. ” devon had a few places that climbed to the top of his list , priorities that stemmed from his inability to showcase recklessness at their current location. it was almost painful to live in peace like this , sharing small talk with people he didn’t care for and allowing camera flashes to solidify his presence at the event in social media. eyes narrowed a bit as he returned his gaze towards the door , shrug lifting his shoulders as he pushed off the wall. “ we can bring the strawberries , too. they won’t miss ‘em. ”
as per usual , jordana’s schedule was packed with random appearances and events . tonight was a dinner that she wasn’t particularly in the mood for ( truthfully she wasn’t even sure what it was for , at this point ) but in true kennedy fashion she put that to the side and schmoozed her way through the group of people on the ballroom floor . tonight was different in one very obvious way , a specific person wasn’t on her arm and she was sure the tabloids with run wild with that realization come sunrise . so she supposed , she’d enjoy everyone else tip toeing around the elephant in the room while she could . stepping off to the side to get some much needed screen time with her phone , entirely oblivious to the person beside her , naturally . he only catches her attention when his voice breaks through the background noise of aimless chatter . a twist of injected lips as her blue orbs look over the group , “ only if you’re offering me more than a couple glasses of some heinous red wine , “ her brow quirking up slightly . the door now in her direct eye line as she slips her phone into to birkin , “ so ? “
“ trust me , the last thing i wanna see after getting out of this room is more wine. ” his words and actions weren’t tactless and , he’d admit in secrecy , he was slightly curious about her lack of company … phone aside , of course. devon could only wonder if it was on purpose ( stupid to think it wasn’t ) or if it was genuine drama that he’d have to be mindful of. in all honesty , he really didn’t care , but the cantley family had been known to be a bit nosy at times. metal glints in the slightest as a hand was removed from his pocket , car key now visible in a silent offering before he pushed off the wall to head towards the door. “ besides , there are a thousand other ways to feel as dazed as being wine drunk would get a person. ” he slips through the kitchen door with ease , a few compliments slipping between his lips to keep the chef and caterers entertained for just a moment’s notice as he approached the back door. “ - shotgun or driver ? ”
“you could ask me to leave nicely, manners are free you know?” she said with a small frown. she would’ve left if there was a please, but she couldn’t stand those who were rude to others without a decent reason. although looking closer at the other, she could see something was so clearly wrong with her. “do you need help?” she asked her. she’d learned that the answer was often no, pride got in the way. but she’d feel bad if she didn’t at least ask.
the sigh that leaves is silent but entirely visible in the way her shoulders rose and fell. thumb flexes absently , a nervous tick that came with interactions odessa hadn’t been anticipating in the first place , and she stands up shortly after to stop herself from completely shutting the other out without giving her a chance. “ right , sorry. ” growing up with brothers had an impact on how she treated others , but she’d never admit it unless it was fuel to a fire or an excuse to victimize herself - a nasty force of habit. “ you know how to tie a wrist ? doesn’t have to last more than an hour or so. ”
being a kennedy came with some perks she had to admit, even ones that she was willing to take advantage of, like the slight re-book of her favorite room she had been able to swing because other guests could come and go but mackenzie kennedy? she was a treat. making her way into the room she had book mackenzie frowned at the introduction, it wasn’t one she was used to, if not for her name alone but her position within the L.A. kenzie was a good friend to have around here. “i think you’ll find that was rude....and the rooms mine.” she offered, arms over her chest. “now are you done being a bitch or do you need longer before you ask for help for that thing?”
scolding of her attitude only furthers the urge to roll her eyes. if it weren’t for the mirror exposing the front of her while her back was turned , maybe odessa would have found relief in doing just that. instead , she just lifts her gaze to see WHO was making demands when she’d been given access to the room in the first place. “ no , i booked it. ” odessa reiterated , jaw tightening only a bit as the offer ( although abrasive ) rose to the surface. “ . . . fine. ” femme shifts uncomfortably at first , standing up slowly and reaching down to pick up the bandage. “ a knot is fine. ” never one to ask directly for help , odessa just extended the bandage towards the other before lifting her wrist again. “ i’m right - handed , so it’s a little hard. ”
𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 everyone . 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 a hotel ballroom for a dinner ig .
strawberries scattered on a fruit tray fall victim to the result of his boredom , toothpick in hand poking and prodding at each one absently. these dinners were never his thing , especially when they played nothing but elevator music and banned everything except wine from the tables. devon’s disinterest grows after just a few minutes , eyes lifting to scan the room as the toothpick was placed between his teeth to hug the corner of his mouth. both hands moved to his pockets , back just barely brushing against the wall ( he couldn’t look like he was lazing ) as he felt someone else’s presence beside him. “ this thing blows. ” he commented aimlessly , barely glancing towards them before gesturing towards the kitchen door. “ c’mon , let’s bail. ”

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𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 everyone . 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 a gym idk .
a trip to the trainer meant facing a reality odessa was currently in denial of , so she settles for doing everything herself. sat in a private training room , she MAKES HERSELF SUFFER while attempting to tie her wrist properly – bandage clamped somewhere between her teeth and left hand for several moments now. the door opens somewhere behind her and the bandage snaps , shooting back against her wrist and causing the blonde to shake it off with a wince and frustrated sigh. it leaves her right back where she started : bare wrist , throbbing pain , and an advil that was damn near close to wearing off completely. “ room’s taken , y’know. ” odessa commented , back still to the other before the makeshift first aid kit is brushed aside. “ i still got another half hour , so get lost. ” bridge of her nose is pinched by her index finger and thumb as elbows move to rest on knees that were tucked closer to her chest now.