#{iris.}

poker night could have ended really badly for her but seen as she had already been quite drunk, it was easy to blame her need for air and to go home on the alcohol. lavinia had handled herself poorly that night and had panicked when shed received the piece of paper in her had that she was compromised but it felt like her getting out looked more suspicious. fortunately, there was iris - the one who helped her get out of it all with ease and it wasn't like lavinia actually had to pretend to be panicked. too much had happened and heavy guilt was pressing down on her, causing her to always look over her shoulder even though she did have many wines. making her way back from the bar, she caught sight of the other. "oh my god, hi!" she grinned widely. "how have you been? it's lovely to see you." that was genuine, lavinia was genuine and it made her a bit... bad at undercover work (she could be fantastic if she stopped to think about playing a game)...

" your new girl is my clone. "

parties weren't usually clare's scene. at this time of night, she would've been curled up in bed with her cats reading some silly romance novel. but, she decided to be adventurous for the night and attend a party that she was invited to-- only to eventually get ditched. sitting on the stairwell, she sipped her wine until she noticed a stranger plopped down next to her. "did you get ditched too? i can't find my friends anywhere." / @temptedfates