#basicblues

@basicblues — kitty was doing her typical rounds in the morning, but she made sure to check on a specific patient last. it’s not that she had any reason to; other than she was a bit too friendly with them. “is there anything i can get for you this morning?”, she questioned as her eyes looked over the other in the bed.

    her feet moved with purpose as she exited the booth, the studio all but empty on a sunday at 3 am. “what the fuck is your problem, huh?” the girl barked, voice hoarse and that was saying something for the rock and roll star considering that was her whole bit. “can i make it to the fucking bridge before you fucking cut me off or?” in all honesty she was surprised her tone hadn’t knocked him back on impact, being as soft and  d e l i c a t e  as he was despite his stature. had leonora not been so heated, perhaps she would have found herself thirsting for him and the perfect amount of tame he was. it was in her nature to break pretty things and he was possibly the prettiest thing to be had. 

━━ it seemed like her evening was dragging on in the worst way before she received a text from him. she loved his spontaneity, but it always kept her on edge. the two weren’t even suppose to know each other, let alone be seen together. she was never fond of anyone else’s rules but her own, and this was only one of the many nights she was sneaking out to see him. grabbing her jacket, she left her mother to her drunken slumber on the couch. stepping outside and heading towards their usual meeting spot. her steps were swift, anxious due to her dark surroundings. at times, she wondered about the repercussions of their interest towards each other. she could see a future with him, but she always knew it’d never be a reality. she fantasized about going on an actual date, her mom meeting him, and finally being open with each other. exhaling with vexation, she scolded herself. always having the habit of getting her own hopes up before remembering the harsh reality she resided in. finally arriving, her wide green hues darted from one end of the street to the next. standing in her usual spot with folded arms, awaiting for his car to roll up along the curb.

"So guys, we are going to go pick Chase up. I don’t know what he’s expecting, but i’m super stoked.” Caroline held her phone up in front of her face, snapping out to her followers so they would be as up to date with everything that was going on as she was. She had to admit she was excited to be meeting the boy, almost grateful that the game had gone the way it did so she could partake in this little adventure. Excitedly she hurried to his door, knocking a few times before take a step back and looking at her manager. “You know, you don’t have to stick around all night. Like not this close. I think this guy is going to be fine. I’m sure he’s not going to try to kidnap me or anything.” Her thoughts were cut short as she heard the door creak, signaling the boy’s arrival. “C-chase?” Of course he had to be fucking cute.

"Hey babe, can you come here?” The brunette was stuck in front of the mirror, turning back and forth, side to side, trying her best to figure out what she wanted to wear. She knew that the media had been starting to catch on to their relationship, but she had yet to actually sit down and talk to her Dad about it. Judging by the lack of questions on his end, she was sure that he had yet to read any of the articles online about her and Dylan anyway. But tonight she was going to the game as coach’s special guest, sitting beside the benches with her mother and surely she couldn’t hide his jersey that always hung on her back. “You think I look okay?” August bit down on her lesser lip, hand reaching out for the boy, desperate for his touch in her moment of uncertainty. 

The last thing Alessia had hoped to do during her time with Andre was fall asleep, yet as her eyelids fluttered open and her blurred vision began to adjust she realized she had. Working so hard for the last few weeks had been getting to her more than she thought, but she was grateful to find the boy beside her in bed. “Baby,” a smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she leaned into his chest, sprinkling a few kisses along his skin as she closed her eyes again. “Tell me you have the night off so we can go out to eat and maybe go shopping? I want to get something cute to wear to the office next time we work together. I may or may not have bought some cuffs and left them in my desk drawer so we can have more fun in there soon. Though I have to say ... i'm pretty sure some of the clients were questioning which room the screaming was coming from. Oops.”

Ramona hadn’t been the least bit nervous as she stood beside the podium, notecards in hand though she knew she wouldn’t even bother with them. One of the perks of being the president’s daughter was getting to make appearances where she got to speak on her own, without his hold on her. Though, she was limited to what she could say, with what she could support, which drove her absolutely insane. She refused to speak up for everything that her dad supported, but every now and then she could find a cause that she was neutral on, or at least something she could semi agree on with her old man. “If anyone has any other questions or want to talk, I will be around the lobby for a while, feel free to say hello. Unfortunately, my father was not able to make it out today, but just know that he’s so grateful that so many young voices have decided to come together to speak their mind and get talking about subjects that really matter.” A fake smile was plastered on her face as she talked about him, shooting a look to her security guards as she made her way out into the large crowd.