#batshtmuses

once upon a not that long ago, lilly wouldn’t have uttered a word about the plan to demarco, not until afterwards at least. but they’d both promised to be more open with each other, both promised to try and keep themselves as safe as they could. to make less reckless choices, even if it was for the benefit of the other opposed to themselves. knowing she had to tell demarco however, didn’t mean she was looking forward to it. for once, she’d woken up alongside him as he left for his training session - deciding to set up a small pamper session for them. when he came home, she’d offered to give him a massage, ordered lunch - then they’d headed out to the pool. swimming over to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, pressing soft kisses to his shoulder. “v and i have a plan to deal with aaron.” the words muttered against his skin, half hoping they’d be muffled enough that he wouldn’t hear them. “he’s not allowed near either of us, if we just... prompt him into getting angry enough to come after one of us, then he’ll be out of our hair for a while at least.” pressing another kiss to his neck, she pulled back, swimming over to the side of the pool, raising her voice back to a normal level. “do you want some wine?” 

part of her had wanted to turn down the assignment on principle. not because she had any problems with playing with other's feelings. no her problem came with her apparent only use being that of a love interest. she was the eldest, she should have been the one following in her father's footsteps - but she was reduced to nothing more than the pretty princess, while they tried to force duncan into having a backbone. the pretty princess only got to come out of the castle, when they needed her to bat her eyes at their rival's son. still, as seething as she was at the situation, she could use it to her advantage. prove how useful she could be - even if she had to act fragile in the process. after being handed demarco's schedule, all she had to do was orchestrate a meeting, and hope he bought into the lie that she knew nothing of her family's business. as soon as she spotted him heading towards the bar in the club, she made her way over, purposely stumbling once she was close enough to bump into him. "i'm so sorry, are you okay? i didn't spill your drink, did i?" hand reaching out to rest on his arm, as though to feel for any sign of it being wet.

"so... i have an entire month's worth of different activities planned, culminating in the best party around - obviously our's - but i thought we could get everyone together and go away for the weekend do halloween horror nights and then disney's halloween party, because... well frankly because i don't think fabiana can handle anything scarier than that."

"Am I supposed to be honoured?" Athena asks, venom dripping in her calm tone of voice. "That's a fucking shitty thing you did." She had believed the other cared about her. Hell, he had acted like he cared about her, but after finding out the reality of their situation, she feels betrayed. "I can't believe I actually bought any of your shit."

She knocks on the door, awaiting an answer. Elena had been thinking of going over to the other's apartment for quite some time but only now had she thought to actually do so. She could hear how upset they were, after what sounded like the world's loudest party every night. She grew concerned over time, doubting the normality of the situation. "Hi," she says softly as the door creaks open, "just stopping by to ask if... everything is okay? I—I heard... some stuff, going on in here... and thought I should check in."