#bottledcosmos

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:

alena & apollo.

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone   princess perfect                  - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone this one bc u know she chose it for him,   but he doesnt mind

    throwing her keys into the bowl on the small table by her front door, the woman let out an EXASPERATED HUFF, shaking her head. anton amor was an absolute dickhead today. typical, just typical. how did they meet? well, she was an intern for the public relations company that had close relations to the law firm he was interning for. one would think that’s how they would become friends, but that was the complete opposite of their relationship.

    the two organizations would meet up once a week to discuss how to maintain good publicity and create excellent press releases when there were new developments. sade was a creative woman, she had many ideas and that was how she earned her spot as the lucky intern. however, whenever she brought any of her ideas up in these meetings, her nemesis was there to ruin things and contradict her. today was the last straw, as she had burst out of the meeting once it was over and headed home, wanting to unwind with pizza and wine.

    “finding the party fun?” he implored, leaning against the doorway next to the blonde. it all started when tyler was spending time with his brothers downstairs in the basement of their frat house, mulling over fun ideas. it wasn’t until one brother, adam, spoke up and suggested they all do bets where they take a girl’s virginity, but they assigned each other the girls. tyler got molly cage, a girl one year younger than him. from the information provided to him, molly doubled as a tutor apart from a fellow student at the university. looks like he found a good way in, through tutoring if not tonight.

    he took a sip from his red solo cup, his free arm gesturing at the house. “you ever been to a frat party before? if not, glad you could come to ours.” yes, flatter her, make her feel SPECIAL. “so, are you a freshman?” by now, he was in his spring semester of freshman year. so with the past fall semester, he had quickly adapted to college life, and how things worked around here in terms of connections.

    . ✧ . * . ˚  HE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING ABOUT HER  :  not that he knew much about her in the first place.  when they first met , the band was working with a recording studio in miami and while being there , they were invited to a private art gallery  —  and when cameron introduced himself to her , he thought that talking to her would get  SOMETHING  started. 

   after two weeks ... little did the scotsman know , that he would  f u c k i n g  despise her despite the odd tension between them  ( that kind of odd tension , where he wanted to see if she’d talk back like that on silk sheets  ) .