#carosfm

hana was perched on a chair on caroline’s balcony, it was a little bit cold but hana liked being outside, besides the pair had planned to smoke today. “dude, can i talk to you about something?” she asks, running a hand through her dark hair, “there’s this guy ---” 

the process of turning a house into a home sure seemed to be a long one. something barbie wasn’t really expecting when settling down in roswell. in her defense, she’d never moved anywhere with the intention of sticking around. in fact, it wasn’t until she had guests over and nothing to entertain them with that she realized just how EMPTY her home was. she’d learned to survive on little -- it made the moving process easy. old habits were hard to break. still, she was here at feel good records, looking for something she could play while entertaining if she so desired. “excuse me?” she looks over to the nearest body. “if you wanted to play something while having guests over that says ❛ I’M SOPHISTICATED AND A HOMEOWNER, ❜ what would you suggest? other than abba, of course.”

usually, florencia is the MASTER of jenga. they have a patience and still hand like no other, which are the two things you really need to dominate the game. it should’ve been even easier, considering this set was huge. she doesn’t know how she’s fumbled so bad that the tower has fallen after pulling her first side piece. it HAS to be the flashiness of caroline’s outfit-- no other reason. definitely not florencia trying their hardest not to notice how nicely the crop top hugs caroline’s sides. “UGH-- rematch?”

         (  @carosfm​ !  )    ‘  i  honestly  just  need  two  things  this  halloween :   an  adult  halloween  party  with  no  kids  allowed  and  a  babysitter  .   you  happen  to  know  of  either ?    ’