#collcgiates

valentina knows it’s bad that she doesn’t know her new bouncer’s name but in her defense, he’s always the first one to leave the strip club after closing. not once did he stay to attend the small gatherings she frequently organized to improve the morale of her employees. not once did he greet her when they crossed paths in the hallways. tonight she hoped to change that and she was insistent on making him stay. she was smoking a cigarette right outside the employees’ entrance at the back of the club, enjoying the breeze caused by the wind. valentina always notices everything, so it shouldn’t be a surprise that she exactly knew when his shift ended and whether he left through the front or the back. “are you leaving already?” she started off, mostly to capture his attention because he had either chosen to ignore her existence or not seen her at all. “didn’t the other guys tell you we’re having a little get together after closing? we’re ordering pizzas.” / @collcgiates​

“there’s SOMETHING in the house!” lianne whisper yells to the other, quick to huddle closely to their side. 

ever since she was enrolled into her class and saw the teacher’s assistant, who later she would get to know as connor, she couldn’t help but stare at him during classtime until he would make eye contact then she would swiftly look away. -- and so jackie being jackie, worked her magic, and began sending him snapchats, thinking it would lead to absolutely nowhere. yet here she was now, hours later, getting ready to meet him for a date, and she was feeling overwhelmed to say the least. this was highly unlike her to be filled with butterflies, but she had been out of the game for awhile now, and was beyond anxious. “ fuck, fuck, okay get it together. ” those words were repeatedly being muttered to herself as she drove to meet him at the restaurant, feeling a burning pit in her stomach. as she walked inside, she waited patiently, hoping to god she wouldn’t be stood up, and tried her best to act cool, calm, and collected. 

      𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 been high on spirit’s list of priorities, but how could she ignore a child in need? more specifically, a child she’d found abandoned, but technicalities were technicalities and all that mattered was that spirit had come to her sort of boyfriend with a cihld that she’d picked up in a park in the middle of the night and hadn’t questioned the situation at all. now, though, running on two hours of sleep and regretting her life decisions, she couldn’t be sure if she should attribute what she was seeing to sleep deprivation or reality.       ‘     cor.... can you please come here. the baby. it’s uhm, it’s.... floating?      ’      one would think with a best friend like hers, a psychic that often read palms, told the future accurately, and was highly empathetic, spirit would be used to this. in her mind, there was real magic, the kind that came about through manifesting things in the universe and opening your mind to certain powers of the mind. this? this was like something out of a movie and she was sure that she was just exhausted and making things up. — @collcgiates

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