#fadcdaway

and that’s when he heard the voice, just as the turtle slid back into the water. luca turned his head to see what all the commotion was when he saw the girl approaching him. angry? yikes. women must really have it in for me today. first his wife, now this attractive stranger. “i’m sorry, what --” luca frowned, completely aghast by her statement.

𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍 : i’m pretty bored and no one else wants to keep me company 𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍 : send me a cute pic 𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍 : like of your tits or something  —  @fadcdaway

BROOKLYN’S SAT ACROSS THE OTHER at the celebratory dinner for their team’s victory at the championship match, and he’s trying to focus on anything other than him but he can’t help it - he had grown attached to the other male over the last few months despite making every effort not to. of course he was out to the team, but it didn’t mean anything to the other. it never would, and truthfully he’d move on when the time comes but right now? brooklyn’s just having fun. he giggles a bit to himself as he gazes down to his lap, letting his foot linger a bit too close to the other’s leg before it starts to tangle itself up with the other’s foot. his cheeks are flushed a dark red as he leans against the table, his head leaning against the palm of his hand. he’s genuinely trying to listen to the coach’s speech, but it’s hard when there’s electricity shooting down his spine at every touch. he looks up when he hears his name being called and he grins in response, nodding his head. “yeah, coach - m’fine. just a bit knackered.” he responds, glancing at the other male before he looks back down at his lap.

“you think stealing a watch is impressive?” the blonde asked him while raising her brows at him and she couldn’t help but to scoff. stealing was something ruby used to do for a living and she still kind of did. it was one of the few things that she was really good at and she was confident enough to not be convinced that the male standing in front of her could do better than her. “i’ve stolen far more valuable things than that.”

the drugs department of the gang had always been tristan’s responsibility. it went with ups and downs, but he knew what he was doing. that was why he was so pissed of when felicity started to interfere. not necessarily because of her, but because his brother apparently didn’t have a lot of faith in him. plus, she seemed to really know what she was doing when it came down to the sales. “let’s just get it over with.” tristan mumbled towards the brunette, right after they exited their meeting with the president and got a new assignment together. “just do as i say and it will be over before we know it.”

things hadn’t been the best with her family lately and that was exactly what had gotten her into trouble. she knew that spending the night with rowland of all people would not exactly make things easy, but she had to prove that she was her own person — and she would be lying if she said she regretted it. despite it all, she wasn’t standing in front of his door with good news, what could be expected. as she waited for him to open up, she started to think about how she was going to tell him what she came here to say.

another meaningless party, another event where wendy had to pretend she cared about this manager and that producer. she was actually getting really good at it, cherry glossed lips glistening in the lights of the party. a smile plastered across her features, one that was innocent and approachable ... one that she'd MASTERED for these kinds of industry events. her stylist had done a great job tonight, wendy taking note of every head that turned as she sauntered through the party. the dress was snug against every curve of her body, accenting her petite yet voluptuous form. she felt GOOD, confident even. there were times this place made her feel like the smallest person in the world .. and others, when the camera’s were flashing and people were screaming her name, when she felt as if she WISHED to be as small as a bug. but tonight, wendy was on fire. she had an ep coming out that she was finally proud to release, she’d been killing it on her live performances. tour had been wildly insane in every amazing way. she felt this strange emotion that she hadn’t felt since she was a child ... happiness. she was elated, even. as she swayed her hips to whatever catchy song was blasting through the speakers, she closed her eyes, feeling the bass of the music all the way in her chest ... the drums moving her hips. wendy was sure people were watching, but she couldn’t find a reason to care. everyone else was having fun, drinking and chatting up. and while she wasn’t much of a drinker, she DID enjoy letting loose every once and awhile. and dancing was her way to forget about everything ... that’s when she heard someone cough out, her eyes opening widely at the sound. of all people, she’d never expected it to be HIM. “ are you stalking me now, teddy ? ”