#fiierstreet

 ❝  it's  not  much,  but  it's  home...  or,  home  away  from  home.  ❞  he  says,  gesturing  to  the  mansion  that  lies  on  the  foreboding  fear  island.  he'd  planned  a  party,  but  only  a  handful  of  people  had  shown  up,  and  now  he  was  self-conscious.  he  had  so  much  food,  so  many  drinks,  and  less  than  twenty  people  had  made  it  to  the  dock  by  the  time  they  were  departing.  oh,  well.  what  could  he  do?  ❝  make  yourself  comfortable.  do  you  need  anything?  ❞  he  asks,  rubbing  his  hand  over  the  nape  of  his  neck. // @fiierstreet​  for diana ! 

 ❝  sorry,  i'm  actually  just  closing.  ❞  she  says,  placing  the  last  display  bottle  under  the  counter  and  locking  the  door.  dalby's  department  store  didn't  stay  open  later  than  eight  p.m.  these  days,  reva's  dad  wanted  the  family  to  spend  quality  time  together,  and  that  meant  they  all  had  to  get  out  of  work  earlier.  it  was  really  cutting  into  reva's  checks  and  spending  money!  ❝  can  i  help  you  find  the  closest  exit?  ❞ // @fiierstreet​ for liz ! 

 ❝  people  say  my  kid  sister  and  i  look  like  twins,  but  i've  never  been  able  to  see  it.  do  you  get  that  a  lot,  too?  ❞  marla  asked,  draping  herself  over  a  seat  in  her  family's  great  room.  she  hated  being  compared  to  alison.  it  was  so  annoying.  ❝  especially  an  annoying  younger  sister  like  ali.  ugh.  ❞ // @fiierstreet​ for bobbi ! 

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