#ghovlie

“But it’s just fun girl chat,” she smiled, pouring a bit of whiskey into the hot coco sitting in front of her in the Pop’s booth. It seemed like the safest place to meet, to discuss. “Why would anyone turn down something that appealing. Girl to girl, you know?”

                                            //.  —-  T o r t u r e    s o u n d s     i n c r e d i b l e                                                                             for @ghovlie ~

          ❛ you’re not so tough honey. ❜  she’s dealt with the ghoulies before, back when she’d still been part of the serpents. they had backbone, sure, but alice had definitely done some dark things in her past. selling drugs was hardly a terrifying subject.  ❛ you’re not the first ghoulie i’ve ever gone up against. ❜

The party was over, and they were the ones caught.  Both of them, side by side, hands left cuffed despite the fact that she was dying to pee, her fingers curling, and uncurling, through the links. Why did she have to be stuck in here with her of all people. Harmonia, looking at her with eyes rimmed crazily with mascara and liner, running, their attempt at making an escape through a yard with a pool having ended miserably, the two of them coming up to be held hostage by the family who’s yard they’d broken into. The two of them hauled out with drenched clothing and glitter and black everywhere, taken in for trespassing, and public intoxication, her eyes shut.  Forgetting her for a moment, despite the fact that they’d gotten into it together and were just about to blow before the cops had arrived, her anger washing out with pool water, drip-dripping onto the cold concrete floor. They didn’t have people to bail them out, but someone from their gang would, eventually. She hoped. Eyes rolling as she squeezed at the shirt tied about her waist.

"You're really going to give me an attitude right now?" Andrew raised a brow towards his cousin. Harm was practically his little sister, he looked after her all these years and tried his best to give her a better home. Taking a drag of his cigarette, he shook his head towards her, taking a drag. "Drop the attitude, Harmy or I'm going to give you a reason for one" He stated, glaring in her direction as he blew the smoke out between his lips.

“Strife delivery service,” her eyes rolled with the beck and call, tapping on the door of where she only assumed the blonde lived. It had taken a bit of research, question asking, to arrive on the front door she did. But alas, she was here, pulling all the juicy details of Archie’s past in the bag slung around her side. “You name it, we-” she paused, stopping the quote of yet another pop culture reference in it’s tracks as the door opened wide. 

Yule: tag someone who seems to always have a positive attitudeCan you tag someone who asked the question? No? Too bad. @southsidelover is the bright light I get to turn to for a lot of things. My big internet sister is perfect, and always is showing me the bright side to look at. Bless.