#heavystarter

the wedding was fine, a little dull - but all weddings were boring if you didn’t know the person - the best part was when the crazy red head came in a wedding dress - callie had to cover her mouth from laughing - but now the reception was in full spin and she was trying to blend in and be a normal human being, albeit only being here because she wanted to hang out with pippa. she sat at one of the tables downing food and drink, chin perched on her hand as she took part in people watching.

Pippa had been keeping mostly to herself. It wasn’t that she minded, necessarily. But she was starting to get a little lonely. The lessons that her mother taught her were drilling into her brain. If you’re pretty and quiet and nice, people will like you. She figured that maybe she just wasn’t pretty enough. She was fiddling with makeup in one of the courtyards when someone came and sat next to her. 

“I’ve only been here an hour, and I already miss Ireland. This had better be worth it.”

Jack was wearing his older tux at the ball, though he had gotten here this morning, he realized there was one going on. So he decided to check it out. He stood with his drink, sipping it slowly watching people dance on the dance floor. Unsure what to make of this entire thing. He felt hungry though and so many witches had passed him. He glanced over at the person beside him “looks like your drink needs refilled.’

Gabriel was sat down in the kitchen, drumming his fingers on one of the tables and thinking about how things had changed since he’d gotten to Romania. “Do you ever sit down and realize you have no fucking clue what you’re doing?” he blurted out.

Katerina wasn’t sure why she thought doing yoga after not having done it in so long was a good idea, but she realized she wasn’t as flexible as she used to be. After nearly spraining her neck in attempt to do Taraksvasana or “handstand scorpion”, she finally laid back on the purple yoga mat, letting out a defeated sigh.