#hidehillevent009

la vela tonight was packed by a lot of its patrons, which was fully expected, it was fourth of july, the bar has been running nonstop, whilst most of the booths are full. and another set by some new dj has been going on for half an hour now. paisley has been sitting by the bar by herself, nursing a glass of gimlet. she was a little bit in her own world tonight, though at first she was mingling with the others to not dwell in her own mind, yet now she couldn't help it. her thoughts were immediately interrupted by someone whom she felt taking the stool beside her just now. part of her had this sense that they were already watching her from afar, though she isn't really sure, due to how much she's drank already. “what do you feel like having tonight?" she just simply said, as she takes a swig of her drink, before finally turning to the person beside her. "whatever it is, it's on me."

Brandon had officially hit the fuck it button in life. No matter what he tried, he couldn't figure out shit, couldn't piece together a single part of the shadow mystery, and no matter how hard he tried, people still died. So, why even bother? If he was going to die - might as well enjoy the last part of his life, right? Fuck it. And that was why he was uncharacteristically in the pool, joining in in the rounds of shot-taking, and laughing and having a good time. "Hey," he greeted with a smile as someone swam up to the pool bar next to him. "What do you want? I-It's on me, a-anything you want," Bran offered.

Open / @hidehillstart (capping at 4 people)

"I feel as though half of the people in here won't make it to the end of the night without passing out." Tatum scoffed as she looked out at the room full of people and then down at her phone as she scrolled the forum. "Are you wasted like everyone else or did you pace yourself so far?"

BRANDON HARRIS | CONRAD MASQUERADE BALL

thepaisleyduncan posted on his story

CHARLIE ABBOTT: 4th July Party