#narcoticsncarnality

“Stop staring at my ass, damn. My eyes are here, pal.”

“I’m sorry, do I know you?”

“you cannot be serious right now. is this a joke?” mariana’s spoiled voice chimes up, looking at the server that just gave her her venti strawberry acai refresher at starbucks. “i specifically asked for mint in this, with extra blackberries, are you stupid, or are you deaf?” she asks them sharper, she always felt it necessary to upkeep her princess asthetic, seeing as her father owned a mass amount of resort all around the world. it seems her mild temper tantrum got the attention of a man in line, and she gives him a once over before a little bit of a glare. “can i help you? stare any harder and i’m going to charge you by the minute.”

going to shows as a vip with her a team was nothing knew to the tattooed, blonde drug dealer, so certainly, tonight wasn’t something out of the ordinary. it was, however, the first time she’d be sneaking in a delivery of almost 10 pounds of the finest green in new york city and the country, along with a seemingly endless amount of narcotic pain pills, almost every one in the book. things were going well, they got through the first round of security, but once the vixen and her boys were about to step foot backstage to the rapper’s chilling area, they were stopped and began patting her down, not letting her by. “are you fuckin’ serious- get your damn hands off me, bruh, my pass is right here!” her loud bostonian voice echoes, surely getting the attention of the performer.

Elena looked at Devin as he came in holding the Taco Bell sack. She wrapped her arms around him kissing him gently. " thanks babe" she said smiling as she closed her front door.

sophie: is this outfit too much? sophie: idk why i’m asking  sophie: i’ve already left the house in it