#nxonmoon

the excitement from the blonde had rubbed off on valencia. the dark haired beauty had spent the better part of the time away from jenny more excited about the dating rather than thinking on how exactly they had met. maybe it was the way she smiled, or how lovely she smelled when she was close. maybe it was the responsible nature that flared when a mistake was apparent. no matter what, valencia had texted jenny about meeting her a little ways into downtown. she had broken out the best she had for it. a black dress, form fitting and strapless. stockings and heels, makeup immaculate and perfect. as the sight of the blonde approached, she couldn’t help but smile. “glad to know you weren’t going to stand a girl up.”

they truly weren’t sure what had possessed them to do it. the last few messages between them and their parents obviously hadn’t been the best. but they weren’t harder over the line. conversations with blair had been normal lately. whatever the reason, the college student had found themselves in a dive bar a mile away from their school, bags in hands, still fresh out of the class with the trademark plaid skirt, white button, stockings, etc. despite the unknown smells and sights as they opened the door, there was a shock of rush, a feeling of something new and dangerous in the air. using that, they stepped in and up to the bar, bright eyes up and looking at the various bottles behind the shelf.

“yoga. remind me to give you a call when i’m settled away from school and i’m in need of an instructor.” they had done it a few times, as much as the school and their parents would allow. but then came the comments from the other’s in the class. apparently yoga pants showed off too much of zephyr’s curvy form and they wanted them nowhere near lustful eyes. “pretty much. i’d love to explore more. see more. i want to be an expert before i pull my sister out. she’ll have a rougher time with it, but i know she’d enjoy it just as much as i have so far,” zephyr had no shame in smiling at taliyah at that moment. they weren’t as naive as their sister- this could end right here and now and zee would accept it. for the most part. but that didn’t mean they weren’t enjoying every bit of this. small fingers took the new drink, grazing over the fingers of the bartender as they did.

geri doesn’t know why her parents act so surprised every time bea brought home a new plaything. it’s almost like clockwork, she starts something up by the end of the summer and after the snow has melted and the holidays have come and gone, they’re over and she’s sunk her teeth into a new victim. it was just a matter of time before a matthew, chad, or dylan strolled into the rose household to intrude on another staycation the girls often spent with their parents before semesters started back up. the house was finally quiet and though geri was used to smoking outside her window on the bit of roof that hung beneath her window, she decided to retire to their quaint front porch, a joint tucked behind her ear as she curled up on one of the plush seats. there wasn’t much light provided but the moonlight but geri liked it this way. it reminded her of her high school years, choosing to read late at night when the world was finally silent instead of partying like so many of her friends did. she was going into her final year at yale, and there’s a part of her that feels like she’s gripping so hard onto this feeling because she’s not sure when her world will ever be this quiet again. she can hear some movement in the house, stature straightening out as she eyes the front door, watching a familiar frame slip into the moonlight to join her. bea’s new beau was the last person she suspected to see, but it’s a much better outcome than her sister, or either one of her parents. “can’t sleep?” she asks with a quirk of her brow, fingers fidgeting with her lighter. “you’re more than welcome to join me, though i think my sister might kill us both if you go back to bed smelling like weed.” there’s a silent chuckle at the very thought, recalling just how much her sister detests geri’s little habit. “what was your name again?” she remembers it - hell, they just spent most of the day getting to know one another, but she wouldn’t be a proper little sister if she didn’t fuck with him just a little.