The promise of free alcohol and the chance to wear a slinky swimsuit sparked Octavia’s interest in this barbeque on crack, but little to her surprise, the guests attending the event were just as boring as she imagined. Millionaires, celebrities, all of it sounded so enticing and yet at the end of the day all Octavia’s eyes were scouring for were faces that were already familiar, all her ears were searching for were names of known devils, all her tongue was tasting for were beads of sweat and blood belonging to old acquaintances. It was in them she knew she would find her excitement.

When she finally located, through the crowd, the visage of someone that actually mattered, her lips did the rest of the work. A smile, a sneer, a smirk, something twisted and in between broke her lips as she slipped her way beside them.

“I’ll let you punch me in the face if you buy me a drink?” The way her eyes rolled towards them was playful. “Or vice versa if you’d prefer.” She made no attempt to explain herself, almost narrowing her eyes a hair as if to challenge, to question, to encourage their reaction. Anything to make this less of a drag, Octavia was willing to try.

EVENT 1 + NEW BEGINNINGS

                                          ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.

In celebration of the July Fourth Weekend, you are officially invited to a private beach party up at the Hamptons. The party is expected to be attended by celebrities, millionaires, politicians, and influencers alike. Swimsuits are optional but highly recommended, and you can expect 50% of the profit made from ticket sales will go to the Shining Stars Foundation.

For some, this is the perfect opportunity to let loose and have fun - for others, a chance to get close to the other mobs in a completely casual, safe setting. Remember, the party is meant to be enjoyed, which means no fighting and no violence. Rowdy guests will be removed without warning. There will be a metal detector and a bag search at the entrance, so attendees are advised to leave their weapons at home (unless they’re very confident they can hide it well.)

Free drinks and food will be provided throughout the night, with an open bar outside near the pool. Fireworks are scheduled at 9PM.

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❀ WARDROBE: NEW BEGINNINGS ( EVENT 1 )

— ( graphic credit: @helpfulrps​ )

Girls in bikinis shrieked with laughter as they were careened into the chlorinated water, the cheery droll of the Beach Boys’ “I Get Around” thudded through loudspeakers, and despite the way that a soft, salty breeze drifting in off the ocean cooled the July haze to what any other day would have been perfection, Gwen couldn’t help but feel on edge. There was a part of her that would never understand the Manhattanite lifestyle, even if she lived it for another twenty years - the carefully crafted facades, the galas grinding on gossip alone, the soirees where everyone pretended with a benign smile that the rest of the room wasn’t out for blood. War was war, and she’d much rather be firing down enemy lines than making small talk with the very same villains. Twisting the stem of her champagne flute between her manicured fingertips, she couldn’t help the thought that she was going to need something one hell of a lot stronger to get through the rest of this.

She was broken from her reverie, however, by the appearance of a figure in the corner of her eye, lingering beside her at the banister. Crossing an arm across her midsection and taking another careful sip of Veuve Cliquot, her gaze still trained on the turbulent blue-black waves crashing onto shoreline, she murmured measuredly more to herself than anyone else, “Tell me I’m not the only one who finds this all a bit...farcical.”

To Francesca, there was nothing more intimate than a party and at that moment she wanted nothing more than to talk to someone she knew. She spotted a familiar face on one of the lounge chairs near the pool, making a b-line straight to them. Adjusting her own chair, she leaned forward so they could hear her.

“According to the Jordan Belfort wannabe in the salmon shorts, we should all invest in tech companies because he has some inside info that the stocks will jump,” sarcasm dripping with every word that fell from her lips. “So, tell me. What hot gossip have you heard?”