#persephonyed

shot after shot, by friends logan hadn't seen and friends she saw all of the time. laughter and music filling the house, alex sleeping over at his grandma's house. she had just been apart of a drumbo sandwich with keegan's sisters, feeling dizzy, feeling happy. and when her eyes landed on imogen, that familiar smile making her chest feel warm? well, logan decided she was going to finally do what she wanted for her birthday. in the midst of a conversation imogen seemed to be having intensely, logan slid an arm around her waist and began to heavily make out with the side of her neck, pulling her earlobe in between her teeth, then moving kisses behind her ear. "having fun?" she whipsered, not caring who was talking to her. all she knew was that she was supposed to be the focal point in imogen's night.

with a big, dramatic pout on her lips winona reaches for her friend’s hand, rather decidedly lacing their fingers together. “you seem to be having fun…"she muses, as if she isn't the one stepping in to interrupt that fun. "which is great, obviously. i just thought you’d be coming home with me tonight.”

"okay so, like, just keep in mind i'm totally relaxed about this as i ask but..... who — who was that earlier? it's just, i saw you walking with her across campus and she just looked a bit, um, gorgeous. hoping maybe she's a relative... or something?" unlikely and the more she talks, the more ridiculous she probably sounds but after about a week, it's safe to say it's been the only thing on sutton's mind.

music events weren't her specialty, but she couldn't exactly argue with her editor, not after the last time he had threatened to fire her for her lack of boundaries with sources. so here she was, stupidly early and the venue already looking crowded. ayda quickly decided not to bother just yet, and instead made her way further away, settling in a bar that looked good enough to pass the time until the show. making her way towards the counter, she looked around briefly, eyes landing on the bartender as she ordered. "an old-fashioned, please." she nodded. once the drink had been slid over, she turned towards the rest of the place, fingers wrapping around the glass as she watched, content enough to bask in the ambient conversation sounds and gentle background music. taking a sip, she caught some movement next to her at the counter, and she smiled as their eyes met, tilting her head. "i know it's early to drink, but does it help if i say i've had a tough day? it's not true, but it's a good excuse."

warner wasn't hiding his disdain well as the other entered the cramped office, looking away so he could express it without it necessarily being in her face. "what are you doing here? i have a meeting with montgomery, i don't remember seeing your name anywhere on his schedule."

"so i was like at this show last night at ottobar and you'll never guess who i saw." eyes ablaze with excitement, and maybe they should stop caring so much, but god was it cool. after all, what did they have if not love for the scene. "i saw fuckin' jacob nowell just in the crowd. like that guy is literally famous and no one even fuckin' noticed. like i guess i shouldn't be that surprised because sublime is on tour but–" a laugh parts their lips, "it was crazy. like sometimes i forget that people know these bars and stuff outside of the actual locals."

isadora let out a huff. they knew it wasn't a good idea to talk to maude. there was an alarm bell ringing at the back of their brain telling them to keep avoiding her. that alarm bell was easy to ignore. her gaze had been catching those familiar big eyes from across the room the entire night. it was inevitable she was going to cave and say something to maude. "i'm not drunk! you remember what i'm like. i'm perfectly capable of making bad decisions sober." isadora bit back, swaying slightly. it was true that they didn't need alcohol to make bad decisions. it wasn't true that they were sober. "aww, that's so kind of you. all my friends were wrong when they said you were bad for me." isadora drawled, sardonically. she always knew her relationship with maude wasn't going to end well. the self-distruction was part of the appeal. she raised an eyebrow at maude's words. she was being evasive."it sounds like you haven't been in a serious relationship since we broke up. i guess i'm just that irreplaceable."

a couple of days of too much sun, surf, alcohol and lennon had kiki riding a sort of high. it was evident that despite the slight hangover, the mess of her curly dark hair and the exhaustion she felt in her body, her mood was elevated. she was grinning as she spotted the blonde in the kitchen, making a beeline over as she greeted her. "so, what's on the agenda for today, captain? and please don't say another horror movie drinking game, i think we're lucky we didn't get alcohol poisoning with those loose ass rules you came up with." it was only close to midday, but she figured they still had a whole day ahead of them.