#phantomgalaxies

“...and, cut! that’s a wrap for the day,” alexandria called out, eyes roaming around the room in search of a certain someone in particular. when she spotted her, she jogged over to her quickly, not wanting to miss her. “hey! it’s uh, corey, right? can i have a word?” she asked, nodding towards a more private area for them to speak in. once they were alone and out of earshot from everyone else, she offered her a soft smile. “first of all, i think what you do is incredible. i could never do your job,” she said with a slight chuckle. “...but i’ve noticed you tend to shy away from the camera a little bit. i was wondering if there was anything i could do to make you more comfortable? or if you maybe don’t want to be a part of the documentary at all? because that’s totally fine too.” / @phantomgalaxies​

“God, I don’t wanna see a mansion or two for another week.” Sydney gives a pointed look at her roommate ass she throws herself on the couch. “Okay, I know it sounds like the most first world problem, but some of these rich people are so terrible at interior design, but they’re too entitled not to trust me, the expert that they hired. Ugh.”

avery: No pressure.

Aspen: What are your plans for the 29th?

Caoimhe didn’t love her job, that was for sure. But having a writing career that hasn’t taken off yet whilst also being a single mother of a child who had only recently learned how to walk meant that she had to find some way to pay the bills. Hence working at the diner. There were upsides, however. Holly being one of them. She still remembers the first day she’d come in — she was just as cute now as she was back then, if not even cuter. Another struggle that came with juggling motherhood and a job was when her babysitter pulled out the last minute and left her with nothing else to do but strap Tori in a carrier on her front and take her to work with her. Which is where she was now, Holly having just walked in. Her smile grew significantly as she went to meet her at her table, pen in hand. “Want your usual, darlin’?”

sam: who needs a girl when you got...  sam: bosco misses his aunt  sam: or so he tells me.  sam: can you bring me some hpnotiq and a big slice of pecan pie??? 

Realizing she must’ve been staring for a long time, Sofia coughs and turns back to the television, ignoring the fact that there’s quite little space between them, despite being a very big couch with a sectional.

“Hi!” Sydney exclaims to the two, leaning in to hug both people. “It’s good to see you two. I, uh, didn’t know you were friends with Katrina.” She flashes a grin at the other person she was just in bed with, trying to mask any feelings of awkwardness and embarrassment before sitting down at the table.