#rosychvrms

his body didn’t feel like his own anymore, limbs heavy and only getting heavier with each step he took. he knew exactly where he was going, and perhaps on any other occasion he would have stopped himself right then and there, turned around, gone somewhere else, anywhere else, but that was the thing ─ he couldn’t think of anywhere else. maybe the haziness of his mind was to blame, or the fact that the world seemed to start spinning around him. he knew it was only a matter of time until he eventually collapsed, and any bit of strength he had left was being used towards a single goal: reaching ricky’s doorstep. landon had no idea what time it was or how long he’d been walking, or if ricky was even home ( lord, for once he hoped so ), but he couldn’t exactly stop to rationalize at the moment. after what felt like hours, he was finally standing in front of the familiar door. the breeze hit him like a thousand cold bricks but that probably wasn’t even why he was shivering. his first few knocks to the door were weak, until he applied more force by almost leaning against it, and when the door opened to reveal ricky, landon was uncharacteristically relieved. “ i ─ ” the blond stops, wincing a bit as he starts losing his balance and swaying slightly. “ ─ didn’t know... where else to go... ” and that was all he managed to mumble before everything went black. // @rosychvrms - RICKY MORETTI

helena’s day was nothing short of exhausting. her last resort of unwinding and forgetting about her problems for a brief moment comes in the form of a bar she’s never been to before. she’s used to bars, having worked in one but she’s eager for a change of scenery. a place where no one knew who she was and she’d be on her own. so with another sip of her beer, she rests her head in her hands. but it’s the sound of hearing someone take the empty seat besides her only a few moments after that ultimately pulls the blonde out of her reverie. she briefly glances over at them, an amused grin on her face as she does so. “glad to know i’m not the only one with a crappy day,” she spoke with a playful lilt added to her soft tone. helena then nodded over to the drink the male had, adding, “judging from the drink in your hands, i’d say your day was probably worse than mine.” despite feeling like crap, helena's always in the mood to talk. she's the kind of girl who'd make friends with a trash can if she could. so she's somewhat eager to talk to this guy and make him feel a tad bit better and maybe it'd make her feel a little better in the process.

"oh, uh, sorry- I didn’t get much sleep last night.” there was a sheepish smile as brian rubbed at the back of his neck. he tried to meet the other’s gaze so he kept glancing away. it was something that he knew he did and couldn’t get himself to stop.

After checking them in and thanking the guy on reception, Rose lead Annie to the elevator. She turned to her girlfriend the moment the doors closed. “I’m so excited y’know,” One hand reached out for Annie’s. “Our first holiday together. It’s a big deal,” Rose teased a little before using her spare hand to grab the suitcase. The elevator doors opened on their floor and Rose began to head out. “I made sure we got a room with a balcony Jacuzzi. I wouldn’t accept anything else.” | @rosychvrms

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fixing the sash, august watches her friend as she’s being forced to wear a sash, tiara and a badge all proclaiming that she is getting married. her own sash reads ‘bridesmaid’ and august hates it just enough to want to get drunk so that she can’t remember the evening. but, she also knows that a hen party is something to remember and they’re supposed to take as many pictures as possible to embarrass her for years to come. they’d sorted out sleeping arrangements earlier in the evening and august was put to sleep with the groom’s sister, somebody she had never met until this evening. typical. she seems nice enough, but august was not the best judge of character. it’s only when she hears one of the other bridesmaid’s discussing her love of women that august puts two and two together and actually gets four. with a scoff, she changes seats and slips in beside her roommate, reaching over to steal her drink. the penis straw inside it is a nice touch, but august takes it out and drinks from her glass. “so, i’m pretty sure the reason they made us have the same room is ‘cause they want us to hook up. which, i mean, cool, i suppose, but at least let one of us know. i suppose we’ll have to endure this at the wedding, too.” one of the girls looks over at them and august flicks the straw at her, smiling sweetly before she turns her head back to the side. “what do you think? should we prove them right or wrong?” she’s hoping for right, but august is also sort of okay being alone. she isn’t lonely, she hates that people always assume that. but it wouldn’t be something she would turn her nose up at. 

“you know if you keep trying to seduce me, i might have to bite,” rj spoke her words being serious. she never had a strict moral code, she wanted to do what she wanted when she wanted and fuck anyone who said she couldn’t. so as the other seemed to come on to her, she was willing to see how it would go. “i’m not gonna tell ‘em if you don’t,” she finally said with a wondering look on if she was reading the situation wrong.

“do you think if i duct tape my cracked phone case to my phone, it’ll last another few months?”