#shakingthesewalls

rolling her eyes, the blonde found herself listening to another self indulgent asshole who was ranting her ears off about soccer. or maybe football, she wasn't sure. ophelia had tuned out the second he started listing his favorite teams, a list that didn’t seem to be short at all. he went on and on about the difference between european teams and south american teams until finally, she found a perfect GETAWAY scheme. she could sense him from a mile away, off chatting up some other girl it looked like. coughing, she imagined what awful line he was throwing the poor girls way. leaning over to her suitor, she placed a hand against his chest in an attempt to get his attention away from sports. “ i’m so sorry, my boyfriend is waiting for me. ” after shooting the male a wide smile, she made a straight line for kai and pushed the girl drooling all over him out of her way. wrapping an arm around him, she whispered. “ act like you are my boyfriend and MAYBE i’ll start some rumor about how good you are in bed. ”

[ @shakingthesewalls ] “So, you’re the infamous Victoria, hmm?” God, Danira felt incredibly perverted agreeing to date a girl much younger than her. Yet after receiving a few pictures of Victoria, through Kiara, the very last thing on her mind was saying no. Standing up from her couch, she sauntered over to the woman, taking her hand to lead her to the kitchen. “I hope it’s not weird that I asked you to meet you here, in my penthouse. I just-- think we can have more fun here,” That, and the fact that she wasn’t out of the closet and couldn’t actively be seen in public for too long. Lord knows information of her whereabouts could spread, and she’d be on a first class trip back home. That was the last thing she wanted. “I hope you don’t mind, but I booked us a spa treatment. They should be coming shortly, but I can cancel if you don’t want to do that.”

“I’m sorry but did you just say that garlic doesn’t affect vampires? Oh boy, do I have some information for you.”

“it’s okay, you don’t have to make me feel better. i just got dumped, who cares, right? he was an ass anyway. fuck, i hate myself for falling for him.”

“juliette won’t be home until tonight,” katelyn said with a slight shrug of her shoulders, her older sister’s partner sitting across from her at the dining room table. “but since i see you’ve already made yourself right at home, i suppose i’ll allow you to stay.” the young female had just finished cooking up quite the brunch for herself ( far too much food for one person ), so she didn’t necessarily mind the company. that and the fact that she actually enjoyed spending time with her sister’s significant other -- hell she enjoyed it more than spending time with her actual sister. “what do you see in her anyway?” she questioned with a slight hum before taking a sip of the mimosa she crafted with a little too much champagne. “sorry... perhaps i shouldn’t ask questions like that.”

         He almost tripped to the ground by the last step when he reached her floor. A slur came out of Cross' lips that almost resembled a dark, low chuckle. He hadn't been this drunk wasted in so long; heck, he didn't realize he could still get drunk after all this time. Cross missed her. God, he fucking missed her. A hint of her scent still lingered in his sheets, in the clothes she'd worn, haunting his head even in his sleep. He stumbled his way to her door, banging it loudly with his fists and without a single care if anyone else would hear. "Rowan! Open up!" He barked, a bit incoherently, repeating the same words and the same pounding until his knees had given up. "Row, baby, please." Cross started again, this time much weaker while he slouched on the carpeted ground, his back pressing against the wooden plank.

"i told you i can pay for it myself," danae groaned under her breath as the other girl insisted on paying for them both while they were waiting on the queue before they head out to their respective classes. narrowing her gaze slightly at them, she wasn't trying to make a big deal out of it but she could pay for her own coffee. perhaps, she was being a bit childish when lydia is just being nice but it's starting to feel like she's just some charity case now. she wanted to treat the other girl, too. this wasn't a one-sided relationship after all, but every time she offers to pay for something, it's always turned down with some excuse.

u think a girl with the name benita gonna be a blonde white girl?