#spcakeasy

completely sober and inundated with an overconfident sense of bullshittery ( verb. def ; throwing nonsense around like he was perez hilton circa 2005 ), antony was somewhere between telling his fifth completely untrue story of the night –– the elephant one had been a hit –– and wondering whether mcdonalds delivered to the louvre ( maybe ). catching sight of jude, he dragged himself over to them ; his bespoke jacket dragging on the floor right alongside him. “ how much d’you wanna bet at least one person causes a scene tonight? ”

Sometimes, it was a little weird being in the same high society cult as your sibling, but most of the time, it was very fun. Especially when you were as close as Jude and Layla were. Tonight was no different. Once Layla created a plate of Jude’s favourite appetizers that were on the menu, she made her way over to Jude with a grin. “‘Sup?” She greeted, handing Jude over the plate. “You look amazing tonight. Got any hot dates I’m interrupting?” Layla asked curiously. She was always wondering about Jude’s love life, and Jude’s life in general. It was her job as annoying little sister! “Are you gonna bid on anyone? I thought about bidding on David, buuuut I decided it was for the best I stay out of it.”

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Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

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