#vicoius

           typically roman would have never made such a crucial and telling mistake, but he had slipped up tonight, big time. he been planning to meet his friend at the bar downtown after classes that friday night, and he had been running late. it was out of the ordinary for the male to be late. of course, he had to go by his apartment to wrap up his hand, bandaging up the massive incision that had been made on his skin during his latest spree. finally, he had changed his shirt and made it to the bar about fifteen minutes late. he flashed a devilish smile as he sat down across from the other. “hey, sorry i’m late. there was terrible traffic on the way over.” he had no reason to be mistrusted, but it was suspicious behavior. he ordered himself a glass of chardonnay before the waitress left. his hands clasped together on the table, and he was seemingly mindless to the fact that he had almost bled through the band-aid. “so, you’ve any plans for the weekend?” his dark eyes watching the other’s reactions. he was good at studying people, which made his serial desires so pleasurable because he would stalk over people before eliminating them. 

          “come on, you know i hate doing this----- but i really do need the money.” she hadn’t expected to blow all of the month’s money on one weekend, but it was certainly not the first time this has happened. and it’s definitely not the first time that louise is asking the other to help her out. “i just need a bit...for you know, food and rent. don’t do it for me but for charlotte. i can’t have a kid on the streets. please ??” 

violet: listen .... i’ll deny ever saying this violet: but i had a dream about you last night violet: we were dating ... it was kinda soft ig

it was rare for mimi to have time to herself to relax. she was usually studying or tutoring someone, or exploring the city she was currently living in. but this night was different, in a good way. she was in her bedroom on the floor, her back against the foot of her bed. music played from her phone about a foot away right beside a milkshake she had snagged from a local diner. in her hands was a book that she was actually pretty invested in. so invested, that she almost didn’t notice the figure standing in her doorway. if anyone else had seen this, they would’ve probably been absolutely terrified, but mimi simply glanced up from her book. a light smile appeared at the sight of the familiar face, “ well hey there, ” she greeted, her eyes glancing to the book in front of her for the page number, “ what’re you doing here? --it’s kind of late, no? ” she spoke quizically, her hand reaching forward to check her phone.

astrid had never really celebrated thanksgiving before, it wasn’t a tradition in her household. her father made her family mostly celebrate swedish holidays (since that’s where he was from). so astrid sat with the other in their family home, she was feeling a little nervous. the blonde just wanted to make the right impression she leans over to the other with an awkward smile on her face. “am i doing alright? does your mom like me? i haven’t fucked up yet --- have?” the blonde rambles. 

———  noah had his doubts about his newest relationship situation with the given circumstances; however, that just wasn’t enough to deter the young male from seeking his own happiness. he had just so recently began his newly developed relationship with his high school acquaintance’s mother. it was a strange set up, but he did have feelings for the older woman. she wasn’t quite much older than him, but he did want the experiences and advice from her more than anything else. although it had to remain so secretive at all times, they managed to see one another at any chance deemed fit by her. he was never one to urge her into something she wasn’t prepared to risk at all which was, her daughter’s trust. the pair had planned for a quick dinner while her daughter was away at a social gathering. her mother hadn’t gotten too worried about the prospects of her daughter returning, so noah didn’t think too much into it either. he was sat at the dinner table, having his plate of spaghetti prepared for him. he insisted on making it for himself, but she always won that argument. he flashed her a smile, thanking her as she sat it down with a quick kiss on the cheek. he began to eat, while she had been making her own plate. his eyes widened, nearly choking on the food in his mouth as her daughter walked in the house. he quickly shot up from the table, attempting at whatever cost to pull his shoes on. he grabbed his jacket and was trying to make a break for the back door; however, they had already been caught. he figured it was best to let her mother do the talking. he rubbed the back of his neck out of nerves, smiling as he wrapped his arm around her waist, once she had walked over to introduce him as her boyfriend. it was nice to hear those words, but it looked like her daughter was about to vomit or punch him in the face. “it’s not what you think. it’s far different.” he mumbled under his breath, nervously rubbing the fabric of her mother’s jeans with the hand that was wrapped around her waist. 

she watches the other walk around the living room, hanging up various holiday decorations and lights. “ i just don’t understand the big hype about the holidays. “ luna shrugs her shoulders as she sits down on the couch and tucks her legs beneath her. out of boredom, she pulls out her cellphone and begins to scroll mindlessly through twitter. “ i think halloween deserves more credit. christmas is so overrated and not to mention the whole gifting aspect is expensive and unnecessary -- oh ! and don’t get me started on thanksgiving. “

S E B A S T I A N wasn’t actually the famous one, which is what he continued to tell people all the time.  but, due to the celebrity status of his mother there was a lot more to his day to day life than expected.  which is why his mother insisted he had his own personal assistant, even though he treated them just like he would a friend.  like then, the pair was sitting in one of the open offices in his mother’s studio, going back and forth talking while they ate lunch.  his phone binged with a notification ( despite knowing he shouldn’t have it on, he had alerts set to when there were articles posted about him or his mother ).  dropping the fork he’d been using, sebastian opened up his phone and skimmed the article from the notification, a chuckle falling from his lips as he read it.  “did you know that we’ve been dating for seven months and twelve days, according to the source close to the craine family?”  he couldn’t help the laughter as he turned the phone around, scrolling back up to the quote he was talking about.