#victoirestarter

              a new mayor , a new city council - he’s played his cards as best as he could . the leader of the lothario couldn’t be happier . it’s a night to celebrate really . enrique saw this as another way to keep his family safer . all of this gave them more control . maybe it looked bad on them , that he so quickly suggested one of the members of his branch to be sat in the city hall’s office ,  especially after the death of johnathan higgings , but it had c l e a r l y worked on his favour . it’s a win win , for both his family and the city of victoria . now he had to find new ways to profit off the situation . making more money shouldn’t be too difficult , right ?? he’s sat in the office of his house - digits quickly typing away a few notes on his macbook , but his attention drifts to the door as he sees a familiar figure walking through the doors . “  what a surprise - ” it’s all he says as he closes the computer , leaning back into his seat as he gazes up at the other . “  so , what brings you here ??  ”

With murders left and right, Alexandra had to keep herself busy or else she’d spiral thinking about how much danger everyone could be in. Her loyalty first and foremost was to the lotharios ( she had to keep telling herself that, they were the family that supported hers after all ) and they gave her everything. But in times like this, she couldn’t help but feel terrible for Nat. She was her friend, how couldn’t Alex have done something? For a spy, she really only knew what others told her. She felt worried about Leo, who seemed to grow even more reckless in times of danger. In an ideal world, all the families would be safe, but she knew the way this would go. Too engrossed in her thoughts to realize the person walking towards her, a flash of a second later had her apologizing to the other. “Sorry it’s just one of those days,” She shook her head, looking at the spilled coffee. “That’s gonna be a pain to clean, please let me help you with that - “

“--ah shit...” kosta pats down his pockets before knocking on his phone that’d just run out of battery. he closes his hollowed, bloodshot eyes as he runs a hand over his face and looks to the person behind him in the queue. “sorry, uh--” he clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck. “please could i borrow some money to pay for this?” he asks, heat rushing to his cheeks, as he gestures to the items on the till. 

THE   DIM   LIGHTS   HIT   sculpted features enough to show the graceful curves of her cheekbones and each shade of green in her pupils. the players club wasn’t a place one would usually see eliza allard,   but that didn’t mean she was   A   STRANGER   to its tables. that particular night,   gloom danced with the fluttering smoke of the cigarette between elongated fingers,   BEAUTY   TAINTED   by a veil of heaviness   ‘   how much can you change —   ‘   she started,   flicking off the ash from her cigarette,   gaze distant,   ‘   and get away with it,   before you turn into someone else   ?   ‘

    ❛❛  ————–  A STRAY DIGIT TUGS AT HIS COLLAR. subtlety abandoned when his eyes go to the door ( an escape ) only a stone’s throw away. “ i ---------- “ lips press together in a tight line. his patience beginning to fray. “ you do realize i’m not paid to pay attention to you, RIGHT ?  “

     before coming here , alistar had mixed himself a mojito in his thermo . he’s laying on the grass by the lake - simply tanning , enjoying the sun . the area was more quiet than anything since the murder of victoria higgings , something which was normal - but it only meant that people like him , lovers of nature , could benefit of the silence . he takes a sip of his drink , his gaze shifting to the familiar figure that sat down next to him , lips curling into a drink . he’s glad they decided to show up . “  see ?? i told you . no one’s here . it’s almost like .  .  . a private beach at this point .  ” there’s a laugh that rolls off his tongue , and he pushes himself up , hand reaching into his backpack , only to take the small baggy of weed , handing it to the other . “  this one’s on me - just don’t expect to get free shit next time , yeah . i’m not a free dispensary by any means .  ” and he’s bringing his vape up to his lips , taking a hit - exhaling softly as he speaks moments later . “  you okay ??  ”