#willowstart

It had been too long of a day, shoot after shoot and the girl needed to relax a bit. Walking into the first bar she saw she went straight up to ask for a dirty martini. Nodding to the bartender once he handed it to her she looked at the person sitting beside her, “Would you like one?” she asked them giving a small smile. 

charlie : don't rich people have better shit to do than steal bikes

                    counting to ten he wiggled each of his fingers and then rolled his wrist  ,  wincing at the soreness but feeling reassured that nothing was b r o k e n  .  only his ego  ,  that was more damaged than anything else  .  however  ,  as he popped his skateboard up into his hand he plastered on a grin before turning back to make sure that no one else had been injured or harmed in any way by his l a c k of awareness  .  ❝  i suppose this is why i was always told NOT to ride my board or bike across the street  .  it all makes sense now  ,  my eomma did have a point after all  .  ❞  hunter shook his head trying to make light of the situation  ,  slightly forced laughter passing between his lips  .  he looked to the car he’d almost run into the side of when he’d failed to look both ways and then around at the pedestrians he’d also almost hit in an attempt to avoid the vehicle  .  ❝  terribly sorry for all of the trouble  ,  though  ,  i look forward to reading all about it on the internet later  .  please add loads of juicy details that make me seem either way COOLER as i fell off my board or more dramatic but  ,  you know  ,  still cool  .  ❞

*    “  i’ve  heard  a  rumor  that  next  year’s  met  gala  is  gonna  be  space  -  themed  .   do  you  think  that’s  true  ?   ”   summer  wrinkles  up  her  nose  ,  head  tilting  to  the  side  .    “  at  that  point  ,  i  might  just  say  fuck  it  and  go  full  alien  costume  .  i  feel  like  nobody  takes  the  theme  super  seriously  anymore  anyways  .   ”    she  tacks  on  ,  finally  clicking  her  phone  off  with  a  small  huff  .   “  you’ve  been  the  the  met  before  ,  no  ?   it  honestly  makes  me  a  nervous  wreck  just  thinking  about  it  .  ”

[ 5 minutes later ] 𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 : should i keep the dog?

when  noelle  went  out  today  ,  she  didn’t  expect  the  first  place  she’d  want  to  eat  to  be  at  a  local  dive  bar  .  they  do  have  really  good  burgers  and  fries  ,  though  ,  so  she  isn’t  complaining  .  as  she  takes  a  sip  of  her  pina  colada  ,  she  looks  around  at  the  environment  ...  and  oh  .  fuck  .  no  fucking  way  .  after  a  good  glance  for  a  split  second  too  long  ,  she  recognizes  the  face  .  east  .  east  harvey  .  fuck  her  sideways  with  a  butcher’s  knife  ...  of  course  he’d  be  here  ,  too  . as  she’s  about  to  get  up  from  the  booth  ,  noelle  can’t  help  but  notice  that  he’s  with  someone  ...  or  it  looks  like  he  is  .  the  brunette  sitting  at  the  table  doesn’t  look  much  like  the  sister  he  always  talked  about  ,  but  who  knows  ?  maybe  she  paid  him  a  visit  after  tracking  him  down  .  time  to  find  out  .  “  hey  ,  east  ,  ”  she  puts  on  a  fake  smile  as  she  decides  to  saunter  over  to  him  ,  side-eyeing  the  girl  across  the  table  ,  “  remember  me  ?  noelle  ?  yeah  ,  i  still  have  something  of  yours  .  do  you  happen  to  recall  what  it  was  you  left  at  my  house  ?  y’know  ,  after  the  night  you  moaned  my  name  so  loud  that  your  voice  was  hoarse  the  next  morning  ?  ” boy  ,  is  this  gonna  be  good  .  the  girl  across  from  them  looks  from  her  to  him  and  then  back  to  her  ,  utterly  confused  .  noelle  gives  her  a  small  smile  and  wave  ,  then  turns  back  to  her  ex  .  “  you  remember  ,  right  ,  babe  ?  that  hoodie  ,  the  one  with  your  favorite  sports  team  on  it  ?  it’s  in  the  trunk  of  my  car  ,  if  you  want  it  back  .  ”  save  the  nasty  surprise  for  when  he  decides  to  retrieve  it  ...  don’t  tell  him  you  used  it  to  help  a  mother  cat  birth  seven  kittens  and  didn’t  bother  to  wash  it  ...

noelle : pls don't ask.

"Don't take my pizza!"