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The truth is that Bella has never been particularly good at birthdays. Her experience with them prior to New York was her mother forgetting herself until a couple of days later. And some weird slapped together bullshit that left her with a big distaste for the day. But this was different, this was Peyton, she deserved...well a lot more than Bella could give but that didn’t mean Bella wouldn’t try. She’d started saving months in advance and doing research until she found the perfect place. The Equinox Resort. It was beautiful and had a spa and axe throwing, plus she’d found a ton of good places to eat in the area. 

Beforehand she’d set everything up to the best of her ability. Including plenty of alcohol waiting in their suite. One that has a balcony with a view. She wants so much for everything to be perfect. Maybe because some part of her was still more insecure than she’d like to admit. Like she was just waiting for this spell to lift and for Peyton to realize that Bella was just...ordinary. A boring and insignificant creature she shouldn’t waste more time on. That would make far more sense than them continuing on this...whatever this path is that they’re on.

𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐏 ; 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍,  was brought forth to his lips. but one taste was all he needed — to know that the contents inside, weren’t going to be strong enough to keep his body awake. long nights were spent, running across the rooftops! donned in a costume made of blue and black . . . weapons upon his back and his brothers nagging him in his ear. the cup was lowered, a look of disgust stretching over brows and features . . . but it would just have to do for now.

Bella’s been in Seattle barely a month. Settling in has been...difficult. Though thanks to Peyton, not nearly as difficult as it could have been. Until now she’s been putting off the proper girls night. Not for lack of wanting to, but really everything has just been too chaotic. Now things are feeling more settled. She’s unpacked. Used to work. Figuring out Seattle. A girls night is exactly what she needs. 

Sitting on Peyton’s bed, Bella s c r u t i n i z e s the two dresses she’s holding up. Neither of them were even close to anything she’s ever worn in her life. Which technically is the point and the whole reason she’s getting ready here instead of just meeting Peyton later. Plus she just likes spending more time with her friend anyway. Though she’s starting to regret it now. There was no way she could pull any of this off.

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      “ Hey — “ The rest of his words die abruptly from his lips, his jogging coming to a halt right behind her, as the world faded out and easily he tuned in. To her. Only her. An easy feat even now. Mouth clamps tight to stifle exhaling air, breath a straggler in his own throat. It suddenly felt too much and too little too soon. “ —— how’re things? “ since you broke up with me through a text, he meant but didn’t say.

“leave that to marvel”

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fireversed replied to your photoset “embracing the pastel lyfe”

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