oh, oops?

              “brilliant. good thinking,” she compliments. though, really she only says that because the other agreed with her. had she said lilies, she would’ve gotten some sort of back handed comment. or, gen would’ve simply pretended not to hear her for that moment. it was her wedding afterall. her way or the highway. she made sure everyone in the wedding party knew that from the beginning.            genesis lets out an irritated groan, “the wedding’s in  six days.” she reminds. 

                       she gives a cocky little grin and solid nod, tiffany thought every idea she had was brilliant. she thought all her opinions were right. which was both their biggest similarity and also their easiest fighting point.                                  “i know it is,” she says leaning into the chair,  “i promise i’m going to go see her i’ve just had music shit to get to first,” she says looking over to the brunette with softer eyes, yet there was this little glisten of annoyance behind it all.   “i’ll do it tomorrow.”

            gen is getting married in a few days. which, subsequently, means gen’s been running up and down miami trying to get everything perfectly placed together for the big day. “do you prefer the white roses or the white lilies?” she asks the other woman, holding up two separate bridesmaids bouquets. “there are roses everywhere else in the wedding so, maybe we should stay on that trend, don’t you think?” scout is her maid of honor.  marnie, tiff, and a few other girls were her bridesmaids.  she put alot of work onto scout – handsewing each of her bridal group’s dresses and tuxes. “have you been to scout yet for your alterations?” @tifxnc​

                     she’s sitting there relaxed looking at the bouquets with glittering eyes. she hated dating, she was a notorious cheater and someone that got bored quick and up and left the second she found someone better. but that didn’t mean part of her was wasn’t jealous, she was green with envy over gen.                                           “roses,” she says back instantly before nodding her head as the girl rattled off why the roses were better,  “--duh,” she shrugs offering a bright smile.                                              “no, not yet i’ve been stuck in the studio i’ll go see her soon.”

lavender: come over imy :((

lavender: aka i'm dying and i need ur attention, say yes or i'm going to fucking explode

tiffany: i miss you toooo :(