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ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ : @vptowngrl​

ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : the great hall

❝Everyone looks so amazing. People really tried to come out with some amazing outfits this year. I can't imagine what next year will look like.❞ Praises and compliments fell easily from the woman as she grasped her glass of water. The brunette practically bounced in her spot with excitement at the sight of everyone. ❝Everyone looks like they're having such a great time too. Are you? What's your favorite thing so far?❞

﹟    𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺  ⠀﹕ ⠀ ❪ ⠀𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞  +  𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 ⠀ ❫

@vptowngrl continued from here .

auggie  loved  any  excuse  to  get  dressed  up  ,  even  if  he  knew  he’d  wind  up  bored  and  in  search  of  anything  or  anyone  to  help  him  be  even  slightly  less  bored  .  ❝  you  know  it’s  not  polite  to  tune  out  when  people  are  talking  to  you  .  ❞  he  rolled  his  eyes  eyebrow  arching  towards  the  sky  ,    ❝  nope  i’m  not  going  to  repeat  the  story  just  for  you  to  not  listen  to  me  again  .  you  tell  me  something  entertaining  .  ❞

"of  course  it  makes  sense.  it's  just  way  too  high  'bove  your  head  for  you  to  get  it.  i'm  like  ---  MESNA  certified."  in  his  absolute  dreams,  maybe.  if  he  walked  to  their  board  of  admins  they'd  laugh  in  his  face  and  get  a  restraining  order.  "maybe  --  but  if  she  wanted  a  baby,  i  think  she'd  be  out  of  her  mind  to  go  adopt  one  -  which  is  exactly  why  it's  on  this  years  bingo  card  for  her."  shrugs.  though  he  hopes  it  doesn't  come  true  ..  because  ..  their  mom  is  their  mom  and  he  doesn't  wish  that  on  anyone.  "because  he's  literally  crazy?  maybe  he  should  get  like  -  a  lobotomy  or  something."  ???  "maybe  if  we  got  garrett  to  talk  to  'm,  he'd  be  more  inclined  to  not  be  so  attached  to  her  hip.  it's  like  the  ultimate  kind  of  thing  you  see  in  the  movies  where  the  oldest  lays  down  the  law."  not  that  garrett  is  anything  but  a  scared  little  deer,  it'd  be  funny  to  see.  "all  my  ideas  are  great  and  wonderful,  everyone  just  loooves  the  hate  on  the  cool  funny  amazing  guy  in  the  room."  shrug.  "not  really  -  hadn't  thought  too  much  of  it."  because  it's  a  half  baked  plan  he'd  been  hoping  to  leech  some  more  off  ideas  whoever  the  poor  sucker  he  got  to  rope  into  it.  "scale  of  one  to  ten  -  how  successful  do  you  think  you'd  be?"

“Do you think we should maybe ask for directions?” Waverly immediately questioned Ivy the moment she didn’t know where they were. The last time she let this happen her and Felicity had ended up in Vegas for an evening in a blackout blur. “Ooh or we could make a game out of it and see how long it takes us to find our way home!” She loved playing small games that made no sense to anyone but her. “Ooh, I could walk on my hands for as long as possible – though this is LA and there’s a lot of glass on the ground.” @vptowngrl

❝  oh  easy  .  ❞  you  may  as  well  have  asked  him  what  was  on  his  mind  now  the  fountain  would  never  stop  .  ❝  last  night  i  had  this  crazy  dream  that  i  had  a  sister  a  twin  at  that  and  she  brought  me  this  bottle  of  champagne  to  celebrate  our  birthday  .  when  i  said  i  couldn’t  she  tried  to  kill  me  .  anyways  i  wake  up  and  spend  like  an  hour  thinking  that  i  have  a  sister  but  that’s  not  the  really  crazy  part  ,  when  i  went  to  make  breakfast  later  there  was  the  same  bottle  of  champagne  just  sitting  on  the  counter  .  so  there’s  totally  a  hot  ghost  haunting  me  ,  if  i  disappear  or  get  murdered  freddy  kruger  style  just  know  it  was  this  hot  ghost  with  red  hair  her  name  is  mandy  .  ❞

SPECIAL  DELIVERY            »          (   @vptowngrl​  :  ivy  blake   )

“  i  know  i  shouldn’t  be  reading  them  but  i  can’t  stop.  ”  voice  is  a  quiet  whisper  as  eyes  move  quickly  across  the  laptop  screen.  legs  pull  themselves  to  her  chest  as  a  cringe  becomes  visible  on  her  face.  it  was  common  for  people  to  be  upset  with  changes,  but  her  anxieties  ran  deep,  worry  she  wasn’t  doing  her  most  current  role  with  enough  justice.

faux  cotton  candy  spun  beam  rests  on  delicate  features  ,  rootless  on  how  to  handle  situation  so  appearances  stay  polished  like  the  good  girl  femme  was  groomed  to  be  by  family  dynasty  .  ❛  darling,  ❜  actress  begins  ,  pristine  waspy  east  coast  accent  coming  out  -  glamorous  lilt  to  it  .  ❛  that  wouldn't  be  your  husband  standing  there  flirting  with  that  some  washed  up  wannabe  actress  ...  ❜

he looked at the bottle and eased up a little. if it got him another bottle then he’d play along. “talk about it? what’s there to talk about. she’s gone. and there’s fuck all i can do about it now.” and it was his fault, he was the one who’d made her come out that day. it was all his fault. he took the bottle. “thanks.” he said as he took a few swigs from it. he took the coat as well and wrapped it around himself, sniffing and looking out at the sea again. “honestly ivy i’m fine, you don’t need to be out here too, you’ll get cold.”

SASHA WAS sipping on her tea, as her daughter was eating a strawberry muffin, with her mouth getting dirty, and she helping her from time to time. ❛ Hi auntie Ivy. ❜ Ocean said with a big smile, and almost talking with her mouth open as she chewed. ❛ Everything is doing great. Just brought the little one for the adventure today. ❜ Sasha said as her daughter shared... ❛ Do you know sharks have three teeth lines?! ❜ Ocean said to Ivy, as the older blonde laughs.

maverick loathed attention, hated it with every fiber of his being. and perhaps that was something he should’ve thought of before releasing music with his friends. but self deprecating as ever, he truly thought it was shit. never did he ever expect it to go viral. looking over at the blonde with a heavy sigh, he rubbed at his forehead, shaking his head at her. “taking someone home? what do you think i am? out here like some kind of creepy stalker, lurking around women? i’m just trying to have a drink. and i don’t like people in my house.”

open starter for : everyone

location : a dive bar in downtown, los angeles

he had always been shy, painfully so, prefered to hide behind the camera or behind his easle. he wasn’t a front man, not in the slightest. but unfortunately for him, his friends coaxed him into singing for their band, and sessions of them messing around with music all of a sudden turned into them recording an album, which turned into them releasing it, which turned maverick into a star overnight. his song ‘sex on fire’ had gotten him all the attention he had never ever wanted and as he placed a tight lipped smile on his face, giving a thumbs up as he avoided putting a single arm around anyone in the group of girls that had approached him for a picture, groan of annoyance left him as they scurried away in a fit of giggles, slumping back down in his bar stool as he held his head in his hands. “i don’t fucking get it, the song isn’t even that good.”