In moments like this Winter missed Ferris’s sister, the girl would’ve picked up on the jokes, she would’ve understood what she said, though depending on her mood she wasn’t quite sure if she’d side with her in her never-ending teasing of Ferris, but either way, it would’ve at least earned a chuckle she figured. Blue eyes rolled again, waving the girl off as if what she was saying meant nothing, which it did. “They’d tell you huh?” The blonde laughed, “So when they talk to you how can you tell between them talking to you, or your sister? Or do the aliens just drop her off from time to time instead? How’s all that work exactly?”

Winter let out a sound of annoyance, “Oh come on Tavi, don’t be a fucking bore, imagine just showing up and blowing his fucking mind,” The blonde laughed loudly, “And I mean if you’re into that other things,” She teased, before laughing again and shaking her head quickly, “No, no, it be strictly professional, I’ll just get him to sip on some shroom tea and then when you show up he’ll think he’s made first contact, and when he passes out from excitement we just snatch his wallet and find the closest ATM, he seems like the type who’d keep his PIN on hand still, come on. It’s totally worth it and I’ll make you way hotter than Gamora.”

Winter, despite her usual disdain for the other, was slowly finding herself more and more entertained as she continued to try to assure her that a spider wouldn’t crawl into her mouth. “I want you to get your phone out,” The blonde instructed, gesturing to her, “And google it, because you really just can’t go on thinking you don’t eat your fair share of fucking spiders.” The blonde rested her hand on her hip, waiting for the redhead to do as she said, “If a spider was going to crawl into anyone’s mouth it for sure be yours, don’t you have a like… whole house dedicated to weird bugs? Imagine all the shit that’s been in your mouth Ferris, like seriously.”

edit: also like this if you’d like a closed starter from either of them, ima just keep doing them cause why not, i want threads with all of you.

Bright blue eyes practically rolled back into her head when Ferris decided to turn their little moment into a teaching lesson, a groan leaving her lips while the girl was speaking still, letting it drag out until she finally shut her mouth, and offered a fake smile, “Great. Venom, amazing.” Winter muttered, watching as she set the eight-legged freak on its way to produce more little monsters, snorting some when Ferris seemed practically offended by the idea of killing a spider. “Bitch it happens all the time don’t you know? When you sleep a spider-like, crawls into your mouth almost all the time, look up the statistics, might be why you’re such a freak about bugs, they’re slowly taking over your brain and soon you’re gonna be like Jeff Goldblum in the fly cept with eight hairy legs sticking out your sides.”

“What crawled up your ass today huh?” Winter asked as she looked at the scowl that was plastered across Cloud’s little face, leaning against the table across from her and offering a playful little mock, “I saw your pops, he’s passing out free samples of what alien scat,” The blonde teased, a laugh leaving her mouth as she plopped herself down on the bench across from Cloud, reaching into her handbag and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to her fellow blonde, “I need you to explain to me why he thinks cow pies are alien shit again, truly, cause my gran believes every god damn word of it.” @fduolc

“You know if you’d pick your shit up you’d probs get laid more,” Winter muttered as she kicked the huge pile of clothes Romy had laid out on the floor to the side, head shaking, “Like seriously how the fuck does anyone come in here and not instantly run away in fear at the small of your three-day-old fucking, microwave lasagna sitting out still?” She gestured to her little kitchen counter, “I’m pretty sure it’s got mold in it.”  The blonde sighed head shaking as she moved over to the fridge to grab herself a drink, nose wrinkling at the lack of contents inside it, “Rom seriously where is your food?” She groaned as she reached in, finding a half-empty bottle of water and deciding on it, looking over at the brunette as she lounged across her couch lazily, clearly not caring about all the things Winter was currently bitching about, “You’re an absolute mess.” She muttered, unscrewing the cap and moving to take a swig of the water, or at least… what she originally thought was water only to be met with the burning taste of vodka, that she promptly tried to spit into the sink, coughing and groaning as Romy burst into laughter. @kelsoed

It was a usual evening at Moon Valley’s Amusement Park. Tourists filled the queues, locals got to cut in front of them in lines with their VIP passes, and then got to listen to the tourists’ bitch about it. Though that was only on actual rides, most locals were smart enough not to visit Winter Lyle’s Fortune Telling booth, considering she was a total fraud her made most of her earnings off tricking the dimwitted and wide-eyed tourists who came from all over the states. Currently the blonde was standing outside her little wagon, one much similar to the cliché fortune telling caravans you’d see in movies, her hair curled and covered in all sorts of glitter, toying with the rose quartz crystal hanging off her neck as she assured the crying customer who she’d just informed was going to find their soulmate in Moon Valley that all would be well. As the shuffled off in a fit of giggles and cries she turned to a young blonde girl much like herself, walking towards one of the rides, a bright smile spreading across her cheeks, “Want me to read your palm?” She called out to her, hoping to gain her attention, “Or we could contact the other side,” She murmured, a playful ominous tone to her words, “There are lots to discover about your future, lovely.” @viiolct

They had dated for a bit when Elliot first moved to Moon Valley, and after a few unforeseen circumstances ( which was quite ironic since she was a supposed psychic ) they two broke it off, leaving a bit of tension and resentment to them, and she hadn’t spoken to him since.. Which was a little over two years ago, and not speaking to someone who lived in Moon Valley with you was truly a feat, since the town was so small. When he was finally done speaking to the other customer Winter let out a little hum, “Can I just get a Corona please?” She muttered, not quite sure if she should meet his gaze or not, toying with the strap of her bag resting on the counter, “and two shots of tequila actually, with little limes.” She instructed, holding her fingers up to show how big she wanted him to slice the lime wedges, “And that bowl of peanuts over there.” She knew she was being ridiculous, but something came over her, deciding rather than talk to him fucking with him would be the best possible thing to do in the situation.

Winter was on her break, which she had let go on a little longer than it was meant to but she really didn’t have the energy to deal with any tourists today. She was on her regular job, working the fortune telling booth the park had, and when she had left there was a line of at least ten people that she had hoped would have dispersed by now, but if the photo Romy sent her was anything to go by it was only getting longer. She had her arms folded under her chin, head resting on them as she tried to ignore the sticky sweat that was slowly taking over her whole body, the hot sun of Moon Valley going to be the death of her. She was perfectly content slowly baking in the sun when Leander sat across from her, the younger boy typically brightening her day, and when he offered a few his fries to dip into his milkshake she eagerly agreed. “You don’t have to tell me twice muchacho,” The blonde laughed as she stole a few fries, and dipped them into the chocolatey goodness, eagerly eating, “So what’s work been like? Anyone interesting?”

Winter was running on four hours of asleep, the amusement park had decided to stay open later the night before, then when she got home her grandmother was having one of her incidents which resorted in the twenty-two-year-old cradling the older woman for the majority of the night, ensuring her that everything was going to be okay. She wasn’t even paying attention when Justin, a boy she’d met out of the strangest conditions, tapped on her shoulder, instructing he’d drank her drink. She offered him a sleepy smile, shrugging her shoulder and taking the cup from him and sipping from it, “It’s no big deal pal,” She murmured, pointing to the counter when the barista put out the order with his name on it, “Just try not to spread your cooties to the helpless townies yeah?” She teased lightly, nudging him with her elbow, “How’re you?”

She was about to walk to the counter when she heard the familiar voice of Rose, her work buddy, making her stop in her tracks at the girl's request for her to take a picture, “Oh don’t lie Rose Bud,” She teased as she tilted her head, “You just wanna’nother picture for your collection right? All those photos of me plastered over your wall.’ Winter was clearly kidding, something she did often with Rose, but nodding in consent to allow her to snap a few shots of her, “You enjoying your breakfast?”

There were few people that really got under Winter’s skin, considering she was a pretty laid-back girl. But Ferris was one of the few, just one of the very rare instances where her blood practically boiled at the sight of her. She knew it was stupid, to be upset with the odd girl for her twin's disappearance, and it wasn’t even that it was just… that she continued to go on and on about the dead girl as if she was going to return. Winter hadn’t even noticed the thing Ferris was so intrigued by before the girl flung herself from her chair, making the blonde furrow her brows in confusion as she dropped to her hands and knees to save a fucking spider. “If you get your dumbass bit I’m not sucking the poison out,” Winter retorted as she crossed her arms under her chest, watching Ferris all but coo over the little creature, “You know you swallow like ten spiders every time you sleep at night? So really you kill them all the time.”

“Octavia!” Winter jogged over to the younger girl when she spotted her walking down the street, a half-eaten green alien popsicle in her hand, “Hey, long time no see girly.” She teased as she stopped beside her. It had been a long day, but now as the sun was setting and the tourists were slowly leaving the streets of new town she knew they’d either make their way to the amusement park or off into the desolate desert that surrounded the tiny town. “Have you met that dude uh, I think is name is Willy, he’s from south beach and he came here looking for a fucking alien to marry? Can you believe that shit?” The blonde let out a bubbly laugh, her head shaking, “I’ve got him thinking I’m going to read his future, help him find his bride, you in? You’d make a hot alien, just gotta lather you up in some green body paint.” @octcvias

Sunny days in Moon Valley were constant, zero cloud coverage, zero chance for rain, and nothing but the blistering sun beating down on the backs of everyone who dared be outside that day. If Winter had the choice she’d be plopped in front of her oscillating fan in nothing but a sports bra and some running shorts but of course, she didn’t have a choice. No, she was currently stuck working the frozen snacks stand, her good friend Romy’s usual gig, but the poor girl was a couple feet away in a giant fuzzy alien costume, terrifying the young children and being dragged around by tourists who wanted photos. The blonde was leaned over the counter, debating stick her entire face in the blue raspberry slushie machine when she spotted Ivy walking in her direction, “Hey,” She called out the girl, despite not knowing her too well, “I’ll give you ten bucks if you go knock that giant idiot in the costume onto their ass, it takes her a good twenty minutes to get up if no one helps her.” @iviias