[IC] Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

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[Silent Whispers]

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Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

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_{{"And this is theirs..."}}

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@HaleyTheRandom @Cio @alexfangtalon @Moon Child @Garden Gnome @Lady Ostara @murdoc @coughsyrup @Asterialice @BrutalBx
@Lovely Complex @Peridot

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Ah, Summer ^___ A two month holiday that most teenagers and young adults that are in school or college count down the days for since the first day their butts find themselves implanted in desks. It is also known that within those two months, a lot of teenagers, families and whoever else matters take vacations to wherever they have planned in advance... Just like these seniors from Park Crossing High, who are going to be living it up in Miami throughout the whole entire Summer. The beach house they will be residing in over the Summer consists of about eight rooms, with two guest rooms and some air mattresses; a wide, well-stocked kitchen, and a large enough living area space to throw a monstrous house party. For transportation, two Jeep Cherokees were available, both of which are black in color and were parked in the garage.

The Park Crossing graduates have been in Miami for about five days now. It is Saturday evening: their first weekend at the luxurious location has arrived. Most of the teenagers in the beach house were planning on attending the "Bonfire on the Beach" party, while others were free to do as they wanted. They are in Miami, after all: the possibilities are endless. It's about 5:45 PM and the party on the beach doesn't start until 7:00 PM. Those interested in attending have about an hour and fifteen minutes to prepare and pregame before the party.

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_{The Beach House
Interacting With: Bradley
Outfit: X}

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Ready.

That's the main word that describes Kimberly right now as she sat in the living area, fully dress and with light makeup on her face. She let out a sigh as she leaned her head back with a groan because she was seemingly the only person actually ready. They still had an hour or so left though but she honestly did not want to be late to the party ^___ Yes, to a party but that's just the type of person she was. Kimberly had to be early or on time just about anywhere she went. She continued to sit with her head leaned back until she heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Bradley, who was dressed in nothing but a pair of jeans, no shirt or t-shirt, and no shoes.

She eyed him briefly before he waved toward her and she offered a small wave back then got up and followed him into the kitchen. "Why is no one ready yet?" She asked him while leaning down on the counter as Bradley grabbed a bottled water from the fridge. "You're seemingly the only punctual person here, Kim." Bradley said with a chuckle as he then opened up his bottled water then took a small sip.

Kimberly rolled her eyes at his comment as that was exactly what it seemed like. "But then again, we do have an hour to get there so yeah." Bradley mentioned as Kimberly nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah but anything can happen before we get there. Someone can slip on the sidewalk or something." She spoke as Bradley walked toward her with a smile. You're right. But what's the possibility of that actually happening?" He did not even wait for her response before he left and went back up the stairs to finish getting ready.

"Whatever." She grumbled as she sat her phone down on the counter after checking the time then walked over toward the fridge and got herself a bottled Blue Moon beer. Kimberly twisted the top off of beverage then took a sip before she grabbed her phone and exited the kitchen. She went back to the living area and sat down on the sofa with another sigh as she just decided to scroll through her phone on social media as she waited for everyone else. "Come on, guys!" She shouted from her seated position then took another sip from her beer.

She was more than ready to go and just about everyone upstairs knew it.

[LovelyComplex]

_{The Beach House, ending in the Kitchen.
Interacting with Bradley, Kim, and Sonny in particular.
She also yells at EVERYONE.
@Silence Sounds}

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"Hey sexy, nice to see you shirtless today." Missy walked down the stairs, passing Bradley as he went to, what she'd presume was, his room to finish getting dressed. Before he disappeared, she playfully winked and snapped her gum so he could catch her face. With her friends, they got the tease treatment. Too bad he was gay, Bradley was a fine piece of—

Was she ready? Absolutely not. Who the hell goes to a party when it's 'time'? The party won't start until 11 PM anyways, that's when most of the attendees would undoubtedly be shitfaced. Even if she wasn't wearing her party outfit, she still looked flawless as ever and could've gone like that. Missy had other plans, though. She hadn't had a good fuck in weeks, so she was going to give her Kitten's closet a visit and borrow a few things. Missy darling was on a mission tonight.

When she got to the bottom of the stairs to see Kim in the living room drinking a beer, Missy looked at her friend in absolute disgust, "You can't be fucking serious?" Oh no, sweet Kim was not ready at all. The tigress connected her phone to the bluetooth speakers and started playing her pregame playlist, which was a combo of rap, electronic dance music, and just music that got her PUMPED.

The first song that would play was Humble by Kendrick Lamar. Before she pressed play, she yelled out to the entire household, "YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, SHOTS ARE BEING MADE. HALF DRESSED, NAKED, OR WHAT, YOU BETTER DRINK THIS." She brought the volume to the loudest it could get and mischievously smiled at Kim, "We're just getting started, baby."

Walking to the kitchen, she gestured with her finger for Kim to follow her, expectantly. If she didn't there would be consequences. Going to a party sober was a cardinal sin. No one would be sinners — yet. She's kind of glad her playlist didn't play her more intense rap songs, but she'd still sing along, "Bitch, be humble." Hopefully the next song will be a dancing one, but for now, the animals needed to come out to play and this was their opportunity to feel badass, losing themselves.

Entering the kitchen, snapping her gum once more, she stopped in her tracks pleasantly surprised. Sonny Esposito was way ahead of her, having entered from the back door, just finishing his blunt. While he was smoking peacefully outside, he was rudely interrupted by her screeching voice, so he took one last puff, coolly blowing out the smoke, before heading in and starting the drinks. Shots enough for everyone, and actual drinks.

In his mouth, he chewed on a Twizzler, letting it hang from his mouth. Missy took it upon herself to pull it out of his mouth and eat the rest of it. His dark, apathetic eyes looked up at her, who watched him with absolute intrigue, "It'll be faster if I do it." Valid point. His father did own a chain of nightclubs, and Vinny's had a fantastic bar.

All the alcohol they had bought yesterday was laid out on the island. Missy leaned on the island, her long braids lying over her shoulders, and her plump bottom directly out for those who entered the kitchen to see. Her seductive, intimidating stare never looked away from their pregame bartender.

How sweet.

Snap.

That fucking gum. To say Sonny hated this was an understatement, but he did it for the people he liked, not for Missy. But, he needed to be 'humble' and treat everyone fairly. He knew everyone would appreciate it. "What's on the menu first, Sonny?" Hate. A thousand times hate.

"Kick in the b*lls for whoever wants to start off strong, and Absolut Legspreader for the rest."

"You mean the girls that can't handle a good kick?" Missy sassily retorted.

"It's still strong..."

"Or you want someone to actually spread their legs, huh?" The demoness continued to tease.

Ignoring her, he started preparing all the shots. He knew there would be a lot of drinking this summer, so their kitchen was essentially half a bar. Silence. Now all could be heard was the music and Missy watched the artistry that happened in front of her. Like he said, the shots were made in a nick of time. "Hot."

"Stop."

[Sugar and Spite]

_{Interacting with Bradley, Kim, Sonny, and Missy.
@Silence Sounds@Lovely Complex}

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We were making history
Breaking rules and breaking free
Questioning the writing on the wall
Coming from the underground
Laughing as we're falling down
Soaking in the glory of it all

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Sable had been enjoying herself in her assigned bedroom. It was quiet, the sun coming in through the slightly cracked open blinds as she watched Grease for the millionth time in her life. Some would say she was addicted to the movie. The young woman simply couldn't help it. She liked the movie. Heck, she liked all musicals, actually. Pulled out of her TV staring trance by the sound of Kims voice, she hit the pause button on the remote, falling back onto the bed with a groan. It wasn't that Sable didn't want to go to the party. She was just upset with not being able to finish her movie.

Getting up from the bed, she would proceed to get dressed, having been in a robe from taking a shower before she started the movie. Going the more simplistic route, Sunshine chose to dress in a black bikini, putting a pair of high waisted denim shorts over the bottoms. Her hair was left to do it's own thing, still drying from where she had washed it. Not bothering with the whole make-up extravaganza, she did put on waterproof mascara before walking down the stairs, encountering Bradley as she did so. "Hey man," she said with a bright smile, not bothering to stop and continuing down the stairs.

Right when her feet hit the bottom floor, Missys music would start blaring through the speakers. Sunshine didn't approve, but kept her thoughts to herself. Kim was on the couch with a beer, and Sable smiled at her as well. More or less following Missy into the kitchen, the young girl opened the fridge to get herself a bottle of water. Untwisting the top and taking a drink, she would see Sonny as she turned around, her mood instantly lifting at the sight of her friend.

Watching as Missy flirted, Sunshine couldn't tell if the boy was uncomfortable, but she knew he didn't particularly like it. Come to think of it, neither did Sable. Silently scolding herself while sitting her water down on the counter, she walked over to Sonnys side, picking up a 'kick in the balls.' Putting the glass to her lips, Sable gave Missy a slight wink before downing the drink in one gulp. Pursing her lips, she turned to her friend with a smile. "Strong... but I felt nothing in my balls."

[Cio]

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: The beach house
Interacting With: Kim, Missy, Sable, Sonny

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Molly was nervous, in case you couldn't tell by the way she was munching on the pack of Maltesers she had. The beach party was starting in about an hour and Molly was far from being ready. She was in her room, barely dressed. Her hair was a mess, her nail polish was all chipped from her chewing on her fingernails, and she had yesterday's make-up on. Not that the make-up was bad, it was fucking miraculous that it hadn't smudged all over her face in her sleep.
Why was she nervous, you ask? Well, that would be a good question, since not even Molly knew. It could be because of Sam, a person Molly least wanted to be here at the beach house (or so she thought), or it could be because Molly didn't know how to bloody act around girls.
Girls. They were amazing, Molly thought. The secret was unbearable, burning on her temples, choked words on her tongue. No one knew, and it was the worst. Why couldn't she just tell them? She already knew most would be accepting. So why?
Because she was a bloody coward, that's why.

Pulling her hair in frustration, Molly sat up in her bed and walked up to her closet. Time to dress up. Something, anything. Picking up a white, striped shirt and a yellow, and high-waisted skirt that reached her to mid-thigh, Molly was almost presentable. Finishing up with high socks, leather boots and hoop earrings, Molly threw on her jean jacket with silly pins on it and made her way downstairs. Pack of candies in her hand, she heard some noises from the kitchen. Oh Lord, don't let that be her, Molly prayed.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, SHOTS ARE BEING MADE. HALF DRESSED, NAKED, OR WHAT, YOU BETTER DRINK THIS," Missy shouted, confirming Molly's fears. 'Fuck in a bucket,' Molly thought to herself.
Missy was one of those people Molly didn't really hate, but she didn't exactly enjoy her company either. The sharp-mouthed girl was the main reason why Molly ended up giving up cheerleading in her senior year, not that she would ever tell her that. Molly realised she should probably grow a thicker skin, but in the meanwhile she just avoided the girl if she could.
"Hey there," Molly greeted everyone with a smile as she came to the kitchen, quickly hiding the candy in her hand from Missy -- an instinct she had learned in high school.
Scanning the kitchen, she spotted Sonny, who was also there. Giving him a big smile, Molly sat down along the kitchen counter and immersed herself in the conversation around her. While Missy and Sonny were having a sass-off, a ray of sunshine walked into the kitchen. Literally.
"Hi Cookie," Molly acknowledged, glad to see a pretty face. Sable was there to defend Sonny, it seemed, as she responded to Missy's flirt in a way that made Molly almost snort. She did laugh silently, anyway.

Molly decided it would be the wisest to remove herself from the situation before Missy could direct her attention to her. Leaving the table with no words, Molly headed over to the couch area, practically throwing herself on a couch. Only then did she notice that Kim was there too, sitting across from her. 'Fuck in a bucket,' Molly repeated in her mind, thoroughly flustered. Should she say something, or would that only make Kim annoyed? She was on her phone clearly, so maybe Molly shouldn't interfere.
"Excited for the party?" Molly asked before she could stop herself. Already mentally beating herself for sounding stupid, Molly gave the girl a bright smile and put on a brave face. Socialising was easy peasy, lemon squeezy. A piece of a fucking cake.

[Garden Gnome]

Location: The Beach House
Interacting with: Kim, Molly ; Anyone else

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Violet was spending her time wisely fully occupied binge-watching her latest favourite Korean drama, and she'd just started not too far into her third episode when the relative silence of the house was broken by the shrill scream, yell or what ever that noise was that penetrated the the walls of her room. She knew what that was. Nothing was safe from her. She groaned as she rolled about on her bed to-and-fro before falling off the bed, knowing full well that her binge-watching had come to an end. There was still an hour before the party- There was plenty of time to squeeze in at least half an episode? It was not like she was one that took long to get ready anyway. With her attention now diverted elsewhere, Violet decided to get changed, dressing herself for the impending party in a simple red and white sleeveless top that exposed her shoulders, completing her outfit with a pair of white shorts. Those who knew her knew that she was not one to put on plenty of make-up and usually opted for the minimal approach. She wore her long hair down her shoulders with a big red ribbon tied at the top of her head.

Leaving the safety of her room, Violet ventured into the main living area, where the sound grew louder as the culprits voices could now be more easily discerned than before. Missy and Sonny. Drinking already? She wasn't surprised. It seemed like Missy took any chance she could to drink. Where they were, was where she wanted to avoid. She didn't want to start drinking yet, if she could help it. Violet didn't hate the girl, but it wouldn't be wrong to say that she enjoyed her company. The girl was too loud and crude for her taste. Not to mention her frequent yelling. Giving a quick wave to anyone that spotted her, she made her way to the sofas. She spotted both Kim and Molly there, just the type that she'll rather spend time with any day of the week. Taking a seat just beside Kim, she waved to them as she flashed them one of those warm and charming smiles she was known so well for. Sitting close to Kim tend to fluster her, but she tried her best to keep that under wraps.

"Hey Kim. Hi Molly. Do you both have plans for the party?"

[coughsyrup]

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_{Location: Beach House
Interacting With: Sable, Missy, Sonny; Everyone else.}

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Of course a party isnt complete without some silly dress up montage happening beforehand, and that's just how Richie is going to start his night. Richie wiped his hair dry with a soft towel, eagerly throwing it aside while uplifting his mood with the music. He knew this song by heart, singing along complete with air guitars and a variety of silly poses in front of the mirror with nothing but his underwear on, flailing about like an idiot. He did that for about, ten minutes or so before finally rummaging trough his suitcase. He would pick a few shirts, some pairs of shorts or jeans trying them on, seemingly settling to one til he shakes his head, takes it off again and proceeds back to his rummaging.

It only took a good twenty minutes of rinse and repeat till he got what he's comfortable with. It totally fits the summer mood after all, plus he fancies himself a younger, pretty boy version of Tony Montana topping off with the funkiest pair of sunglasses he could get at the nearest thrift store. Richie was checking out his beautiful boy booty in the mirror for one last time when he heard a yell that he could only guess is from Missy. He knows that sexy banshee screeching from no one else. "That's my cue." brushing back his dirty blonde hair he swaggered out of the room and down the stairs to meet with the others.

Richie strode down the stairs like showman, wearing his outfit that looked like what your uncle would wear on his trip to the Bahamas. Which, to be fair, at least he pulled off rather nicely. "What's shakin', bacon?" He greeted everyone with a terrible greaser guy impression. He let out a chuckle on that one.

Richie slid his star shaped sunglasses, and eyed the few people in the room. "Now where's the rest of the gang?" First thing he noticed of course was Kim on the couch with Violet and Molly, he would approach her but things are, well, kind of weird between them the last time they went to a party. They hadnt really talked about it, and hoped that they would, with both having a clear head preferably.

Richie both gave him a wink and made his way to the bar with Sable, Sonny and Missy. "Better save some for tonight fellas. " He leaned his elbow at the counter surface, adjusting his sunglasses.

Checking his phone he noticed that it had been two hours since his sister left the house. She was suppose to be home by now. Yesterday Jemi was begging him to let her off just once despite their parents strict instructions which Richie agreed to, just to make the trip worthwhile for the both of them. "Has any of you seen Jem?" He was feeling quite worried although he wasnt really showing it, none the less he sent her a text just to be sure.

[Silent Whispers]

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_{The Beach House
Interacting With: Missy; Sonny; Molly; Violet; Kimberly
Mentions: Spice
Outfit: X}

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As Bradley walked back up the stairs, he had encountered Missy in his path and she muttered a compliment towards him. At least, he hoped it was a compliment. "Uh, thanks?" Bradley responded as he said it loud enough for Missy to hear as she kept on walking. He then continued his trek upstairs and ran into Sunshine, who said hey to him and he offered her a small wave. Bradley had hoped he did encounter anyone else on his way to his room ^___ Luckily, he did not and was somewhat relieved.

He had taken another sip from his bottled water then set it down onto his dresser drawer as he walked over to the small closet in his room. He had no idea what he was going to wear as he pondered with the thought and tapped his index finger on his chin. 'Where is Spice at when I need her?' He had thought to himself but knew that she was probably doing her makeup routine or something in the confines of her own room. He'd hate to interrupt her so he just went ahead and grabbed a shirt and a pair of shorts then held them up. "Eh, these will do." Bradley muttered softly to himself with the shrug of his shoulders as he was now getting dressed.

It did not really take him long to get dressed as grabbed a pair of shades and flip-flops. This was something Bradley would hardly wear out in public and knew that people were going to comment on his attire. He had placed the shades onto the top of his head then reviewed himself over in the mirror after spraying some cologne, Axe body spray Dark Temptation to be exact. Bradley thought he had looked good and that was honestly enough for him as he exited his room then walked past by Spice's room and leaned an ear on it. With a snicker because he knew she was more than likely doing her makeup and certainly did not want to interrupt her. He made that mistake once and that was all it took for him.

As he turned heel to walk down the stairs now, he had made his entrance into the kitchen and eyed everyone present before he spoke. "What's up, Y'all?" He greeted them then walked past Sonny and could not help but smell weed from him. "Dude, you smoked weed already and did not tell anyone? Shameful." Bradley spoke towards Sonny with a chuckle following his words as he went to stand by Missy. "Think you got the music loud enough?" He'd ask Missy while nudging her slightly with his arm.

"Getting the party started early, are we?" It was more of an obvious question as he wasn't really expecting a response from anyone. He leaned down on the counter and could not wait to get to get his pregame drinking on.

It was then when Richie entered the kitchen that his world had turned around. "Hey there, future husband." Bradley greeted Richie with a wink then grabbed himself a 'kick in the balls' and took a sip from it. Bradley shook his head at his question then shrugged his shoulders, too. "Honestly, no. But I am sure she'll be down momentarily." He said then went over by Richie, whispering to him. "But why worry about her when you have me here?" Bradley liked to toy with Richie and just forgot about everyone else present in the kitchen.

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_{The Beach House
Interacting With: Missy; Sonny; Molly; Violet; Bradley
Outfit: X}

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Kim continued to sit there along with scrolling through her phone then turned her head to see Missy coming down the stairs. The face Missy made, Kim did not even have to question it especially after hearing her question. Yes, she heard it but kept quiet about it. She then jumped slightly as Missy started playing, well more like blaring, her music through that Bluetooth speaker of hers. It was then Sable came down the stairs and she held her beer out towards her then smiled back. Kim rolled her eyes at Missy's music then looked towards her as Missy gestured for her to follow her to the kitchen. Of course, Kim stood up and walked a few paces behind Missy into the kitchen then sat on one of the stools in there with her beer. That gum Missy had was really annoying her. Snap.

Kim cringed at the sound then looked toward Sonny as he entered from apparently smoking weed. "Hello there. Hope you weren't expecting to eat that Italian Cuisine because I ate it last night." She admitted towards him then stood upright with her beer in hand. "Nothing for me, guys. I am good with my Blue Moon." She said to Missy and Sonny then went back into the living to continue sitting on the couch along with scrolling through her phone. She had just received a text from her mother to make sure she and everyone else was okay. Kim responded quickly, letting her worried mother know that they were more than okay.

She had looked at Molly, who was just returning from the kitchen and asked a question, which was more than obvious directed towards her since she was the only one in the room. She set her phone down in her lap and nodded her head. "Yes. Can't you tell?" Kim said in response towards Molly as she looked down at her outfit. She then eyed Violet who had entered the premises of the living area now. Violet had sat beside Kim, who waved back at the female with a smile. "Hey there, Violet." She had greeted the female then saw Bradley come back down the stairs and rolled her eyes. Their previous conversation still annoyed her a little, especially since he walked off with giving her a chance to respond.

When Violet asked her question and Kim was about to respond, she took a breath then focused her gaze on Violet. "Since I was rudely interrupted, I really do not. I just want to go and have fun and probably get drunk off my ass." A rather blunt response from Kim as she looked and seen Richie come into view by them in the living area.

"Hey, Richie." She said softly then offered him a wave. Things were a little awkward between them but they were still friends and did not want to make things too obvious. At least, she didn't. She watched the interaction between Bradley and Richie from the corner of the living area and shook her head. "Seems like someone wants the d tonight." She muttered loud enough for Molly and Violet to hear her then took a sip of her beer.

[BrutalBx]

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Location: The Beach, The Beach House
Interacting With: Missy, Sonny, Sable and Everyone Else

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Being on vacation wasn’t an excuse to neglect his regime. Not by any means was it. As the synth soundtrack pounded his eardrums beyond repair, DeShawn pounded the warm Miami sand as he sprinted across the beach. Sweat had formed over his massive torso and his handsome face was strained intensely. Suicide drives, got to love them. The part of the beach he had claimed as his new personal gym was just off the beaten path, close enough to the house for him to know where he was but far enough away that he wouldn’t be disturbed. Alone or with his baddie were the only way he liked to train and the current song was appropriate; when that must came down, there was know stopping number 54.

He had been out of the future house of decadence for just over two hours. Dee’s workout regimen was extreme to say the least but he was built for it, not many other people were.Coming to a halt at the edge of the water, the former Parker across Linebacker let out a satisfied yell. He was happy with his progress physically. Now all he had to do was sort out the rest of his life. He had two months to decide. Barely a ripple in the vast ocean before him. They were stardust lost in space and he was only a fragment….shit all Dee knew was that he didn’t want to go back to West Baltimore.

Calling time on his third workout of the day, DeShawn began the slow walk back to the beach house. The crew were heading to a bonfire that night, 7pm he was told: plenty of time to get ready and just enough time to add a little Spice to his five a day. Arriving on the house decking, Dee removed his soaking wet shirt and entered the kitchen where his summer family were already waiting. ”Hey yo”

It was an interesting gang that had been assembled for this infinite war on their livers and brain cells; the Avengers they ain’t. Taking off his headphones, DeShawn was greeted by even more blaring music. ”I can see Baddie done put her tunes on. I see I have failed as a teacher” Patting his best friend Missy on her perfectly formed ass, he laughed. ”Missed you on the workout shorty, you slacking’” Dee walked over to the fridge and pulled out one of his many many protein drinks. They were all already drinking, not a problem, he knew how to play catch up. He downed the strawberry flavoured milkshake before chasing it with one of Sonny’s shots. ”Needs more flavour, Santino. Tastes like piss” He turned and looked at the group over at the couches and waved. He couldn’t see Spice, she must’ve still been upstairs. Glancing over at Sable, he offered a smile and a slight bow of head. ”Hey girl”

If he was truly honest with himself, Dee had no plans of going on this trip. When it was first announced, he really didn’t fancy it. Spending two months in a house with a bunch of people he didn’t know from Adam was not his idea of a fantastic summer. Yet, Spice, Sugar and Baddie all pulled an arm and a leg each for him to join up with them. They’d lie and say it was because they couldn’t enjoy the summer without him but in reality, he knew that the girls just wanted to get him out of his own head. The behemoth of a boy didn’t talk a lot but that didn’t mean there wasn’t a lot to be said, at least in his own brain. Sometimes he felt like he was on fire and that his thoughts were burning him up. Dee needed to clear his head and the sun, sea, sand and sex of Miami was what the girls deemed the perfect place for him to do so.

At least they hoped…

[Lady Ostara]

_{The Beach House, ending in the Kitchen.
Interacting with Everyone
@Silence Sounds@Asterialice@Lovely Complex@HaleyTheRandom@BrutalBx@coughsyrup@Garden Gnome@Cio}

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Addison jumps on Blake's bed boredly, While he watches the girls sort through their clothes together. He was dressed pretty casually in a red flannel button up, Long white t-shirt, and dark blue jeans. His tan boots laid next to the bed that he was jumping on.

"Lupe, I brought a lot of different styles for you try. Since we're the same build everything should be able to fit you!" Blake says excitedly to Lupe as she put clothes into the closet the two girls were sharing. Blake was wearing a long sleeved yellow top with a large sun tarot card in the middle of it, Short pink skirt and white tennis shoes. She moved toward her brother and tugs him off the bed he was jumping on. "Knock it off Addy, Your gonna end up breaking it."

"Whatever Blay!" Addison said pouting as moves towards Lupe's bed, ploping himself next to her. "Lupe, My sister is so mean!" He states with a pout as he starts to play with her hair, putting little braids into it as he made himself busy as the girls chatted. "Did you see anything you like so far?" He asked her curiously, while he continued with his self-appointed task.

If there was one word that summarized Lupe's current condition, it was "overwhelmed." Overwhelmed that she had been invited on this vacation in the first place, overwhelmed at the idea of a whole summer with so many interesting and... well, often quite attractive people, and, most of all at the moment, overwhelmed by the idea of choosing a new outfit. So overwhelmed was she that she hardly even noticed Addison braiding her hair. She'd never had anyone other than her mother or her abuela touch her hair before. It was... nice.

"Umm... Oh, my. I... Thank you, Blake. Really. It's so kind of you to share your clothes like this. Um... I kindof don't have experience with this, but would these look good together?" She reluctantly rose from the bed, feeling a slight tug as her hair pulled free of Addison's nimbly-moving hands. Striding to the closet, she pulled forth It wasn't exactly scandalous, but it showed more skin than she usually did, especially the legs. Goodness, compared to her button-ups, the neckline was downright plunging.

With a blushing face, she turned to Blake, nervousness evident in her voice. "Is... is it alright if I wear this one? And, if it is, could you two... That is, would you look away while I change?" Please?

Unknowingly both Mins were making the same expression, They had their heads tilted and eyes squinted as they tried to imagine Lupe wearing the outfit she was holding. Addison nodded his head, While Blake answered for the both of them. "Definitely, It'll look super cute on you." She said smiling. Upon, hearing her request for them to look away. Addison grins mischievously before diving under Lupe's blankets, Pulling it over head as he burrows his face into her pillow. Blake turns around and closes her eyes as she waits for Lupe to change.
When Lupe let's the two know that she was dressed, Blake turned around and smiled. "aww, It really looks good on you!" Addison popped his head out of the blanket and looked at Lupe, "Woah! your absolutely gorgeous Lupe..." He smiles and props himself up from where he was laying to get a better look at her outfit. He was just getting out of Lupe's bed, When a loud yell surprised him, He end up getting tangled in the sheets and falling over.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, SHOTS ARE BEING MADE. HALF DRESSED, NAKED, OR WHAT, YOU BETTER DRINK THIS."
Blake bursts out laughing, when her little brother falls to the floor. She can see his face turning red as Lupe helps him untangle himself from her blankets. When her brother is finally standing on his own to feet, She links her arm with Lupe's. "Ready to go interact with everyone else?"

With a face near-crimson from blushing, Lupe murmured quietly "Aww, thanks both of you! It's not too... revealing, is it? Well, I won't worry about that for now. New summer, new me."

With a deep breath, arm linked with Blake and with Addison just behind them, Lupe and the Mins made their way downstairs, to the chaos and excitement that awaited them. Lupe kept to the edges, overwhelmed once more, but smiled over to Sable, and then to Sonny, waving quickly at either before looking away, hoping not to catch the attention of any of the more... wild members of the house.

Addison grinned as he grabbed himself, Blake, and Lupe shots of Kick in the b*lls. "Here you guys go!" He says as he clinks their classes together and throws his head back as he swallows it in one gulp. "I'll be right back.." He says as he spots Vee, Kim, and Molly sitting on the couch. He goes overs to the trio and plops himself in front of them on the floor. "What's up guys?"

Blake laughed a little at his attics, She places the shot that he gave on the counter as she leans against the counter. "I think, I'll hold off for now" She said to Lupe as she moves her arm out of Lupe as she walks over to the fridge just incase, Lupe wanted water as well. She walks back to Lupe and put the two bottles on the counter. She looks around the kitchen and waves. "Hey, how's your day been guys?"

With a smile and a nod of thanks, Lupe accepted the shot... and set it to one side, hoping someone else would enjoy it. She would settle for water for now, unless someone could come up with a compelling reason to drink. Goodness, so many people were drinking... and was that smoke around Sonny? Lupe had never drunk anything stronger than communion wine... This was going to be quite a summer indeed.

[Cio]

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: The beach house
Interacting With: Kim, Violet, Addison

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"Yes. Can't you tell?" Kim responded with a nod at her clothing. Molly blushed, feeling a bit dumb for asking. Grinning through her embarrassment, which wasn't outwardly spottable, Molly nodded and popped another chocolate covered snack in her mouth. Should she compliment the dress? It was rather beautiful, wasn't it.
"Yeah, your dress looks reall--"
Before the blonde could finish, Violet appeared from behind her back, sitting herself right next to Kim. Molly smiled and greeted her newest friend, who herself greeted the both of them back, asking if they had any plans for the party.
"Since I was rudely interrupted, I really do not. I just want to go and have fun and probably get drunk off my ass," Kimberly exlaimed, making Molly chuckle. Sensing it was her turn to answer, Molly merely shook her head and responded:
"What she said." Having loads of fun and probably getting a bit tipsy at least was what Molly was planning. She didn't really trust the drunk her; she might even end up spilling the beans while in that state. The thought scared her to no end.

Next was Richie's turn to show up. Molly offered him a cheeky smile, not needing to communicate anything else with the dude. He knew what the smile meant, and teasing the boy about the past was one of the wholesome amusements Molly was allowed to have. Looking at Kim, Molly noticed there was some lingering awkwardness between the two. This made the girl curious, but as she was not a gossiper, perhaps she didn't even want to know what it was caused by.
After Richie had passed by, Molly mustered up all the courage she didn't really have, deciding to get on with the compliment.
"Your dress does look super cute, girl," was what Molly ended up saying. She said it with such a sunny tone too, it didn't come out as flirty at all.
'Well fuck me,' thought Molly, finding irony in that statement (a girl could dream, after all), 'that really just sounded like I was paying her a friendly compliment.' Not like it was bad, it was just not what she was going for. Guys were so much easier to flirt with, Molly decided. Just a shame she felt no attraction whatsoever towards the male species.

Molly's attention was grabbed by Richie and Bradley, who were flirting in a corner. For a while Molly wished that she, too, would sound as smooth and effortless as the two, but then she heard Kim muttering something.
"Seems like someone wants the d tonight."
Molly couldn't help it, she was so caught off-guard by the statement that she audibly snorted. Covering her mouth in mild embarrassment, she continued laughing and shook her head.
"At least someone does," Molly muttered in the moment with amusement, then pausing cold when she realised what she had said. What in the bloody hell compelled her to say that? Stupid Molly, don't be too obvious. Or was it okay..?
Glancing at Kim and Violet, slowly lowering her hand from her mouth, Molly just smiled sheepishly. With any luck, neither of them heard. It was unlikely, but... why was Molly even worried about this in the first place? Wasn't she just thinking about the absurdity of staying in the closet when she knew probably everyone would be fine with it? It wasn't like she had outed herself, she just said something mildly suggestive. She was overthinking this, no doubt about it.
Before Molly had the chance of causing herself a brain aneurysm from the worrying, Addie plopped himself on the floor in the middle of all of them, asking how they were doing. Thankful for the distraction, Molly grinned and answered:
"Nothing much, just plotting arson. As you do," she exclaimed playfully. "Wanna join?"

[coughsyrup]

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Location: Seaside/Baywalk > Beach House
Interacting With: Richie; Brad; Everyone

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Nothing was going to top this feeling, none that she can think of at the moment at least. The fresh summer breezing through her skin, accompanied by the calming smell of the sea. Jemima never felt so free. Considering that she's constantly under surveillance by her parents due to her heart disease, she couldn't contain her outbursting glee when they finally decided to allow her on this trip, but of course with the condition of Richie watching over her like a hawk on behalf of them. He made an disagreeing face the moment they made that announcement. Now she's pretty sure her brother was enjoying every minute that she's out of his hair, just for a couple of hours at least, to give him a break.

"Oof, excuse me sir!" Jem gave a man who was crossing the path a small ring as she pedalled her bicycle against the breeze, wearing a huge gleaming smile and her pretty head up in the clouds, feeling the force of the wind against her skin, her hair, her clothes flowing with the wind while a couple of cloth bags hung to the handles, the ones that could not fit in the basket, which was also holding a bag over another bag. She was just on her way back to the house after her shopping. A lot of interesting things on sale at the closest board walk today, Jem was captivated by plenty of it, hence the bags and bags of goodies. She'd never done this on her own, not in this way at least. Or without an escort, a driver or whoever could watch over her. She was so caged in back in Brooklyn, she never even knew a feeling like this could even exist.

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At the beach house little did she know that Richie was lowkey anxiously waiting for her text, glancing every second. Good thing Bradley was there to distract him. Richie has already gotten used to Bradley's harmless flirting, doesn't mean he's gotten used to the feeling when he does it. Richie cleared his throat, snorting at Kim's comment and letting out a short laugh. He though he should play along with his game"Better work on it buddy. Who knows somebody here might just give it to you." He said softly and gave him a wink, but trying his best to be obviously shaking with nervousness as much as possible.

Not long Jem entered the beach house lugging a bunch of shopping bags on her forearms, and a boba tea in one hand her pure but tired smile still across her face. "Hey everyone!" Jem greeted with a lilted tone, and walked towards the couch area where he dropped four bags of literal junk which revealed a bunch of small plastic printed pots, a set of paint brushes, a sun hat, four different types of bong and a miami novelty shirt to name a few.

"Am I late for the party?" she noticed some had already started drinking "I was so taken in by my exploring. I took a walk on the beach, taking some pictures, visited a couple of cafe's and stalls nearby, among other things of course. Oh Gosh who knew the mere smell of the sea could give you this kind of high! Or is it just me."

"Probably just you." Though Richie was kind of condescending, he was glad that his sister finally made it back, and in one piece."And you did all that in the span of two hours?" Jem shrugs "It's not so hard when youre learning how to live it up."

Jem squeezed herself with the rest of the gang on the couch, her elbow resting on her knee and a palm on her cheek. She looks at them delightfully, while casually sipping her tea. "Sooo. Whaddya all talking about?" she asked, unaware of this talk of D's and other things.

[murdoc]

______________________________________ Location: The Beach House Interacting with: Lupe, Sonny, Sable ______________________________________ @Asterialice@Lovely Complex@HaleyTheRandom ______________________________________	To call it a rude awakening — well, that would be quite the understatement. Silas was roused from his catnap by the all-too-familiar voice of one Missy Deschain. He couldn’t really tell what she was screaming about, just that he needed to get up and ready before someone came to break his door down. Literally. He’s pretty sure that Dee could smash through the thing like it was made of balsa wood. Reluctantly, he climbs out of bed and starts digging through his closet. As much as he wanted to venture downstairs in his current ensemble – a soft, woolen bathrobe with a pair of silk boxers underneath – there was no telling what other shenanigans would ensue later in the evening after the bonfire. They were in Miami, after all; anything could happen. That’s why it’s called the Magic City, right? Silas ends up pulling on the first thing he finds, which happened to be a pair of jeans, plus an old Hawaiian shirt that was so loud, hideous, and neon that it somehow looped back around to being chic again. It’s a little too big for him, though the sleeves are just long enough to hide the scars he had on his upper arms, and he can just tuck the front of it into his jeans, anyway. After that, it’s just a matter of combing the room for his countless rings, bracelets, knick-knacks… Oh, and making sure his hair doesn’t look like a dead cat, of course. It takes another fifteen minutes for Silas to fully recover from his zombie-like state, and by the time he gets downstairs, it seemed like most of the others were already settled in. Instead of saying hello, however, he makes a beeline straight for the kitchen because obviously, that’s where the booze is, and he’s not sure he wants to watch Bradley and Richie flirting with each other like a pair of lovesick puppies. ...Hold up, is that an unattended drink he sees? “Hey, it’s Lupe, right? D’you mind?” Silas points at the shot Lupe had set aside, then holds it up inquiringly. The question, however, soon proves to be a rhetorical one, as he downs the shot before the other even has a chance to answer. Hey, if she wasn’t going to drink it, why let perfectly good alcohol go to waste? Still, Silas can’t help but make a face as the shot burns all the way down his throat, eyeing the now-empty glass with disdain. God, just what the hell was in this? “I think you’ve got the right idea there. This tastes like shit.” Now, he’d said he wanted a drink, but he was thinking more along the lines of a nice malt scotch, not something that tasted like tarmac on a hot summer’s day. Then again, no one really drank alcohol for its taste, did they? Though he’d much rather get blackout drunk while keeping his tongue intact. Sidling over to Sonny, he lets himself lean against the counter, lips pressed into a teasing sort of smirk. “You got anything else? Some people still have, like, working taste buds, Sonny.” It’s out of the corner of his eye that Silas spots someone familiar. “Sunshine!” His expression breaks into a wide, artless grin, though quickly grows serious as he leans over to say to her in a stage whisper. “Please tell me you know where they’re keeping the good stuff. I think they’re actually trying to poison us with this.”

[Moon Child]

_{Brief Mentions: Sugar @HaleyTheRandom, Missy @Lovely Complex, Silas @murdoc, Dee is for Daddy@BrutalBx, Blay & Admin @Lady Ostara, Bradley @Silence Sounds}

While most of her ex-classmates were busying themselves with pregaming and interactions, Stephanie Cross was still nestled away in the bedroom she shared with Dee. Wearing a black, spaghetti-strapped mini dress with sneakers and a black, 90’s style choker, Spice was sitting in a chair on the spacious balcony, overlooking the peaceful blue waters of the Atlantic. A large mirror stood in front of her, and a wide assortment of abandoned cosmetics were scattered around the table she was sitting by: from the basic tools of brushes and primer all the way down to blinding highlighter and different shades of lipstick. Closest to Steph and on top of a glittery pink ashtray sat a perfectly rolled blunt, already halfway consumed. Alina Baraz’ sultry voice was blaring from the young woman’s iPhone’s speakers, making Spice jam along loudly to the songs that spoke of ‘taking you far away’ and ‘let me undress you’ as she braided her hair. In regular circumstances, the double French braiding process would not take her too long, even when considering her ridiculously long hair. But today, her fingers worked with the dark locks in a slow, steady, soothing rhythm, interrupted only by a pause to take a long drag of the blunt.

It was in moments like this, when she sat back to really think about it, that Stephanie realized how truly amazing her young life was going. Even if she missed Brandon dearly, she’d be back home setting the world on fire with her better half once her two months in the Sunshine State were up. As a graduation gift, Spice and Bran’s parents had bought them a long, exotic vacation to an surprise location, set to begin on the day after Stephanie returned to The City of Angels. Right now, she was in Miami, spending what was looking out to be the best summer of her life in the company of her best friends. She and Sable were closer than ever, as she was to both Missy and Silas. Her other friendships were going great: Blay, Admin, Bradley . Hell, she’d even landed herself that hot piece of milk chocolate she’d been staring at since the start of her last school year! And the way things were going with Dee, it was safe to say Spice was head over heels in love and wanted to build a future with him.

So, in the end, Stephanie Cross had everything she could ever wish for: love, family, happiness, friendship, wealth, beauty... There was absolutely nothing to complain about.

Once she was finished, Spice tied up the end of her second French braid, finishing off her handiwork with some hairspray to make sure her hairdo would not only be beach-proof, but Dee-proof as well. Smirking at herself, the young woman grabbed the coconut blunt from the ashtray and took a deep, long drag, keeping the smoke trapped inside her body for a few seconds before releasing it into the atmosphere in the form of a white cloud. She tilted her head back just as the initial effects of the THC began to kick in, slowly but surely easing her into a state of sweet mellowness.

Today? Life was good.

[Sugar and Spite]

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Location: His Room, Then the Kitchen.
Interacting With: Basically Everyone.

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The last week had been going smoothly. So far, there had been nearly zero drama at the Beach House, he had managed to practically avoid Molly, and things weren't as awkward between he and Spice as he feared. As a matter of fact, nothing had been as an intense or as worse as he feared. He hadn't even got laid yet, which was saying something. Laying on his bed playing Fortnite, he would be reminded of this afternoons activities by the sound of Missys yelling. He rolled his eyes, not bothering to call out a response as he continued to hit the controls. He had to finish this mission. The sound of the music blasting through the speaker traveled all the way up to his room, breaking the flow of his concentration. Cutting off the game in frustration, he got up to check his appearance in the mirror. His dark blue swimming trunks would be fine for the party, but he could stand to pick another shirt. With a shrug of the shoulders, he pulled the shirt that he currently had on over his head, and tossed it into the clothes basket he had in the corner of the room. On second thought - no shirt. It would drive the ladies crazy. Running his fingers through his hair a few times for good measure, Sam sighed before opening the door.

He made his way casually down the steps, arriving just as he heard Jem burst through the door. He stopped to great the small group of girls in the living room first, smiling at Kim as he did so. "I got a feeling a lot of people's going to be getting the D tonight, Kimmy," he said with a flirtatious wink. When his eyes came to rest on Molly, his face would show no emotion as he turned to walk to the kitchen. The scene before him caused his face to burst into a grin. Grabbing one of the shots off the counter, he would simply make a face of approval in Sonny's direction. He wrapped his arm around Sunshines shoulders, ruffling her hair playfully as he gave Missy a once over, whistling as he did so.

"Damn girl. Planning to blind someone with all that sexy?" Definitely not one of his best lines. Scanning the room, he would see that Lupe was deciding to show a little skin, and, indeed, did look gorgeous. He winked at her in approval.

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Location: The Kitchen
Interacting with: DeShawn @BrutalBx, Blake @Lady Ostara, Silas @murdoc

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Laughing and smiling at everyone's comments about Sonnys drinks, Sable couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She had meant her previous comment as a joke, but it seemed everyone felt the need to tease the boy now. Hopefully he wouldn't take to much offense to it. Upon DeShawns arrival, Sables eyes would linger on his shirtless figure for just a split second before tearing her eyes away. When Sam put his arm around her, she made no protest. However, when she ruffled her hair, he swatted his hand away, hissing as she did so. Quickly re-gathering her composure to answer Blakes question, her face would light up once more as Silas entered the room.

"The day has just dragged B. I'm so ready to get this party started." Where as most of the occupants of the house would most likely be trying to get laid, Sunshine would not be. Her plan was to get shitfaced, dance, and make horrible decisions to laugh at twenty years in the future. She liked it that way.

Laughing at Silas's comment, she would lean forward to whisper in his ear. "I've got Tequila and Vodka both, darling. I'll get you some in just a second. I'd hate to see such a pretty face drop dead."

[Lady Ostara]

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_{The Beach House.
Interacting with Molly, Blake and anyone else
@Silence Sounds@HaleyTheRandom @Cio @alexfangtalon @Moon Child @Garden Gnome @murdoc @coughsyrup @Asterialice @BrutalBx @Lovely Complex @Peridot}

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Addison looked excitedly at Molly, "Arson? Really" He stated as rubbed his hands eagerly together. "I have the perfect things for just that!" He said mischievously as he got off the floor and ran to the kitchen to go back up the stairs. Addison made his way to his shared room, and started to look through his bags, He was looking for two duffel bags particular. After a few minutes of searching his room, Addison makes his way to Lupe and Blake's room, standing at the open doorway. He looked around the room, as he searched for the two bags that were half his height and 2x as wide. Finally, spotting the two bags. He tried to lift them up. "Oh lord...We really packed a lot of them" He mumbled to himself as struggled to carry the two bags down the staircase. As struggled to make his way down the stairs with the bag, He made loud stomping on the way.

When he reached the kitchen he noticed a various looks on peoples' faces, Noticing the confused look that his sister Blake was wearing he smiled at her. "Hey Blay! Me and Molls are gonna go play with fireworks" He stated triumphantly as continued his struggle with the two bags to where Molly, Violet, and Kim were still sitting on the couch. When he finally reached the girls he carefully placed the bags down in front of them. Addison gleefully rubbed his hands together, than waved his hands in front of the bags. "Behold!" He said as he unzips one of the black duffel bags.

When the bag is open some of the fireworks that were inside start to come out of the full bag. He starts to take out the different that were hidden in the bags. "We've got Firecrackers, Smoke Bombs, Sparklers, Fountains, Catherine Wheels, Mine Fireworks, Roman Candles, Rockets, Peonies, Chrysanthemums, Crosettes, Spiders, Horsetail shells, Kamurus, Cakes and Barrages!" He said excitedly, He looked at their faces as leaned back to see their responses.

Hitting something as leaned back Addison looked up to see who bumped into, grinning up at the person he bumped into. He reached down to grab on of the fireworks, lifting it up to the person he bumped into as a offering. "Wanna go light one up?" he asked curiously.

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_{The Beach House.
Interacting with Sunshine, Lupe, Jem, Addison and anyone else
@Silence Sounds@HaleyTheRandom @Cio @alexfangtalon @Moon Child @Garden Gnome @murdoc @coughsyrup @Asterialice @BrutalBx @Lovely Complex @Peridot}

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"Hmm, I actually felt like it went by pretty quickly" She took a sip from her water, while she leaned against the counter, "What about you Lupe?" She tilted her head curiously as she looked at the other girl. She looked at Jem smiling when she had heard her response, She was about to ask her a question when she interrupt by loud noise like someone was running around upstairs. When the noise had stopped, she turned her attention back to Jem. "Sounds like you had great day, take me with you next time. I bet we could get some great shots for my portfolio!" She turned her attention to the staircase to when she heard a noise coming from the staircase. She kept her attention on the staircase, Seeing her brother stumble down the stairs with two of their duffel bags. She crunched up her face in concentration as she had tried to remember what was in those bags he was carrying.

"Addy, that's for later!" she exclaimed loudly when she realized which bags her brother had hulled down the staircase. She rolled her eyes when she noticed that her brother was not even listening to her, she signed as she looked at the time. Looking around the kitchen, she saw some interest and curiousness on the other's faces. She took a deep breath as she pushed away from the counter. "Well it looks like he wants to use it now....anyone have light we can use to pop fireworks?" She asked curiously as she started to walk towards where the three girls and her brother where sitting.

She rubbed her face in exasperation, When she made it in time to see her little brother lean back causing him to bump into someone. She rolled her eyes as she moves past her brother to grab one of the duffels. "Come on Addy, Do you want to pop some or not?" she said as she made her way to back through the kitchen, she smiled as walked by everyone who was still in the kitchen. She stumbled abit with the heavy bag while opened the door to the patio that lead out to the beach. She put down the bag by the railing as she checked her watch again. "My original plan hasn't deter that much" She thought to herself, She can still tell everyone that she is going to bed in a few hours. If she planned everything just right, she'd be able to sneak out and back in without anyone noticing.

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[LovelyComplex]

_{The Beach House, Kitchen → Upstairs, bedrooms.
Sonny & Missy
Interacting with: Sunshine, Richie, Bradley,
Dee, Lupe, Silas,
whoever else is in the kitchen,
and at the end, Missy interacts with Spice.}

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Annoyance wasn't the best word to describe how Sonny was feeling right now. He was already on edge solely because he went on this trip with a bunch of kids he spent the past four years avoiding. Weed was a necessity to put up with his classmates for one last summer. He would manage because he at least had a few faces he could deal with like Sable. Quietly, giving a subtle smirk with her entrance in the kitchen, Sonny glanced over to one of his close friends and rolled his eyes, "If you wanted strong, I could give you straight up liquor." Of course, he would avoid that because he didn't want her to get sloppy drunk yet. It was far too early for him to babysit.

Before they could have a moment to converse, Missy's 'call' summoned the lot of them and for some goddamn reason everyone felt inclined to tease the bartender that went out of his way for them. It didn't help that he felt like he was in between a stare off between one of his best friends and a girl he couldn't stand, solely because how overbearing she could be.

Molly left as fast as she came in, which Sonny momentarily acknowledged while he fixed himself a straight Whiskey shot and downed it in a matter of seconds. He wasn't one to talk, at least not when there was a herd surrounding him. He was standing next to the Wicked Witch, most people who didn't see through the 'bitch', which was anyone not at her 'level', avoided her like the plague.

"Better save some for tonight fellas." Richie's voice entered the scene, which was rewarded with a snort from Missy.

"Oh please, if we run out of booze, we'll just get more. Plus, I'm sure the party will have plenty." Missy may have been sexually attracted to the boy, but she wasn't going to pretend to be anyone but herself. Does no one know how to actually pregame? What is this? Preschool? They were in America and yet everyone was being a bunch of lame asses. When Richie asked about Jem, Missy was no longer interested and tugged at Sonny's sleeve, "Heyyyy, make me a whiskey sour, pleaseeee?"

"Oh wow, you said please." Sonny shrugged and made Missy her drink, while glancing up to Richie, "Nah, man. I haven't. I'm sure she'll show up soon enough." Unfortunately, his response probably could not be heard because right when he said something, Bradley came in to flirt with the dude.

Why was he here again?

His eyes went from Bradley to Richie, then to the sudden glistening body of DeShawn whose hand immediately groped the plump bottom of the Witch beside him. Okay, this was just getting too crowded for him.

"Needs more flavour, Santino. Tastes like piss” Sonny's eyes were enough for anyone who knew him, particularly Sunshine, Lupe, and Molly, to know the weed hadn't hit yet and everything that was around him was like fingernails against a chalkboard.

"Oh my god, babe!" Missy playfully punched Dee's arm, as she giggled, "I think I deserve a little break. You don't look this fine without treating yourself from time to time. I'll get back to our routine first thing in the morning. You, me, Bradley. You two totally can be shirtless and I'll jog in between. Everybody be jealous!" Missy swiped the drink Sonny had finished making and took a graceful sip, "Approved. Good job, Sonny. You should consider tending for the rest of your life." She gave a teasing grin, her stare going from Sonny then to Sunshine. Purposefully, she rested her gaze on the girl's face, trying to get a read out of her, while still talking to her bestie, "Dee, you know I had to check out Ocean Drive. We might've just got here but I cannot, absolutely cannot, waste a day!" Which reminds her, she needed to see her Spice and get a change of clothes for tonight! A 'you-want-me' dress!

Sonny had drowned out Missy's voice when he caught a glimpse of Lupe. His demeanor changed for a moment or two, where his eyes brightened and he couldn't help but give a cute, small, very small wave. Yes, he had lingering smoke slipping out of his mouth and no, he wasn't going to share that weed, because it was his good weed to help him cope with these kind of situations. They can all have a smoke circle later, with his other stuff. Not his good weed.

"Hey, how's your day been guys?" Her voice was like a nightingale, too sweet, too pure for this world, and could calm him no matter the situation. Gentle, like soothing, calm waves. Like the ocean. That's what Lupe's voice reminded him of. Too caught up in thinking about her voice, Sonny forgot to answer her, ultimately ignoring her! ON ACCIDENT.

"Oh, it's you." Missy's attention fully went to Lupe's face and her look. The girl who never apologized for anything that she did to her. Her gaze trailed down the timid girl's body and with a short acknowledgement of approval, Missy simply sipped her drink once more and purred, "Cute."

Before he could be the hero, either saving Lupe from Missy, or swiping Lupe's shot, drinking it for her so she didn't have to deal with his terrible shot, Silas beat him to it. The uneasiness crept back up inside of Sonny once more.

"You didn't have to drink it." Sonny watched as Silas mocked him to his friend and part of him wanted to say 'fuck it' and walk back outside. Looks like Sunshine can handle providing drinks for everyone for the rest of the night.

And then Sam entered, acting like a hot shot. Ruffling Sunshine's hair and then checking Lupe out, giving her a damn wink. He didn't care about the whistle to Missy, because he didn't care about her. Okay, he was done with this. "I'm going to change." Leaving the counter as it was, mess and all, for anyone else to make drinks, Sonny walked away from everyone, making sure he made no contact, went to the living room where another group of people were talking, and shuffled upstairs to his bedroom. He had left before fireworks was a topic of discussion between the Min siblings. The one who without a doubt, always had a light on him, left the area to retain his peace. Alone.

"That reminds me!" Missy watched Sonny walk away, hardly giving Samuel the time of day, knowing very well she was sexy. Sam was an easy lay for her, she wanted a challenge tonight. He was cute and definitely was fun to... play with, but this was her last summer to really explore her horizons! Of course, if he chose to try to get some, she wasn't completely opposed, but right now, she was going to be on the prowl. Perhaps for... her sultry gaze followed the brown hair on Richie's head...

Hm. Did she have a type?

Maybe.

"I'm going to give Kitten a visit. Sunshine, Dee, you're more than welcome to come, but do know, I'll be changing into something more suitable for tonight."

Smirking, she looked to Sam one last time before she made her exit, "Baby, I don't need to plan."

As she walked past the Min siblings, she yawned, "Shouldn't you light 'em when it's dark? Well, whatever. You guys do you, I have better things to do." As if the invitation was open to her.

And with that she made her way upstairs to her destination.

By Spice's door, Missy respectfully knocked on it (believe it or not, she could respect people) with the hand that wasn't holding her alcoholic beverage, "Knock, knock! Busy, Kitten? I'm sending out an SOS, I need a wardrobe change ASAP!"

[Silent Whispers]

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_{The Beach House
Interacting With: Missy; Sonny; Molly; Violet; Kimberly; Richie; Dee; Silas; Jem
Mentions: Spice
Outfit: X}

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As Bradley continued his rather harmlessly flirting with Richie, Deshawn walked in and Bradley smiled over toward him while speaking so that only Dee could hear him. "Sorry that I miss this morning's regime. Sleep was too good to wake up." He had admitted towards Dee then turned his attention back to Richie. "Oh?" Bradley raised a brow towards Richie then leaned in closer to Richie and muttered. "At least I have options here." With a snicker, Bradley leaned back up and saw Jem coming into the kitchen now.

"Hey, girl!" He went over there and gave Jem a tight squeeze into his embrace as he rummaged through her bags. "Get me anything?" He'd question playfully toward her then shook his head towards her. "We're actually just getting started earlier for the party. Or Missy and Sonny are, at least." Bradley joked as he pointed towards the duo as she talked about what all she did today.

Honestly, even though they were friends, he kind of tuned her out for this moment because his eyes went around the kitchen to just take this moment in. It was nice that some folks he wasn't really friends with in school were here and they were interacting with each other without any hostility. It was nice and very much warming to him. It was then when he snapped in reality that he heard Jem's question and turned his gaze toward her with a smirk. "Oh, Richie's giving me the D tonight." Brad winked towards Richie with a laugh as he leaned on Jem. "Kidding but nothing in particular." He shrugged his shoulders after those words then turned to see Silas enter the kitchen.

Out of all the guys in the house, Silas was his favorite and probably the one he likes the most. He likes and flirts with a lot of the guys in the house, with the exception of Dee though because he's obviously straight, and just hoped that Silas did not hear him. Bradley did manage to smile over towards the boy though then took another sip, yes a sip and not a chug, from his drink while falling a bit silent. He felt like he had embarrassed himself slightly. 'Why me?' He thought then wondered what in the hell Spice was doing since her man was downstairs.

Bradley basically tuned everyone out as he was having one of his distant moments then grabbed his drink as he walked outside and stood on the back porch. He leaned down on the wooden railing with a sigh as he really, really needed his journal but was definitely going to write into his later.

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_{The Beach House
Interacting With: Molly; Violet; Addison
Outfit: X}

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Kimberly takes another sip of her beer then nearly choked at Molly's comment as she did not know whether to laugh or what so instead, she just turned toward her and nodded her head. When the Min Sibs came into view along with Lupe, she offered a small wave towards the trio then turned back towards Molly. "Maybe you'll meet a guy to give you the D tonight." She smiled as she nudged Molly with her elbow then winked just as Addison sat down in front of them.

Again, she did not whether to laugh at Molly's comment or not so she just went along with what she had said. "Yeah. Might happen at the party or it might happen here. Who knows?" She smiled a little after a shrug of her shoulders then raised a brow as Addison said that he had the perfect thing for that.

"See what you done." Kim turned her gaze towards Molly then took another sip of her beer. When Addison returned with a big black bag, her brow arched as he unzipped it. "Maybe you should save those, Addy. I mean, they would probably come in handy at a later date or something." She said then looked at Blake, shaking her head. "I repeat that they might come in handy later. Are you guys even listening?"

Kim remarked towards the brother and sister duo then threw her hands up in the air. At this point, she did not care what they did but did want to watch the fireworks explode before the real fireworks exploded at the party. Speaking of which, Kim wondered what time they were leaving for the party ^___ Like, seriously.

"You guys go wild with those but be careful. I'm going in the kitchen to see what those guys are up to." Kim said as she stood up on her feet then walked toward the kitchen. "Hello, everyone." She greeted then threw her empty beer bottle away just as Bradley walked past her silently and went out to the back porch. "Is Bradley okay?" She'd mutter toward the group as she grabbed a glass and turned towards Sunshine. Pour me something. Anything."

Kimberly then waited as she twirled her glass with a smirk, waiting for him to pour something inside.

[Cio]

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: The beach house
Interacting With: Kim, Violet, Addison, Jem

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"Maybe you'll meet a guy to give you the D tonight," quipped Kim, nudging Molly and... was that a wink? Molly, blushing furiously, could only laugh in response. How come her heart beat so fast all of a sudden?
"Y-yeah... dunno," Molly said smiling, kind of relieved yet not. She definitely didn't want 'the D', but having Kimberly wink at Molly just made her heart race.
And then, to Molly's endless satisfaction, Kim decided to play along with her and entertained the idea of the arson being able to happen whenever during the evening.
Addison, ever the light-hearted rival, took Molly's joke too seriously. Claiming he had just the thing for that, he ran upstairs, leaving the girls be for the time being. During this time Jem appeared, seating herself tightly next to everyone, next to Molly, in fact. Asking what was going on, the ball of precious sunshine was blissfully unaware of the dick-eating conversation around her. Molly was glad, really.
That is, until he decided to grace everyone with his appearance.

Sam made Molly's brow furrow in frustration, deep-integrated hurt, and the burning embers of her anger. The guy just waltzed up, all happy and flirty, just like he always was. Seemingly unbothered too, what a wanker. Their eyes met for a brief second, in which both just met each other with a face of stone. This hurt Molly more than she would outwardly show, but the girl was almost sure Jem could feel the slight tremor going through Molly's hand as she simply averted her eyes and pursed her lips together.
Behind all that anger and sadness, there was regret. Regret and longing, perhaps even love. All a bundle of emotions repressed and swept under the rug of hurt feelings. She had said some terrible things, too. Not just him. Never just him.

Letting her hair fall over her face, Molly nudged at Jem and looked at her knowingly. Molly trusted that the girl didn't need words to understand what she meant, she had seen how Sam had simply ignored the blonde, after all. Jem was a friend to them both, and Molly hated that the sweet girl had the unfortunate position to be the meat between the hostile sandwich that was Sam and Molly's former friendship.
Looking for silent support in her friend, Molly grasped Jemima's hand in hers, leaning on the girl with a heavy heart. She had already opened her heart to her about Sam and oh, did she feel guilty for doing so. Jem had no business cleaning their messes. The curly-headed girl was way too pure for that.

Addy's return helped Molly climb out of the misery pit she almost fell in. Excited, and with something in his hand, the boy exclaimed: "Behold!" and proceeded to pull out a huge amount of fireworks of all things out of the black bag. Blimey... that was unexpected, yet Molly expected nothing less from Blake's lively brother. Molly chuckled aloud, smiling a teeth-white smile at the boy, who so excitedly was listing all the different kinds of fireworks he had.
"You guys go wild with those but be careful. I'm going in the kitchen to see what those guys are up to," Kim stated. The girl was gone before Molly could figure out a good way to respond. It didn't matter anyway, did it? Molly could always talk to her later.
Molly reached over for the table beside the couch, taking an opened can of beer resting there. She smelled it, determining if it was recent or not, drinkable or better left alone. Generally, taking anyone's drink was a bad idea, but Molly was feeling like taking a sip since her throat was dry for various reasons. Before she could do anything, however, Addison bumped into her, making Molly splash her drink all over her clothing.
"Shite!" Molly cursed under her breath in frustration. Looking over at Addison, who hadn't noticed the spilled beer yet, asked if Molly wanted to go light one up. Gathering herself, Molly smiled tightly before settling into a more natural smile.
"Sure, just... gimme a moment. I splashed this rotten beer all over my clothes. I'd better change," she said apologetically. Squeezing Jem's hand, wishing to be able to talk to her in private at some point, Molly stood up. The beer soaked fabric felt disgusting against her body, making her wince. Time to put the dirty clothes in the washer, she didn't want them stinking of alcohol, no way.
Excusing herself, Molly hurried back upstairs.

[coughsyrup]

_{Location: Beach House
Interacting With: Missy, Silas, Bradley, Lupe}

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" Just wanted to make sure you dont get too wasted before the real thing, babe." he teases Missy and it took quite an amount of confidence to let that last bit out of him, she wouldnt think much of it probably since it sounded more like harmless teasing than anything. Maybe tonight he'll get a gush of confidence, it would surely make things more fun not only for him but for everybody as well. He mused as his eyes quietly followed Missy as she left the kitchen.

Richie gave a nervous chuckle at Bradley, getting lost deeply at his dark, mesmerising stare. God damn all these beautiful people, he thought, he had no idea what good he ever did to shower him with these blessings for friends. He was just so thankful that his sister was there to cut him off before he did something drastic.

Richie watched Silas and his beautiful neck as he gulped down a shot. He took one for himself, just free for the taking, donwing the entire thing and shortly letting out a few suppressed coughs once the poison burned down his throat. "I dunno man." he tried his best to speak coherently despite all that subtle coughing. "Not feeling a thing over here." he said in a composed attempt, casually leaning on the counter while facing him. At this point he was just trying to show off in front of him and the others. To him specially.

He caught a sight of another girl, took him awhile to realise that it was Lupe, looking twice as cute and pretty than she usually is and admittedly, Richie was quite surprised seeing her this way. "Why hello there sweet little lady." he slid his glasses down as he eyed at Lupe and talked with a false western cowboy accent. Just Richie being his typical self, everyone knows it's his way of goofing. Kim approached them, asking what was going on with Bradley. He wasn't sure too, he was extra flirty just a second ago.

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_{Location:Beach House
Interacting With: Bradley, Kim, Molly}

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When Bradley gave her a hug Jem returned the tight squeeze, a gesture that always felt so homely to her. And with a girly 'Oh!' she instantly remembered that she did in fact had something for his bestie "You know I never miss you out on anything Bradley." she went through his bag o' goodies and hooked up something and playfully hid on her back "Now I know how much you like your musicals." without much ado Jem revealed a shirt, displaying a line and icon from the movie Grease"Tada! What do you think?". she said gleefully "I couldn't find a proper size, but I know you could pull off a good tight fit."

The moment Sam showed up, she gave him a smile then turned her eyes on Molly at the nudge.The way she eyed sam, the deep seethed frustration had only worried Jem. Her attention was cut to Bradley, at his 'Richie giving the D' comment, which made her brother choke on his drink. She tried to look at him but was obviously he was ignoring her stare. "Will he now?" she said smiling at him, her arms crossing. Somehow she already knew. Richie was already giving out hints but wasnt entirely sure yet that he would put a label on himself. It would take time, he says, which Jem essentially respects. "Yeah, we were just joking around." he hastily replied with a chuckle, all the while gripping nervously at his drink.

Addison and Blake were a bit enthusiastic about playing with some fireworks, which Jem would like to see when she heard a ting, looking around to see Molly drenched in beer. Squeezing her hand, she knew right away. A little bit worried for her friend, Jem went ahead and follewd Molly. She might need someone to talk to right now, and like a good friend, she's ready to lend her an ear.

[Zaxter996]

Finnley Morrison

Location: In his room at the beach house
Interacting With: His World of Warcraft guild

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“Fuck, fuck, fuck, get those tentacles down quick!!”

Finn sat alone, in the room that he organised to have to himself, sitting at a desk in front of his computer, frantically clicking keys and flicking his mouse back and forth. To the casual observer, he would be yelling at noone, but there actually four other people on the other side of his screen that he was talking to and communicating with. “Fuck these things hurt… Hurry, get in turret! YES! Good work dude…” The one place where his anxieties went away, where he could be himself. Azeroth. He wasn’t some anxiety ridden kid with ADHD in Azeroth. He was Goggles, the level 120 Gnome Death Knight. Goggles wasn’t scared of anything. He had killed the Lich King, defeated Deathwing, lead the charge on Orgrimmar and protected Azeroth from the Burning Legion. He wouldn’t be terrified of leaving his room and facing a bunch of teenagers that he went to school with. But Finnley was.

Finn leaned back in his chair with a heavy sigh, taking off his headphones and staring at the ceiling of his temporary room. If it wasn’t for his father demanding that he needed a holiday, and to learn how to socialise before College, he definitely wouldn’t be there. But he was, and he was determined to spend as much of it as he could in that room. Hell, most of the people in the house probably didn’t even know who we was, or that he was there. The only person he’d talked to so far was Richie, but he’s cool. Finn even let him borrow one of the comic books that he brought with him, though he made him promise not to spill anything on it, and keep it in its protective sleeve when he wasn’t reading it.

The young recluse sighed heavily again as he heard a female voice scream something about shots. Probably Missy… That girl scared him. Well, most people did, and the idea of shots definitely did. Finn had never gotten drunk before, and although he was curious, he wasn’t going to brave the sea of people on his own for it. He’d have to be coaxed out of his room if he were to join the party, and the likelihood of that was very slim. As Kendrick Lamar’s Be Humble started blaring through the house, Finn shrugged and sat back up in his chair. “I guess that’s what I’m listening to now…” He mumbled to himself. Rap and Hip-Hop weren’t his favourite genres, but it’s all still music, and he could see the appeal. With his headphones sitting around his neck, Finn bobbed his head to the beat, and continued to play, messaging his group to say that his headphones were off for the time.