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Kavan Varma

_{Are You Gonna Go My Way}

▴Name

Kavan Raj Varma

▴Nicknames

_▴Raj
_▴Van (Pronounced Vaughn)
_▴"That Guy with the Man-Bun."

▴Age

18

▴Gender

Male

▴Sexuality

Pansexual

▴Relationship Status

Single

▴Label

The Artsy Writer

▴Appearance Details

• Hair: Black | Shoulder-length and Wavy | Kavan usually wears his hair down; he'll sometimes switch it up and pull it into a bun. He cuts his hair short once every couple of years.
• Eyes: Dark Brown
• Height: 6 feet, 2 inches
• Body Type: 201 lbs, slim, lean build
• Clothing Style: "If I had to describe my style, I'd probably say that I have a more laid-back way of dressing. You'll usually see me sporting a basic, solid-colored polo shirt or sweater, a leather jacket, jeans, and a nice pair of shoes. The only thing about my style that really stands out is the large amount of flashy jewelry that I wear. I normally have on about two or three rings on each hand, along with a couple of neck chains and a few bracelets. I typically like to play around with more Indian inspired pieces."
• Makeup Wise: Guyliner
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Kavan has both earlobes pierced, as well as his nose. He also has two tattoos; one covers his forearm, and the other is on his chest,

▴Personality Traits

▴Relaxed
▴Charming
▴Witty
▴Observant
▴Unpredictable
▴Mysterious

▴Upbringing Synopsis

Kavan Varma was born into wealth. From the very moment the young man was born in India to Vihaan and Ruhi Varma, he has been spoiled rotten. Due to their father's booming retail chains and stakes in a range of companies, Kavan and his elder sister have been living comfortably their entire lives. They resided in a fairly large house in New Delhi until Kavan was about six years old; Vihaan Varma announced his plan to expand his businesses to the United States and decided to move his family to Florida. It took Kavan and his sister a while to adjust to their new home; the two were often bullied by the neighborhood kids and their classmates due to their heavy accents. As Kavan grew older, his accent would begin to fade, but the scars left by years of childish torment would last forever.

Kavan didn't have many friends throughout elementary and middle school, which led him to focus more on his academics and extra curricular activities than his social life. It was during that period that Kavan found a passion for writing and an affinity for rock music. He was ten years old when his sister gifted him his journal, and twelve when he received his very first bass guitar. His success in learning how to play eventually led to him getting paid to play at the weddings or parties of family members, which in turn gave him the confidence boost that he needed. The year before Kavan began Freshman year, Kavan's father moved the family yet again; this time, they only moved down the street to a wealthy gated community called Crown Heights. Kavan entered high school a new man; though he was still a bit reserved and mysterious, he was more confident in his actions and no longer took shit from anyone. He even grew up to be quite the charmer like his father.

▴Family

_{Vihaan Varma (42) | Dad ▴ Ruhi Varma (40) | Mom ▴ Amoli Varma (20) | Sister}

▴Misc.

Avan Jogia | #851309
_{PRAISE THE LORD BY A$AP ROCKY IS ALSO A BOP}

What Are You Listening To?

_{My grandma used to sing this to me when I was younger.
Brings back good memories.
Love this man.}

Rᴏsᴇꜰᴇʟʟ - A Cᴏᴍɪɴɢ Oꜰ Aɢᴇ Sᴛᴏʀʏ

_{Good things come to those that wait up
But don't wait to jump in too long}

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After spending nearly two hours getting herself together, Ella Franklin was finally ready to head to the Hollingsworth household for their first Summer gathering. As usual, the eldest Franklin twin had started her routine off with a scorching hot, twenty minute shower. She spent the following thirty minutes rummaging through her closet in search of an outfit. "Wear something presentable," Ella's mother had told she and her twin sister earlier that day, "I don't want to see any sneakers or denim jeans." Of course, Ella had no problem abiding by her mother's stipulations; she loved getting dressed up, and had a closet full of beautiful pants, skirts, and blouses that were more than ready to be shown off to the world. After finally picking out something to wear, the young woman then spent the remainder of her time sitting at her small vanity slicking down her edges, pulling her braids into a neat ponytail, and applying a bit of makeup to cover a few blemishes and give her face more color.

By the time Lana and Lewis were calling upstairs for their twin daughters, Ella had just finished shoving a few items into her purse. In swift motions, the young woman tossed the bag over her shoulder, turned off her lights, and headed down to meet her parents. She only paused to tap on her sister's bedroom door on her way down. "Hurry up, Brynn!" Ella yelled, before quickly skipping down the stairs and doing a quick spin for her parents. "So, is this presentable enough?" she asked with a smirk; her mother simply chuckled and shook her head before motioning towards the back door.

"You all go ahead and start walking. I almost forgot to bring the cake." Ella watched with a raised eyebrow as her mother headed back to the kitchen before looking up at her father with inquiring eyes.

"Don't worry," Lewis Franklin whispered to his child as he followed her out of the back door, "It's store bought." The young woman let out a sigh of relief as she pulled off her heels and stepped foot onto the warm beach sand; if it was one thing that Lana Franklin wasn't particularly good at, it was baking. Ella chuckled to herself as she remembered a past incident where her mother first decided to try her hand at baking; she'd chosen to make crostata, an Italian pie, using a recipe she found online. It obviously didn't end well for the family of four who'd been looking forward to tasting the dessert.

As soon as Brynn and Lana had caught up to Ella and her father, the family of four began their brisk walk along the shoreline. Ella simply took in her surroundings throughout the entire journey; A host of memories came flooding into her mind with nostalgia as the four of them continued on their path down the stretch of beach. The young woman felt a smile creep across her face as she reminisced about those magical times she'd spent with her friends swimming around in the ocean, relaxing in their home Jacuzzi, or messing around in the tree house that was not too far from where they lived. In just a few minutes, their destination came into view, and the family quickly made their way to the front door. Ella made sure to dust the sand off her feet and slip her shoes back on before ringing the doorbell.

Soon, the front door was pulled open, and Lewis and Lana Franklin were immediately hugged and greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Hollingsworth; the cake that her mother had been holding somehow ended up in Ella's hands. Ella only stuck around long enough to give each of the Hollingsworth parents brief hugs; as soon as she'd been released from their clasps, she made a beeline towards the area of the foyer where none other than Tae Hollingsworth and Lincoln Everett stood. "Nice to see you two again," the young woman said, before making her way to the dining room. She simply smiled and nodded her head in greeting to Veronica Hollingsworth before letting out a deep breath, setting the cake carrier onto the table, and plopping down into the nearest seat. "Don't worry," Ella said to Veronica Hollingsworth with a half smile, "our mom didn't make this one. It's one hundred percent safe to eat."

_{@Hushed Whispers @Peridot @Erklings25 @Dread}

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Chanel Martin

<sub>“Honey, I'm too glam to give a damn.”


Sassy</sub>

✦ Name

Chanel Aubrey Martin

✦ Nicknames

_✦ CoCo
_✦ Fashionista
_✦ Diva

✦ Age

18

✦ Gender

Female

✦ Sexuality

Bisexual

✦ Relationship Status

Single

✦ Label

The Fashionable Diva

_{adj. pronounced (DEE-VAH)- 1. To describe a person who exudes great personality, flair, and confidence,
and also expresses their own style without letting others influence who they are or want to be.}

✦ Appearance Details

Natural Brunette ● Dark brown eyes ● One tattoo on left hand ● 5'7" ● 155 lbs

"Okay, well if I had to describe my style, the first thing that really pops into my mind would be 'fashionista.' I mean, fashion has been a passion of mine since I was a little girl. It all started in middle school when I somehow convinced my mom to buy me a bright orange wig I found in the hair supply store. Orange has always been my favorite color, and I wanted to express that. The wig was nice, and complemented me well, but of course I got clowned by my classmates and looked at as if I were crazy. I threw the wig away only to find that, a few days later, a few of girls from my math class had bought their own colored wigs and were rockin' them as if they were the latest fashion trend.

From that point on, I made it sort of my mission to be my own person and not go along with what everyone else is doing or wearing. I decided that instead of following the trends, I wanted to be the one that started them. I want to be the girl that everyone looks at and goes 'damn, I wanna look as fly as her.' I want people to look at my outfit and say that I'm crazy for wearing it or that I'm too 'out there,' but then turn around and wear the exact same thing the next day. From my extremely high heels, all the way to my bright orange hair, I'm original. One of a kind."

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✦ Personality Traits

✦ Usually confident
✦ A big creative
✦ Clever
✦ Stubborn as hell
✦ Short-Tempered
✦ A little bossy
✦ Emotional

✦ Upbringing Synopsis

Chanel Aubrey Martin was born on a snowy Christmas Eve, the second and final child of newlyweds Michelle and Raymond Martin, in New York City. The small family resided in a two bedroom apartment in Queens for the first five years of Chanel's life, and moved to a Brooklyn townhouse when she was six. Growing up, Chanel was very close to each of her family members, her elder brother especially. Andre had always been super protective of his younger sister, and always made sure to be there for her whenever she needed him to be. The four rarely fought or had any major arguments, and even though they weren't the most fortunate family in the world, they always had a certain positive outlook on life that helped push them through even the hardest of times. However, when Chanel suddenly lost both of her parents in a car accident when she was thirteen, even this strong, affirmative attitude their parents had instilled in her wasn't enough to keep her unhappiness at bay.

Chanel and her brother immediately went into the care of their father's brother following the death of their parents; they'd been given two days to pack up their lives, say their goodbyes, and travel down to Florida where they would soon move into a gated community with their estranged, wealthy Uncle. The first year living with Uncle James proved to be a trying one for Chanel; thanks to all of her pent up frustration and anger about her parents' death, the young girl found herself getting into more trouble than ever before. It was when she was nearly expelled from the local middle school that her Uncle decided to put her into therapy, which would eventually begin to help the girl cope with her loss. Chanel Martin entered high school a new person; while she still had an issue controlling her temper, she no longer carried a familiar heavy weight on her shoulders.

Soon, Chanel was taking full advantage of her Uncles wealth and living her absolute best life throughout her last three years of high school. She made a bunch of friends, found a new passion for dance, and slowly climbed her way towards the top of the social ladder. Her brother went off to study at Florida A&M University, where Chanel is thinking of attending as well after graduation.

✦ Family

_{Raymond Martin (46) | Dad ✦ Michelle Martin (42) | Mom ✦ Andre Martin (21) | Brother ✦ James Martin (39) | Uncle}

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✦ Misc.

Brax | #D2652C
> Currently on the King's Academy cheer squad
_{IN MY FEELINGS BY DRAKE IS A BOP}

Chanel's Relations 2.0

Potential Bae

_{Chrissie McCoy}

Chanel isn't in any type of relationship and hasn't been since her last crush ditched her. For a while now, she's just been focused on fashion, maintaining her current friendships, and keeping her grades up so that she can get the fuck out of Palms after graduation. Although there are a couple of people that Chanel wouldn't mind trying to sweep off their feet in the mean time... Chrissie McCoy being the main one.

↳ _{"Stella introduced me to Chrissie... they're cousins. I'm actually kinda surprised that I never really noticed her before; she's mad beautiful. Like, drop dead gorgeous. Maybe I haven't exhausted all of my options at King's, after all..."}

The Unholy Trinity

<sup>"Three kids from the neighborhood, three different lives, three different ways to be...

Let me just start off by saying that I love these girls more than anything. When I moved to Florida, I was in a really dark place. My parents had just died, and even after my uncle put me through all that therapy and counseling, I came into high school completely terrified. I had left everything I knew behind, and making friends used to be really hard for me so I thought I'd end up being this big, lame ass loner. But then I met Julie, and it was like God was tryna give me a break or something cause I knew from the very moment she complimented my Jimmy Choo's and showed me her brand new designer bag that she was the sister I'd always dreamed of having. We just clicked.

April came along shortly after, and even though I lowkey hate driving and don't even know how to change my own damn oil, it's something about her that drew me in, you know? She's confident, sure of herself, mischievous as fuck. We're sort of similar in that way, so I guess now that I'm reflecting on it all I can see how we became such good friends.

I'd literally punch a bitch for these girls. If you fuck with them in any way, you fuck with me.
Period."</sup>

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Julie Kit MacMillan ☼ Best Friends

↳ _{"Jules is one of the few people I can actually tolerate at this school. We have a lot of things in common, fashion being the main one, which is probably why we get along so well. Her father is the Jason Macmillan, you know. The famous fashion designer. I have three of his bags. Anyway, she's also helping me land an internship at one of his offices, which will really help me jump start my future career in the fashion industry. Isn't she just the greatest?"}

April Lillian Foster ☼ Best Friends

↳ _{"April is also a good friend of mine. Whenever she isn't hanging around Santiago, which she seems to do a lot more of these days, she's usually kickin' it with me and Julie. We don't have a whole lot in common, but I truly enjoy her presence."}

Good Friends

<sub>"I have a lot more friends now than I did in the past.

After branching out and exploring other interests of mine, I found out that I don't make a pretty bad cheerleader; I mean, it isn't so much different from what I've already been doing as a dancer. And, as it turns out, I actually kinda like it. It also doesn't help that I've found a cute little clique within the cheer squad. Although I'm not as close with some of them, I still consider them all to be friends of mine. Don't fuck with them.

There are also those who have been friends of mine for quite some time now. Sunshine, Mac, Jack, Carter... I'm talking about you guys. I'm just glad that I have people around me who accept me for who I am, and I know that I can count on."</sub>

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Sunshine Hollingsworth ☼ Old Friends — Sunshine and Chanel have known each other since they were kids, both having attended the same Brooklyn elementary school. It came as quite a surprise to Chanel when she spotted her old acquaintance at King's Academy; rekindling their friendship has become one of her top priorities.

↳ _{"I was mad surprised when I found out that Sunshine moved down here to Palm Springs. All that was going through my head was 'what a crazy fucking coincidence.' I mean, we both even lost our parents and were practically forced to move in with an aunt or uncle."}

Ariana Mossos ☼ Good Friends

↳ _{"Yeah, I'd consider Ariana to be one of my closest friends... you know, aside from Julie and April. She's been nothing but nice to me since we've met, and she's always pushing me to do my best on the cheer squad."}

Stella Lambert ☼ New Friends

↳ _{"I'd only interacted with Stella in the past because we're on the same cheer squad. I didn't really know much about her, so I'd say that our relationship was pretty surface level. But, somehow we've managed to grow a lot closer as time went on. She gets along really well with the rest of the trio."}

Carter Newton ☼ Friends

↳ _{"I like the way Carter thinks, and how he's never afraid to express these thoughts... even when there are a whole lot of people at King's who may not agree with his views. We're sort of alike in that way. I religiously watch his spoken word poems on the gram, and I'm always down to go with him to protests. I just wish he'd stop fucking around with drugs."}

Jack Goff ☼ Friends

↳ _{"Aw, I love Jack. I mean yeah, sometimes he can be a little arrogant piece of work... but that's nothing I can't deal with. I'll put him in his place real quick, no hesitation."}

Nicole Milano ☼ Cheer Clique

↳ _{"On God, Nicole is the funniest and most ditsy person I've ever met in my life. I love her to death, and she's always been such a sweet girl, but son."}

Who Are You?

<sub>"I don't know everybody that goes to King's Academy.

There are some people who I know, but rarely ever speak to. There are people who I know of but never really tried to get to know. And then there are those who I don't know at all. I'm pretty content with the handful of friends that I have now, but if any of these people ever came up to me and started up a conversation, it's not like I'd be rude or anything."</sub>

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Kavi Salvador ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"Kavi... I feel like we could've been really good together... or even just friends at the very least if it weren't for the whole bullying thing. I know what it's like to be on the receiving end of shit like that, and it does not feel good."}

Marisol Castillo ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"Let me tell you... that bitch is crazy. She deadass ruined someone's car with a baseball bat last year. And have you guys seen her fight? I fucking love it."}

Kavan & Archer ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"Those two have been best friends for a loooong time. Like, I always see them together. I don't know why it came as such a surprise to me when I found out that they were together. I should've seen that shit coming. Cute couple, though. I hope no one starts picking on them as they once did Archer... otherwise I'll just might have to teach them another lesson."}

Sawyer Lockwood ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"I've seen him around, I'm pretty sure. But I don't talk to him and he doesn't talk to me. It is what it is."}

Max Wallenberg ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"He's one of the Jocks, right? But he only plays like... lacrosse. I don't mean to be rude but who the fuck enjoys going to lacrosse games? I didn't even know that was a thing until I moved down here. Anyway, he's pretty cute. But Julie doesn't like him, which means that I don't fuck with him either."}

Shawna Josi ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"Ohhh, she was that nice girl who used to be in a couple of my AP classes. I heard she fell off... like really bad. So sad."}

Sonny Drake ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"That's Marisol's friend... or boyfriend? Whatever. I think I saw him dressed as a woman on Halloween. He's always seemed to be a little too aggressive, so I never tried to strike up a conversation with him."}

Ariel Grey ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"I don't know Ariel that well, but I do know that she's been on and off with Kavi for a while now. I also heard some rumors about something that happened during Kavi's Halloween party, but I don't really care about any of that."}

Jasper Fray ☼ Unknown

↳ _{"I feel like I've seen him around, maybe talking to Kavan or something. He's a little scary looking, to be honest."}

Georgia Fielders ☼ Unknown

↳ _{"I hear Carter talk about someone named Georgia every now and then, so I assume that they're pretty good friends."}

Guy Lowell ☼ Unknown

↳ _{"I hate to say it, I hope I don't sound ridiculous, I don't know who this man is... I mean, he could be walking down the street, I wouldn't know a thing... sorry to this man"}

Ryland Aspen ☼ Unknown

↳ _{"I'ma keep it real with you, B... I have no idea who that is."}

Shit List

_{Santiago Motherfucking Fernandez}

<sub>"If you can't already tell... I do not like Santiago Fernandez. In fact, I can't fucking stand him.

There are just certain types of people that I do not associate with, and Santiago is one of them. This man calls himself "The Candy Man" for fucks sake. I don't even know why he has so many girls falling for him; I mean, everything about this dude screams 'fuck boy,' from the way he treats women all the way down to his tight ass skinny pants. April deserves so much better... but I guess she's stuck with him for life now that she's pregnant with my future nephew/niece. Shit, yo."</sub>

Rᴏsᴇꜰᴇʟʟ - A Cᴏᴍɪɴɢ Oꜰ Aɢᴇ Sᴛᴏʀʏ

Post shall be up tomorrow!

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Chanel Martin

_Sassy

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✦ Name

Chanel Aubrey Martin

✦ Nicknames

_✦ CoCo
_✦ CoCo Chanel
_✦ Fashionista
_✦ Diva

✦ Age

18

✦ Gender

Female

✦ Sexuality

Bisexual

✦ Relationship Status

Single

✦ Label

The Fashionable Diva

✦ Appearance Details

Natural Brunette ● Dark brown eyes ● One tattoo on left hand ● 5'7" ● 169 lbs

"Okay, well if I had to describe my style, the first thing that really pops into my mind would be 'fashionista.' I mean, fashion has been a passion of mine since I was a little girl. It all started in middle school when I somehow convinced my mom to buy me a bright orange wig I found in the hair supply store. Orange has always been my favorite color, and I wanted to express that. The wig was nice, and complemented me well, but of course I got clowned by my classmates and looked at as if I were crazy. I threw the wig away only to find that, a few days later, a few of girls from my math class had bought their own colored wigs and were rockin' them as if they were the latest fashion trend.

From that point on, I made it sort of my mission to be my own person and not go along with what everyone else is doing or wearing. I decided that instead of following the trends, I wanted to be the one that started them. I want to be the girl that everyone looks at and goes 'damn, I wanna look as fly as her.' I want people to look at my outfit and say that I'm crazy for wearing it or that I'm too 'out there,' but then turn around and wear the exact same thing the next day. From my extremely high heels, all the way to my bright orange hair, I'm original. One of a kind."

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✦ Personality Traits

✦ Confident
✦ Creative
✦ Intelligent
✦ Stubborn
✦ Short-Tempered
✦ Bossy

✦ Upbringing Synopsis

Chanel Aubrey Martin was born on a snowy Christmas Eve, the second and final child of newlyweds Michelle and Raymond Martin, in New York City. The small family resided in a two bedroom apartment in Queens for the first five years of Chanel's life, and moved to a Brooklyn townhouse when she was six. Growing up, Chanel was very close to each of her family members, her elder brother especially. Andre had always been super protective of his younger sister, and always made sure to be there for her whenever she needed him to be. The four rarely fought or had any major arguments, and even though they weren't the most fortunate family in the world, they always had a certain positive outlook on life that helped push them through even the hardest of times. However, when Chanel suddenly lost both of her parents in a car accident when she was thirteen, even this strong, affirmative attitude their parents had instilled in her wasn't enough to keep her unhappiness at bay.

Chanel and her brother immediately went into the care of their father's brother following the death of their parents; they'd been given two days to pack up their lives, say their goodbyes, and travel down to Florida where they would soon move into a gated community with their estranged, wealthy Uncle. The first year living with Uncle James proved to be a trying one for Chanel; thanks to all of her pent up frustration and anger about her parents' death, the young girl found herself getting into more trouble than ever before. It was when she was nearly expelled from the local middle school that her Uncle decided to put her into therapy, which would eventually begin to help the girl cope with her loss. Chanel Martin entered high school a new person; while she still had an issue controlling her temper, she no longer carried a familiar heavy weight on her shoulders.

Soon, Chanel was taking full advantage of her Uncles wealth and living her absolute best life throughout her last three years of high school. She made a bunch of friends, found a new passion for dance, and slowly climbed her way towards the top of the social ladder. Her brother went off to study at Florida A&M University, where Chanel plans to attend as well after graduation.

✦ Family

_{Raymond Martin (46) | Dad ✦ Michelle Martin (42) | Mom ✦ Andre Martin (21) | Brother ✦ James Martin (39) | Uncle}

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✦ Misc.

Brax | #D2652C
_{IN MY FEELINGS BY DRAKE IS A BOP}

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Here!

Reserving
Brax | #D2652C
Avan Jogia | #851309

What Are You Listening To?

Rᴏsᴇꜰᴇʟʟ - A Cᴏᴍɪɴɢ Oꜰ Aɢᴇ Sᴛᴏʀʏ

I'll try to have a post up either tonight or tomorrow. It honestly depends on a few things since the 4th of July is tomorrow...

What Happens In Vegas: Remastered

_{I can see your beauty on the big screen
With a dress better than Jennifer's and doing big things}

With a glass of white wine in one hand and her cell phone in the other, Aulora Kelly sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor of her master bedroom. She sipped the sweet liquid from her wine glass as she stared blankly at the eight bridesmaid dresses that hung in the back of her closet. Each dress was a different color, length, and style; each one of them was worn in different weddings and receptions across the United states; and all of them were completely and utterly hideous. The young woman often wondered why some women picked out the ugliest dresses for their bridesmaids to wear; maybe it was done on purpose so that the bride would look better in comparison. Aulora also often found herself wondering why she had yet to dispose of these dresses. After all, it wasn't like they were ever going to see the light of day. She sighed and downed the rest of the wine in two large gulps when she realized that another dress would be added to her collection before the week was over.

"Well, at least the dress Nicole picked out for you guys isn't too bad," Cynthia Kelly's voice rang through the air, breaking the peaceful silence. "It's actually pretty cute. And don't you think it's a little early to be drinking? It's nearly five in the morning." Aulora simply shrugged and ignored her mother's comments as she reached for the bottle of Moscato that sat on her nightstand and poured herself another glass. As soon as she'd woken up from her usual post-work nap at one o'clock, Aulora had been wide awake and energized. She took the few hours that she had left, before it would be time for her to hop in a taxi and head to the airport, to finish packing anything she'd missed the first time around. Her suitcases were filled to capacity, as usual; everyone knew that Aulora wasn't one to pack lightly. Stunning pantsuits, dresses, skirts, blouses, and heels were neatly placed into her bags, ready to be shown off in Las Vegas.

"This is only my second glass, Ma," Lora said, taking one more sip before standing from her seat on the floor and sliding her feet into the sandals that lay next to her bed. Before her mother could say anything more, Aulora quickly told her that her taxi would arrive shortly and that she had to finish a bit of last minute packing. "I'll see you at the wedding, love you." She ended the call before her mother could get in another word. As soon as her mother's face had disappeared from her screen, Aulora tossed her phone onto her bed and continued shoving unnecessary, miscellaneous items into her bags. Within the next couple of hours, the young woman would find herself sitting comfortably in the first class section of an airplane.

The five hour flight from New York City to Las Vegas was a bit of a blur for Aulora Kelly; as soon as she realized that she'd be travelling in first class, she made sure to order the finest white wine the stewardess had to offer. She even got a snack to soak up all of the alcohol she'd consumed so that she wouldn't be totally fucked up when she arrived at her destination. Soon, Aulora Kelly was in the back of yet another taxi, slowly making her way to the Seara Resort.

"Holy shit, this is beautiful," Aulora spoke aloud as she peered out of the backseat window, her nose slightly pressed against the glass. Out of all of the weddings she has had the pleasure of being a part of, none of them had been held in Vegas. As the car made its way down the busy roads, Aulora gasped and let out several "oohs" and "ahs" of excitement and wonder as she took in her surroundings. She wasn't even angry that they'd been stuck in traffic; she was used to it after living in New York City, and it gave her even more time to sightsee. The taxi driver chuckled and shook his head at the woman who occupied his back seat. By the time the taxi had arrived at the resort, Aulora had a gallery full of pictures she'd taken on the journey. She'd even made a few mental notes of places she wanted to visit while she was there, a weed dispensary being at the top of her list.

With the help of the bellhop, Aulora carried her luggage to the front desk where she was greeted by a Hispanic, older man. After giving her name, the young woman watched as he typed away on his computer. Within a few seconds, he'd found what he was looking for and informed her of where she'd be staying for the next few days. "Reservation of 8 Sake Suites by Nicole Seara," the man read from the screen. After checking in, Aulora followed the bellhop to the elevator and checked her phone as they were lifted up to her floor. She must have been too busy snapping photos in the cab to notice that she'd received a message from Cole informing the wedding party that she'd arrived.

"Thanks a bunch," Lora said to the bellhop after he'd rolled the heavy cart into her suite, "I'll take it from here." She fished around her purse for a few moments before pulling out a wrinkled ten dollar bill and placing it into the young man's hand. As soon as the door had closed behind him, however, Aulora let out a quick, high-pitched squeal and began making her way around the lush suite. The first place she checked out was the master bedroom; without hesitation, the woman ran and jumped onto the large bed, landing face first on one of the pillows. Yeah, she was definitely going to enjoy these upcoming few days.

After laying in the same position for a few minutes, Aulora rolled over onto her back and pulled out her cell phone once more. She sent a quick text to Cole, letting her know that she had made it without any problems and that she was very much in love with the suite. She stared at the message for a brief moment, debating on whether or not she wanted to go and visit the bride-to-be in her own suite, but ultimately decided against it. She wanted to let her old friend have a few moments to herself; she was probably exhausted from her flight. Instead, Aulora hopped out of bed and made a beeline for the main living room. "Holy shit," Lora said for what seemed to be the hundredth time that day once she caught sight of the enormous television and pool table. The woman would go on to spend a considerable amount of her time playing a solo game of 8-ball.