do you have a LIGHTER ?
____am i dancing SEXY yet ?
are you watching me 'cause i move alone?
▭▸▹
LOCATION .
— ❝ G R A N D . room ❞ ▭▸▹
INTERACTION .
❝ @GhostMami ❞ — ❝ @Lord Wraith ❞ — ❝ @Panic ❞ — ❝ @Jade113 ❞ — ❝ @Syn ❞ — ❝ @Supersona ❞ ▭▸▹COLOR .
#8a4d55 ▭▸▹NOW PLAYING .
TUMBLING LIGHTS
look a little harder everyt hing i hold is WET
& i`ve never tasted GLASS & PATRON____
God Ezra was so extra...But she didn't hate how much it pissed Heather off.
Going out of their way to make Heather's life and awful shit storm was both of their goals and so far they weren't doing half bad a job. The one time it called for the Wolfe children to join forces, of course it had to do with terrorizing someone.
Following a good ways behind her oh so ostentatious brother was the always quiet, always watching, always fashionably late eldest of the Wolfe children. A tall, very classy woman. Valentina Wolfe. Flashy in her own way as opposed to Ezra's dramatics but that was just how the Wolfe family was. Extra, obnoxious, rich and gorgeous and they made everyone aware of it. The little silver spoon, capitalist
lizards and they basked in all its filthy glory. Just before she emerged from the hallway, she doubled checked her appearance in the reflection of a mirror embedded into the wall of the hallway.
Not a lash out of place, eyeliner as sharp as her $130 manicured nails and her way too short, white body con dress snatched against her slender frame. She pushed her long, almond brown hair from off her shoulders, fixed her posture and let the strut show the attitude silently radiating from her.
Six.
A good batch——A mixture of guests, young and older...ish. Different races, different stories, different experiences. Their parents really knew how to make things more interesting than the year before. It was finally their year to participate and by the look of it Ezra was already familiarizing himself with them.
"God this family is so fucked up," she whispered under her breath. Stopping, her eyes scanned for a minute. Of course they were confused, conversing to ease the tension that tried so hard to settle in their being. Because when you were nervous the immediate instinct was to talk- sometimes
too much. As Ezra made his gaudy entrance—of which she couldn't resist snickering at—Valentina remained silent. As little Vanderflower had finished her introduction, it was hard to not notice her usual displeasure in Ezra's behavior, she scurried away like the little busy bee she was to do who knows what with who. Be a secretary of estate or some shit. Whatever the hell that was. Why they needed her? Til that day Valentina questioned it. But
mommy and daddy dearest always had some purpose for her. Always made it important they had her around and like the good little secretary of estate that she was, she was everywhere
all the time.
Valentina took a step forward just as Heather was out of sight and before everyone had the chance to scurry off just yet, the Wolfe sister cleared her throat and her bitter sweet voice followed.
"Yes, again welcome. A little late making an introduction here but I'm Valentina Wolfe. Never Val. Never Tina. Oldest of the two," she paused just making her way to her brother.
"As my eccentric sibling here mentioned, please be sure to enjoy yourself. You're all definitely out of your element and that's understandable." Very much an understatement but too late to take back.
"Uh, yeah. Relax, unwind. Don't give my little shit brother here too much to drink or he talks way too much. Fair warning. We'll be looking forward to seeing you all and getting to know you later."