&. starter for sawyer kinney @kingpins
there was a list of things teddy liked that should make this the trip of his dreams: the neatly planned itinerary folded in his pocket — with extra copies in his bags, spending time with sawyer, their newly purchased collection of favorite snacks, the promise of star wars related adventures at the end of this adventure. and then there were the catch: the fact that, very likely, the same sawyer he was spending time with would heavily encourage him to break from his itinerary.
which, naturally, he would end up doing. this did less to quell his excitement, and instead did more to increase his anxiety.
they've just made it out of the city, all their bags packed in the back of a rental car — and are not in a walmart parking lot, bags of snacks being placed with precision in the center console. ❛ d-did you, uh, remember a first aid kit ? ❜ his eyes flash back to the storefront. it had been on the list. ❛ i could run b-back and get one. ❜
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&. starter for kevin oswalt @kingpins
so things hadn't been going great. not with her life, not with her connections to the people she actually cared about ... which was, in this conversation of friendships gone strained, limited to kevin and chelsea. the former of who was scheduled to meet pippa at a coffee shop in about three minutes, she notices, according to the clock on the wall. pippa espina early, or even on time: first time for everything. but what could be classified as a reintroduction after some distance was a worthy enough occasion.
drifting apart was her fault, naturally, shitty behavior and a refusal to change. but she'd promised she would now, and that's what mattered. even if it was cloaked in dishonesty — she'd try and be a little nicer, she could work on that. genuinely. in front of kevin, at least. but with the single community college class she'd signed up for long gone unattended, and the fact that she's currently disguising a hangover ... other things still needed some work she wasn't ready to put in.
as the bell at the entrance of the store chimed, pippa jumped up and circled around a few tables to meet kevin. ❛ kev ! ❜ she, smiles, eyes brightening as much as they could with pounding headache. ❛ i didn't order yet, but my treat at the counter. ❜ a thumb juts back to the barista making an annoyed looking businessman his drink.
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&. starter for blake fraser @dreambruised
parties weren't really hayden's thing. but after being dragged to a party by her freshman roommate, an encounter with the girl now sitting in front of her had assured hayden that they certainly were blake's thing. she wasn't really sure how they had ended up as friends, though her penchant for solitude had hayden considering them more acquaintances. all she remembers from that particular evening something about spilled beer and the music being too loud for her to think.
but here they were, and considering the limited nature of hayden's options in the companionship department, she was planning on keeping them that way. she sits cross legged on her bed, looking exasperated. ❛ it's july, ❜ she deadpans. ❛ why the fuck is there even a frat party in july ? ❜
let alone in new york city. she knew logically that it wasn't the toga parties and football games that movies show but ... still. she had much better things to do than sip something gross out of a solo cup and listen to bad music.
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kinney, sawyer.
sawyer could handle her liquor … she only needed to know what she was handling. and whatever this was did not register. tasting of everything and nothing at all. it was impressive more than anything. not that she’d give sienna that kind of satisfaction.
❛ well, it tastes like tv static. and jet fuel. ❜
she dares take another sip—this time bracing herself for the fiery concoction—but experiences a hitch when it comes to swallowing. and she coughs : subtly, stifled as if not enjoying what was essentially BATTERY ACID would somehow make her inferior. less brave and more of a quitter. she was not.
❛ i mean, what’s wrong with like, a nice cider or even lemonade ? because this is something a non - functioning alcoholic would make. ❜
it’s that sort of joke only siblings could make : inappropriate and borderline offensive, reserved only for those tied by blood. even if theirs was no match. unnoticeable anyhow. because despite differences ( and there were many ) sienna and sawyer were ultimately two sides of the same coin. stubborn, proud, and too much for everybody else.
❛ need me to take you to a meeting ? ❜
sienna sipped her drink, eyebrows raised at sawyer’s critique, and eye rolling when she finished. her drink was delicious, first and foremost. another sip. okay. it WASN’T delicious, but it was certainly enough for a nice buzz on an annoyingly hot july afternoon. ❛ you’re pickier with your mixed drinks than you are with your boyfriends. ❜ sienna said.
setting her drink down next to her with a satisfying clink, she reaches for the hair tie around her wrist and swoops her hair into a messy knot atop her head. she's trying her hardest to focus on the weak breeze of the fan buzzing across from them.
❛ i'll go to AA the second you go to couples therapy with your next one. ❜ sienna told her, a glance given back to her younger sister as she picks up her drink once more. the heat in the air has already melted half the ice cubes, a little ring of water left on the table.
she thinks for a moment, nose wrinkling as the fan turns away from her and back to sawyer. ❛ actually, do you think they have air conditioning there ? ❜
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&. starter for jordan tucker @hazyblooms
it took over an hour by subway to make it to him — a fact sienna had gleefully and repeatedly pointed out as testament to her dedication when they were, quote unquote “ dating. ” i'm the perfect not girlfriend, she would inform him, as if the trek from brooklyn to the bronx meant anything but her catching up on whatever book she was reading. and as if he wasn't usually the one to make his way over to her.
though once his ex-girlfriend was satiated, and sienna felt as if her spinster status ( at thirty ? really ? ) within the kinney family had faded ... well, there quickly became fewer and fewer reasons to make the trek. it's the first time in two months now, and she's entered the bar where he is, table that was formerly their usual and now occupied by one jordan tucker. ah, memories.
❛ you know, you should honestly consider a move if you want to see me ever again. or you could start visiting me again. ❜ she slides into the booth, offering him a smile. ❛ but then my family might start to think we're amicable, and i really embellished that breakup. like, you looked bad. ❜
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KINNEY, sawyer.
starter for sienna kinney / @freefallens !
IT WAS FIVE PM SOMEWHERE —— but in brooklyn it was only noon. sun high up in the sky, and two sisters reposed in loungers on their front porch. sawyer didn’t usually partake in day - drinking, and though summertime offers a pass : she was still partial to late evening chats over boxed wine. not … whatever this was. spitting out her very first sip, she oh - so - gracefully drools all over a newly bought bikini. another load of laundry, then. a thought pushed to the back of her mind, as the front is entirely occupied by a burning mouth.
❛ yecch ! what did you put in this … GASOLINE ? ❜
on a day off, quite frankly, sawyer was LUCKY sienna was up before noon. let alone up and cheerful enough to graciously make them perfect drinks, thank you very much. a concoction of her own, some weird cross between some of the summer friendly mixes she had, and a long island iced tea — except only the part where it was a bunch of different liquors mixed together.
❛ nope, just jet fuel, ❜ she shoots back, a bright grin on her face, downing part of her drink. ❛ and it's called the sienna special. you should learn to be appreciative of my bartending genius. ❜ it wasn't called that, because no one had ever made it before ... but it was now.
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