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"Yo you need to get your eyes checked or something, back it up." Eve motioned to a couple of guests standing dangerously close to one of the sculptures at her gallery. "You know how the saying goes, look but don't touch-- except for you beautiful. You just do whatever you want, but seriously, don't touch the art, thankyouu."

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"That- can't be good." Gemma carefully stepped over the mess that was the Chadwells' carpet, more concerned with their alcohol-soaked flammable curtains than the actual spill on the floor. Maybe she was paranoid, and any of the Chadwells would definitely spit in her face if given the opportunity, but the last thing anyone needed was the party going up in flames, literally. Once she'd stripped the curtains off the window she didn't actually know what her next step was so and so she just stood there, fabric awkwardly crumpled up in her arms. "I was worried they'd catch fire," she explained. "I don't really wanna be a witness to like the great Chadwell housefire, y'know."

Grace was having a great day so far. Music playing in the background, swimming in the lake, drinks flowing, there was nothing to complain about. The day went on like that but as the sun started to set a few people around her started to get messy. She was sitting in a small group of her friends when suddenly something cold splashed the person next to her, some drops hitting her along with their body as they jerked into her. “Shit, you good?” Her eyes flicked to them and then to the person who caused the disruption. She didn’t want to fight someone but she would if she had to.

Noah wasn’t one to pay attention to tabloids most of the time. She could’t really care less what gossip was being spread about celebrities she either didn’t know or saw around town all the time. But one of the coyotes sent her a link to an article about Adonis and she had to open it. It looked like he was kissing someone in the thumbnail photo and she was sure that was wrong. But the enlarged photos were all of him smiling with a gorgeous girl who was somewhat familiar. At the end of the article that speculated he and Josefina might be dating, were pictures of them sharing what looked like a very passionate kiss at the festival by the lake. Noah’s heart had dropped to her stomach when she saw it. She’d been nursing a crush on Adonis for longer than she cared to admit and it hurt to see him with someone else but, moreover, it hurt that he was one of her best friends and he hadn’t told her anything about this new relationship he was starting. He’d never even mentioned this girl.

They’d made plans to hand out that afternoon at his place and she went even though she felt all kinds of tense and uneasy about seeing him. She smiled when he opened the door but it felt forced so she was sure he caught it. “How was your night last night?” She asked, hoping she sounded light and carefree. 

While they weren’t quite headliners yet, the Crypt Keepers had a respectable early evening slot on the festival’s main stage later, and until then Genesis was enjoying the festival herself, though she couldn’t go too crazy until after their set. Apparently that involved her signing somebody’s boobs that’d approached her, which was wild, and she was grinning as they walked away. “I’m not letting it go to my head, I promise, but that was my second pair today.”

Rufus was fucking around on his skateboard, meaning he couldn't land most of anything he was trying, doing a lot of slipping and stumbling around. Not until he took a particularly humiliating tumble did he realize he had an audience, and he quickly hopped back to his feet, brushing himself off and resuming his cool unbothered exterior. "You didn't see that."

“Right, I understand-- No, I don’t expect him to wait overnight in the airport--” June smiled tightly at the screen where her boss was interrupting her for the billionth time about their latest crisis. She furiously tapped away at her phone screen and, when there was a break for air, she jumped back in. “There’s a four-star hotel two miles away I’ll send a car and make sure everything is comped. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it all.” Her call abruptly ended without thanks and she looked up, wide-eyed, at the person across from her. “My boss thinks I can control when planes take off and land. Like, I’m powerful but not air traffic control powerful. I can’t believe I’ve been here three years and they still have me on this admin shit.”

By Vic’s standards she was having a pretty chill night, which was nice for a change she guessed. If she had to. At least she was in good company, as she rarely got Amory one-on-one, so that had to be a plus. Mid joint roll, one of her nails slipped and messed up all her progress. “You take this,” she groaned, “Pretty girls shouldn’t roll anyway.” @flynn-bueller​

Initially Josefina was resistant to the idea of a PR relationship. It seemed like a dumb stunt that would be more trouble that it was worth but the positives made themselves pretty clear. Even when people found out something was a PR stunt it just kept them talking. And if they never did, all the better. Two medium-famous people could become household names if they were dating the right person. So she’d agreed to date Adonis Grantwood, literally for the clout. They planned to be seen at the festival which would spark the rumors that they were dating and they’d start dropping hints they were dating on their socials in the week that followed with the inevitable taking place from there. They’d staged a run-in near the food trucks that went off without a hitch and they were now, from what anyone looking could tell, sharing a plate of nachos while getting to know each other for the first time. “Are you nervous about this at all?” She asked, grinning like he’d just said something charming. @kingkidgrantwood​

About two people after Eve down the water slide, it started deflating, which only seemed like a matter of time considering the amount of traffic it'd seen and all the glass bottles around it. Still everyone seemed to blame the last guy down, who didn't slide as much as he'd tumbled. "Oh man," she laughed, sipping at her drink. "Would hate, and I mean big emphasis on hate, to be that guy."

Luna was independent to a fault sometimes. She was making connections in Rosewood but she was used to going it alone and thought it was kinda cringe to do things like ask to go to a festival with someone she wanted to be at a festival with. So Luna went alone and had a great time floating from one group to another. She figured she’d see Cami somewhere if it was meant to happen since her boy was performing. She finally caught a glimpse of the girl by the water as the sun started to get low in the sky. In a move that annoyed her intensely, she snapped a pic of her on her phone and sent it to her as she walked up. “You know what? I don’t look at you and think she’s a lake girlie but this backdrop works for you.” @lelandpalmer-chw​

“My fingers are starting to wrinkle, so I’m taking that as my cue to call it a night.” Des sighed heavily, hanging the towel he’d been using to dry off over his head. The party was bound to rage on for at least a few more hours but he knew he’d had enough. “Do you want to get out of here? I can’t drive but it’s only a few miles back to my apartment and the walk might be nice.” @mclliefitz​

“Fuckk,” Xander groaned as one of the water cannons got him in passing, and while he’d planned to go down by the lake eventually he didn’t intend to get completely soaked. Pulling his shirt over his head, he got a few whistles from passers by and rolled his eyes. “Yeah yeah, keep it moving. They don’t got another setting on that thing besides, I don’t know, Shamu?”