Wonder Woman
Rpns Heroic Father Figure
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text]Having a party at her extravagant house on the east side was nothing Stella wasn't used to. Shit, even when she lived on the shitty west side, parties were frequently thrown at her place for one simple reason: her mom didn't care. Either she was out with a guy or passed out in her room, thanks to the liquor and the sleeping pills. It was a wonder the woman even woke up.
Of course now that they lived with her fucking boyfriend, she had tried to become a parental figure to Stella. That hadn't gone over very well. She'd convinced them to go out of town, as an end of the summer thing. She couldn't believe it when they agreed with her, but now she was throwing the bombest party ever.
People had started arriving ages ago, and the party was in full swing now. Already sporting a red solo cup, she greeted people as they entered. So far, no one had overdosed or had to be kicked out, so she considered the night an impending success. Music blasted out on the back deck, where she currently stood, gazing out at the people skinny dipping. Maybe she'd join them later.
For now, her outfit was too nice not to show off. The money on the east side was good, she had to admit. It was amazing that the east side and the west side were even the same town. Bumming a cigarette off of a nearby dude, she lit it and tucked her lighter back into her top, blowing out smoke across the backyard.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text]Having a party at her extravagant house on the east side was nothing Stella wasn't used to. Shit, even when she lived on the shitty west side, parties were frequently thrown at her place for one simple reason: her mom didn't care. Either she was out with a guy or passed out in her room, thanks to the liquor and the sleeping pills. It was a wonder the woman even woke up.
Of course now that they lived with her fucking boyfriend, she had tried to become a parental figure to Stella. That hadn't gone over very well. She'd convinced them to go out of town, as an end of the summer thing. She couldn't believe it when they agreed with her, but now she was throwing the bombest party ever.
People had started arriving ages ago, and the party was in full swing now. Already sporting a red solo cup, she greeted people as they entered. So far, no one had overdosed or had to be kicked out, so she considered the night an impending success. Music blasted out on the back deck, where she currently stood, gazing out at the people skinny dipping. Maybe she'd join them later.
For now, her outfit was too nice not to show off. The money on the east side was good, she had to admit. It was amazing that the east side and the west side were even the same town. Bumming a cigarette off of a nearby dude, she lit it and tucked her lighter back into her top, blowing out smoke across the backyard.
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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Katherine rolled her eyes as her mother bickered at her about being home at a decent time. Midnight? Yeah, right. She just nodded in agreement to make the conversation end faster but they both knew she would be in way past this so called curfew. Grabbing the keys to her bike, which used to be one of her father's, she rushed out the door to avoid anymore time with her mother. She checked to be sure she hadn't forgotten her personal party favors before riding off.
She wasn't sure how she'd been talked into going to this party. Not that it was hard to talk her into any party but this one in particular was at Stella Rhodes house. She and Stella had be best friends growing up and Kat honestly never thought there would be a day when they weren't friends. That was until Stella moved to the east side of Ships Haven. Katherine knew it wasn't her choice but she didn't seem to put up much of a fight about it either. Why would she? Now she gets to live in the nice neighborhood, in a luxurious house and pretend like she actually belonged there. It was such a damn joke.
Still, she would be transferring to Ships Haven Prep so she may as well go to this party and see what she'd be dealing with. Right? Plus, Shaun had asked her to come and even though he was still friends with 'the enemy', he was also one of her best friends too. As she rode up to the house she scoffed under her breath. "What is this? The fucking white house?" she rolled her eyes, securing her bike and pulling out her phone to text her friend. *Where the hell are you, Shaun? I just got here.* She hit send and then slid her phone in her back pocket, figuring that she might as well go inside and see if he was already there.
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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Katherine rolled her eyes as her mother bickered at her about being home at a decent time. Midnight? Yeah, right. She just nodded in agreement to make the conversation end faster but they both knew she would be in way past this so called curfew. Grabbing the keys to her bike, which used to be one of her father's, she rushed out the door to avoid anymore time with her mother. She checked to be sure she hadn't forgotten her personal party favors before riding off.
She wasn't sure how she'd been talked into going to this party. Not that it was hard to talk her into any party but this one in particular was at Stella Rhodes house. She and Stella had be best friends growing up and Kat honestly never thought there would be a day when they weren't friends. That was until Stella moved to the east side of Ships Haven. Katherine knew it wasn't her choice but she didn't seem to put up much of a fight about it either. Why would she? Now she gets to live in the nice neighborhood, in a luxurious house and pretend like she actually belonged there. It was such a damn joke.
Still, she would be transferring to Ships Haven Prep so she may as well go to this party and see what she'd be dealing with. Right? Plus, Shaun had asked her to come and even though he was still friends with 'the enemy', he was also one of her best friends too. As she rode up to the house she scoffed under her breath. "What is this? The fucking white house?" she rolled her eyes, securing her bike and pulling out her phone to text her friend. *Where the hell are you, Shaun? I just got here.* She hit send and then slid her phone in her back pocket, figuring that she might as well go inside and see if he was already there.
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[div class=container][div class=textbox]Jude was no stranger to parties. In fact, she's been to more parties than she could count, however this party is different. This was the first party of the school year and the first party to officially include the West-siders. Sure, Jude has been to parties that had people from both sides of town attending, but this was the first that specifically included them. To Jude, this was an important night for first impressions since both sides of town will now be going to school under the same roof. Now that she thought about it, Stella's house is the perfect place for both sides to come together since she is one of the few that actually had lived in both sides of town.
Jude had spent the past two hours getting ready, most of it spent making sure her hair and makeup were perfect. She was determined to make a good first impression because she really wanted this school year to go well. After the disaster that was the past year of her life, she just wanted an easy time. Though, she was sure that would not be easy with all the drama that is bound to happen between the East-siders and West-siders. She was just about ready to go, so she slipped on her shoes and took the last sip of her iced tea she had with her. She straightened up the mess she had made while getting ready. She wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if her room was a mess and she knew she wouldn't be in a state to clean it later. She placed her glass into the dishwasher and walked out her front door, making sure it was locked behind her. She called an uber for the party, knowing that she was going to be drinking, and waited for it to arrive.
After the short, slightly uncomfortable, ride was over, Jude was at Stella's. She could hear the music pumping from the street. Slipping her phone into her back pocket, she walked up to the door. She could feel her heart rate pick up slightly. Would everyone like her? Does she look okay? Maybe she should just wait outside for Miles or Donatella so she didn't have to walk in alone. She let out a sigh and pushed those thoughts away. She walked through the door and into the party. Jude didn't immediately spot her friends from the door, so she walked in and made her way to where the drinks were. She poured herself a drink and pulled out her phone. No messages. She put it back in her pocket and looked around a bit more to see if she could find her friends.[/div][/div]
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[div class=container][div class=textbox]Jude was no stranger to parties. In fact, she's been to more parties than she could count, however this party is different. This was the first party of the school year and the first party to officially include the West-siders. Sure, Jude has been to parties that had people from both sides of town attending, but this was the first that specifically included them. To Jude, this was an important night for first impressions since both sides of town will now be going to school under the same roof. Now that she thought about it, Stella's house is the perfect place for both sides to come together since she is one of the few that actually had lived in both sides of town.
Jude had spent the past two hours getting ready, most of it spent making sure her hair and makeup were perfect. She was determined to make a good first impression because she really wanted this school year to go well. After the disaster that was the past year of her life, she just wanted an easy time. Though, she was sure that would not be easy with all the drama that is bound to happen between the East-siders and West-siders. She was just about ready to go, so she slipped on her shoes and took the last sip of her iced tea she had with her. She straightened up the mess she had made while getting ready. She wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if her room was a mess and she knew she wouldn't be in a state to clean it later. She placed her glass into the dishwasher and walked out her front door, making sure it was locked behind her. She called an uber for the party, knowing that she was going to be drinking, and waited for it to arrive.
After the short, slightly uncomfortable, ride was over, Jude was at Stella's. She could hear the music pumping from the street. Slipping her phone into her back pocket, she walked up to the door. She could feel her heart rate pick up slightly. Would everyone like her? Does she look okay? Maybe she should just wait outside for Miles or Donatella so she didn't have to walk in alone. She let out a sigh and pushed those thoughts away. She walked through the door and into the party. Jude didn't immediately spot her friends from the door, so she walked in and made her way to where the drinks were. She poured herself a drink and pulled out her phone. No messages. She put it back in her pocket and looked around a bit more to see if she could find her friends.[/div][/div]
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Rpns Heroic Father Figure
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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] After looking around for Shaun, Kat realized he probably hadn't arrived yet. She sighed and walked towards the coolers for a drink, pulling out a wine cooler. "Don't they have anything stronger around here?" she groaned, to herself as she opened the drink and took a sip. It literally tasted like someone added a drop of alcohol to a damn juice box. She rolled her eyes but drank from the cold bottle anyway, letting her gaze wander until they found the back door. She could use a blunt so she decided to make her way outside.
After finally emerging from the crowd of people and ending up on the back deck, she noticed Dev and another girl she recognized. Winter. She knew of Winter because of Jensen, who she only knew because of her ex, but she had never talked to the girl. She seemed different from most west-siders. She was soft spoken and just all around seemed like a sweetheart. While that wasn't a bad thing, it could be seen as a weakness when you came from where they did. "Where did you guys find that? I got stuck with this shit." she laughed a little, holding up the wine cooler. Kat and Dev weren't close or anything but they had hung out a number of times and got along for the most part. They had gotten into it a few times due to their similar personalities clashing but nothing major. Yet.
"Winter, right? I know your brother but I don't think we've ever actually met. I'm Kat," she introduced herself before turning her attention back to Dev. She could see the faint bruise on her face, which was mostly covered by makeup. Kat could only assume that the other girl looked much worse. She quickly knocked back the rest of the fruity drink and pulled a blunt from her leather jacket. Lighting it, she took a long drag before offering it to the two girls. "Want a hit?" she asked simply, holding the blunt out. She desperately needed to find a bottle of patron, she didn’t want to be anywhere near sober and a shot sounded perfect right now. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] After looking around for Shaun, Kat realized he probably hadn't arrived yet. She sighed and walked towards the coolers for a drink, pulling out a wine cooler. "Don't they have anything stronger around here?" she groaned, to herself as she opened the drink and took a sip. It literally tasted like someone added a drop of alcohol to a damn juice box. She rolled her eyes but drank from the cold bottle anyway, letting her gaze wander until they found the back door. She could use a blunt so she decided to make her way outside.
After finally emerging from the crowd of people and ending up on the back deck, she noticed Dev and another girl she recognized. Winter. She knew of Winter because of Jensen, who she only knew because of her ex, but she had never talked to the girl. She seemed different from most west-siders. She was soft spoken and just all around seemed like a sweetheart. While that wasn't a bad thing, it could be seen as a weakness when you came from where they did. "Where did you guys find that? I got stuck with this shit." she laughed a little, holding up the wine cooler. Kat and Dev weren't close or anything but they had hung out a number of times and got along for the most part. They had gotten into it a few times due to their similar personalities clashing but nothing major. Yet.
"Winter, right? I know your brother but I don't think we've ever actually met. I'm Kat," she introduced herself before turning her attention back to Dev. She could see the faint bruise on her face, which was mostly covered by makeup. Kat could only assume that the other girl looked much worse. She quickly knocked back the rest of the fruity drink and pulled a blunt from her leather jacket. Lighting it, she took a long drag before offering it to the two girls. "Want a hit?" she asked simply, holding the blunt out. She desperately needed to find a bottle of patron, she didn’t want to be anywhere near sober and a shot sounded perfect right now. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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erzulie
cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul
“Ms.Donatella, your parents will not be returning from their respective meetings until early Monday morning. They will be here to see you off for you first day back to school.” A middle aged woman stood inside of a rather large closet, her posture ramrod straight as she spoke to the young woman gazing at herself in the mirror.
“Yes that’s fine, tell them to be safe and that I love them.” The young heiress only half listened as Tatiana, one of her personal maids, spoke to her. Donatella was not surprised in the slightest. Her parents were never home for too long but she understood that they had responsibilities to take care of. They usually made it up to her and siblings in some way, being it an expensive gift or a family trip to their home country. And speaking of her siblings, Donatella turned to look at her older sister Gabrielle. “So? Si o no?” She gave her a little twirl. Donatella has been trying on outfits for hours and now she believed that she had found the perfect one.
“It looks great, the color really goes well with your complexion. I adore the jeweled bra though, a bit saucy but not too much.” Gabrielle looked her sister over. She was glad that Donatella had asked her to help her get ready for the party. Seeing as she was in town for a little while, she didn’t see why not. Gabrielle stood up and stretched. “Let’s go, I’ll walk you to your car.
The two sisters headed out after that. They lingered outside of the car for a few minutes due to Gabrielle telling Donatella to be safe and to remind her the do’s and don’t of going to parties. The younger sister rolled her eyes, shooing Gabrielle away. “Yes I know, don’t leave my drink unattended, don’t do drugs, è perforato nel mio signore del cervello!” Donatella sighed in slight annoyance. Have a few more gentle shoves her sister relented and the young woman was off.
Upon reaching Stella’s house Donatella parked her car and headed inside. The party seemed to be in full swing already. Donatella scanned the crowd briefly to see if Jude or Miles had made it. When she spotted them by the refreshments Donatella sauntered over, grabbing a wine cooler for herself in the process. “Ciao. How is the party so far?”
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Jude turned when she heard a familiar voice greet her. Miles. She had no doubt that he was going to be here; he was never one to miss a party. He’s gotten her into trouble a few times at parties. Not really, but she’s indulged a bit more than she intended to on quite a few occasions of partying with him. “Miles! What a surprise to see you here,” she joked. She was relieved to be with a friend. She wasn’t a clingy person, but she did tend to follow her friends around parties because she didn’t want to be stuck alone and overwhelmed. She grinned at Miles. “So how do you think this is going to go? A party for both sides of town. Any bets on the first fight?” she asked.
Soon after, Donatella arrived, boosting Jude’s mood. She was always glad to be with her friends. She gave Donatella a bright smile. “Great now that you guys are here. I had only just gotten my drink when Miles found me, so you haven’t missed anything,” she stated. Jude took a sip of her drink. She didn’t mind drinking wine coolers or harder stuff. As long as it did its job, she didn’t care. “I was just asking Miles about how long he thinks it’ll be for the first fight to happen between people from both sides of town. I’m thinking either tonight or within the first week of school. You know people from both sides are very biased, so someone is definitely gonna run their mouth to the wrong person,” she explained to her friend.
Jude didn’t really care about the whole divide in the town. She didn’t know anyone from the West side aside from Stella and Devin. They definitely were tougher than most people she knew from the East side, but she was sure the rumors were a bit exaggerated. The couldn’t all be cold-hearted, violent, delinquents. Jude was also very aware of the biases the East-siders hold. She had some of her very own and had a bit of a reality check when she realized her perspective was changing after meeting and interacting with people at the hospital. She realized just how good she had it, not having to worry about clothes or bills. Though Chloe made sure to make sure she didn’t turn out spoiled, Jude definitely was a bit entitled, she realized.
Because of this, Jude took the time she spent in the hospital to not only recover physically and mentally, but to also work on how she viewed the world and treated the people in it. She absolutely never wanted to be like her parents, throwing money at a problem but not caring enough to see if it was fixed. They were so focused on working and making money that they sacrificed what little relationship they had left with Jude. Now, they haven’t spoken for over a year at this point. Though they are rarely home, the days they are home are spent quietly avoiding each other. Sometimes, Jude even stays with Chloe or a friend to avoid her parents. Not that they seem to care. [/div][/div]
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Jude turned when she heard a familiar voice greet her. Miles. She had no doubt that he was going to be here; he was never one to miss a party. He’s gotten her into trouble a few times at parties. Not really, but she’s indulged a bit more than she intended to on quite a few occasions of partying with him. “Miles! What a surprise to see you here,” she joked. She was relieved to be with a friend. She wasn’t a clingy person, but she did tend to follow her friends around parties because she didn’t want to be stuck alone and overwhelmed. She grinned at Miles. “So how do you think this is going to go? A party for both sides of town. Any bets on the first fight?” she asked.
Soon after, Donatella arrived, boosting Jude’s mood. She was always glad to be with her friends. She gave Donatella a bright smile. “Great now that you guys are here. I had only just gotten my drink when Miles found me, so you haven’t missed anything,” she stated. Jude took a sip of her drink. She didn’t mind drinking wine coolers or harder stuff. As long as it did its job, she didn’t care. “I was just asking Miles about how long he thinks it’ll be for the first fight to happen between people from both sides of town. I’m thinking either tonight or within the first week of school. You know people from both sides are very biased, so someone is definitely gonna run their mouth to the wrong person,” she explained to her friend.
Jude didn’t really care about the whole divide in the town. She didn’t know anyone from the West side aside from Stella and Devin. They definitely were tougher than most people she knew from the East side, but she was sure the rumors were a bit exaggerated. The couldn’t all be cold-hearted, violent, delinquents. Jude was also very aware of the biases the East-siders hold. She had some of her very own and had a bit of a reality check when she realized her perspective was changing after meeting and interacting with people at the hospital. She realized just how good she had it, not having to worry about clothes or bills. Though Chloe made sure to make sure she didn’t turn out spoiled, Jude definitely was a bit entitled, she realized.
Because of this, Jude took the time she spent in the hospital to not only recover physically and mentally, but to also work on how she viewed the world and treated the people in it. She absolutely never wanted to be like her parents, throwing money at a problem but not caring enough to see if it was fixed. They were so focused on working and making money that they sacrificed what little relationship they had left with Jude. Now, they haven’t spoken for over a year at this point. Though they are rarely home, the days they are home are spent quietly avoiding each other. Sometimes, Jude even stays with Chloe or a friend to avoid her parents. Not that they seem to care. [/div][/div]
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apolla
❛ it's only love, nobody dies ❜
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text]TJ, for one, was excited about the prospect of the party. Girls? Drugs? Drinking? Music and dancing? He was for sure in. He had his music blasting while he was getting ready, currently standing shirtless in front of his mirror. He was staring at the tattoos on his chest, quite intently, so when his little sisters voice reached his ears he jumped.
Hearing her giggle, he turned to glare at her, though he knew-- and she knew-- that he couldn't stay mad at her. "You need to watch yourself, missy." He warned her, moving to turn down the screaming stereo.
"Oh, whatever. Are you going out?" She frowned, appearing much older than her actual age in that moment.
"Yes." He answered her honestly, reaching for the blunt in his ashtray. Lighting it, he blew the smoke up towards the ceiling fan before turning back to her. "You gonna be okay?"
She hopped onto his bed. "Aren't I always?"
He smirked and ruffled her hair, hitting the blunt a few more times before putting it out. "Good. See you later, kiddo. No drugs, remember?" He grinned and disappeared, missing her roll her eyes.
Shortly after leaving, he arrived at the fancy party house. Whistling to himself, he parked and headed in, grabbing a drink first thing. Miles was there, and so was Jude. Flashing the pair a goofy grin, he held up his drink in a cheers before gulping half of it down. "Hey dudes. Hows the party so far?"
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text]TJ, for one, was excited about the prospect of the party. Girls? Drugs? Drinking? Music and dancing? He was for sure in. He had his music blasting while he was getting ready, currently standing shirtless in front of his mirror. He was staring at the tattoos on his chest, quite intently, so when his little sisters voice reached his ears he jumped.
Hearing her giggle, he turned to glare at her, though he knew-- and she knew-- that he couldn't stay mad at her. "You need to watch yourself, missy." He warned her, moving to turn down the screaming stereo.
"Oh, whatever. Are you going out?" She frowned, appearing much older than her actual age in that moment.
"Yes." He answered her honestly, reaching for the blunt in his ashtray. Lighting it, he blew the smoke up towards the ceiling fan before turning back to her. "You gonna be okay?"
She hopped onto his bed. "Aren't I always?"
He smirked and ruffled her hair, hitting the blunt a few more times before putting it out. "Good. See you later, kiddo. No drugs, remember?" He grinned and disappeared, missing her roll her eyes.
Shortly after leaving, he arrived at the fancy party house. Whistling to himself, he parked and headed in, grabbing a drink first thing. Miles was there, and so was Jude. Flashing the pair a goofy grin, he held up his drink in a cheers before gulping half of it down. "Hey dudes. Hows the party so far?"
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erzulie
cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul
When he had gotten a text from one of his members about some party on the East side, Malik had ignored it completely. He had more important things to do than to crash some party. So he went about his business for day, however the topic continued to pop up here and there which caused him to begin thinking about it. In the end he had decided to go. If he was gonna attend their school it would be a good way to start remembering faces. He was sure that some of his clients were there as well. And while Malik no longer sold the drugs, he had people for that, it could be a great way to get more clients.
So with that thought in mind he had made his decision. Malik stood in his room, brushing his waves with his hard brush. For someone who lived on the West his room was rather lavish, the same could be said about the trailer as a whole. As soon as he was able he’d bought him and his family a new trailer, bigger with more rooms and less damage. Malik could have very well moved to the East but he decided against it. The west would always be his home.
Once he was done getting ready Malik headed out, passing by his mother who was in the living room. With a quick kiss to the check he was on his way. Living where he did meant that the drive to the party was a little longer. Thankfully traffic wasn’t heavy. When Malik finally arrived he parked his car and headed inside. The young man looked around the room, realizing that he was amongst the tallest. Malik gave himself a little tour of the house, just in case shit popped off and he needed to make a quick exit. Eventually he found himself in the backyard.
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apolla
❛ it's only love, nobody dies ❜
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background: url(https://media.giphy.com/media/eah79y6WPq65i/giphy.gif);
border: 2px solid #FFD700;
background-size: 200%;
background-position: 50% 50%;
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position: relative;
overflow: auto;
width: 135px;
height: 90px;
font-size: 12px;
font-family: veranda;
line-height: 15px;
color: #707070;
padding: 8px;
text-align: justify;
[/class][class=tagcontainer]
position: absolute;
overflow: hidden;
width: 150px;
height: 90px;
left: 25px;
top: 186px;
border: 2px solid #FFD700;
[/class][class=line]
overflow: visible;
position: absolute;
top: 24.5px;
left: 283.5px;
width: 3px;
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background-color: #000000;
[/class][class=title]
position: absolute;
left: 196px;
top: 20px;
overflow: visible;
width: 81px;
height: 276px;
text-align: center;
font-family: Heiti TC;
font-style: normal;
font-weight: lighter;
font-size: 20px;
color: #C71585;
[/class][class=credit]
position: absolute;
left: 481px;
top: 286px;
overflow: visible;
width: 120px;
height: 10px;
text-align: center;
font-family: Heiti TC;
font-style: normal;
font-weight: lighter;
font-size: 9px;
color: #707070;
[/class][class=text]
position: relative;
overflow: auto;
width: 270px;
height: 252px;
font-size: 14px;
font-family: veranda;
line-height: 12px;
color: #707070;
padding: 8px;
text-align: justify;
[/class][class=textcontainer]
position: absolute;
overflow: hidden;
width: 285px;
height: 252px;
left: 304px;
top: 24px;
border: 2px solid #FFD700;[/class]
[div class=custom___1]
[div class=pic][/div]
[div class=tagcontainer][div class=tag]mood:: "Well, well, well."
location:: back deck
interactions:: Mailk yet
outfit:: This, baby
tags:: Malik (
erzulie
)
[/div][/div]
[div class=line][/div]
[div class=title]
S
T
E
L
L
A[/div]
[div class=credit]code :: yousmelldead[/div]
[div class=textcontainer][div class=text]Taking another drag off of her cigarette, she waved at someone who came through the sliding glass back door. They headed for the pool area, but that didn't bother Stella. She didn't fool herself into thinking everyone here was her friend, or even liked her. Most of the east siders still viewed her as an outsider.
Whatever.
A familiar face appeared a few moments later. Intrigued, she pushed herself up and ambled in his direction. "Well, well, well. Malik. I wouldn't be a good host if I didn't say hi to everyone." She smiled at him, gesturing out to the house and backyard. "What do you think of the party so far?" She hadn't seen him much since moving. He was someone she was always grateful had been on her side, and never against each other.
Plus he was honest and loyal to those who deserved it, and that was something she could respect. "How you been, Malik?"
[/div][/div]
[/div]
position: relative;
box-sizing: border-box;
width: 600px;
height: 300px;
background-color: #fff;
overflow: hidden;
margin-right: auto;
margin-left: auto;
padding: 0;
[/class][class=pic]
position: absolute;
overflow: auto;
width: 150px;
height: 150px;
left: 25px;
top: 20px;
background: url(https://media.giphy.com/media/eah79y6WPq65i/giphy.gif);
border: 2px solid #FFD700;
background-size: 200%;
background-position: 50% 50%;
[/class][class=tag]
position: relative;
overflow: auto;
width: 135px;
height: 90px;
font-size: 12px;
font-family: veranda;
line-height: 15px;
color: #707070;
padding: 8px;
text-align: justify;
[/class][class=tagcontainer]
position: absolute;
overflow: hidden;
width: 150px;
height: 90px;
left: 25px;
top: 186px;
border: 2px solid #FFD700;
[/class][class=line]
overflow: visible;
position: absolute;
top: 24.5px;
left: 283.5px;
width: 3px;
height: 251.008px;
background-color: #000000;
[/class][class=title]
position: absolute;
left: 196px;
top: 20px;
overflow: visible;
width: 81px;
height: 276px;
text-align: center;
font-family: Heiti TC;
font-style: normal;
font-weight: lighter;
font-size: 20px;
color: #C71585;
[/class][class=credit]
position: absolute;
left: 481px;
top: 286px;
overflow: visible;
width: 120px;
height: 10px;
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font-family: Heiti TC;
font-style: normal;
font-weight: lighter;
font-size: 9px;
color: #707070;
[/class][class=text]
position: relative;
overflow: auto;
width: 270px;
height: 252px;
font-size: 14px;
font-family: veranda;
line-height: 12px;
color: #707070;
padding: 8px;
text-align: justify;
[/class][class=textcontainer]
position: absolute;
overflow: hidden;
width: 285px;
height: 252px;
left: 304px;
top: 24px;
border: 2px solid #FFD700;[/class]
[div class=custom___1]
[div class=pic][/div]
[div class=tagcontainer][div class=tag]mood:: "Well, well, well."
location:: back deck
interactions:: Mailk yet
outfit:: This, baby
tags:: Malik (
erzulie
) [/div][/div]
[div class=line][/div]
[div class=title]
S
T
E
L
L
A[/div]
[div class=credit]code :: yousmelldead[/div]
[div class=textcontainer][div class=text]Taking another drag off of her cigarette, she waved at someone who came through the sliding glass back door. They headed for the pool area, but that didn't bother Stella. She didn't fool herself into thinking everyone here was her friend, or even liked her. Most of the east siders still viewed her as an outsider.
Whatever.
A familiar face appeared a few moments later. Intrigued, she pushed herself up and ambled in his direction. "Well, well, well. Malik. I wouldn't be a good host if I didn't say hi to everyone." She smiled at him, gesturing out to the house and backyard. "What do you think of the party so far?" She hadn't seen him much since moving. He was someone she was always grateful had been on her side, and never against each other.
Plus he was honest and loyal to those who deserved it, and that was something she could respect. "How you been, Malik?"
[/div][/div]
[/div]
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