I get it…you just want to tell people “it’s not ok to talk to me that way”

There was a medium-sized beach party. Tyler's party bus with the roof-mounted speaker continued with the pop music, kinda hard to miss given the rainbow colors.

And the Edgewater food trucks with their own colorful arrangements, though a few of them shuttered because they ran out of food for the evening.

The group of them were chatting under a now-completely-unnecessary giant umbrella, so Fred and Jeff were dismantling it.

Talia Amin gets a bit of a snort. "I don't know, really into diplomacy? I uh… l-like politicians? Or like do you mean foreign diplomats? That's still really cool!"

Holly hadn't seen Schitt's Creek yet, even though everyone and their mom has been telling her she Needs to see it. It's in the queue!

"Oh you'd be surprised how much of it is just a matter of holding a title and collecting 'compensation' for a shocking little amount of actual economic value. The neoliberal dream, am I right?"

Clearly, she didn't think she deserved anything, but she wasn't about to launch into existential crisis about first-world guilt.

Dylan Bode earned a sincere smile back, like… that was rare from Holly just in principle. One of the fakest people in The City actually happy for someone? Especially a grieving someone getting back to his feet? Between Dylan and Leo, they needed the affirmation and healing and she offered the rockstar a squeeze of his shoulder.

She glanced between him and the other healing human Leo Sterling who complained Holly was underselling, perhaps just flatteringly as Leo looked over the atch. "No seriously, Leo is a superhero—OH speaking of which! OH my god what are the chances?!"

Unaware that V. Vander's ears were plugged with earbuds, she tried to shout out at the pink-haired jogger.

"Oh my god that's her, Leo! That's the lesbian superhero!"

ok..
hugs

Primo..you here for 15? please..I could use a friend just to sit with..you don't have to tell me I was right..just sit..?

I get it…you just want to tell people “it’s not ok to talk to me that wat”

Maybe I'll see you around. :)

You’re unique here in SOI, then…admitting that you did something you regret…
There’s a lot of bi-polar, “forgot to take my meds” nonsense going on around me lately and that’s another factor affecting my decision

I'm not proud of it..even though I felt justified at tine..n maybe I was..I nlasted off nuclear bitch..n now I feel badly

Leaving a key

You get a grin back, a touch self-conscious.

"No, it's cool. I just turned 23. I haven't really been out of school long.

"I love New York, but Plus One was kind of a dream project. It was amazing, it was, just..." he trails off, shaking his head a little at himself. No being sad, that was kind of his promise to himself.

"Figuring out what to do when the thing you've been planning forever is tough, I guess."

aware of a few people looking at us and, even, a couple of guys focussing their attention on me.

but i pay them no mind and keep laughing and joking with my friends, talking loudly over the music being played.

of you'll excuse me..I need to get my makeup off dear..maybe back in 15..otherwise sleep well..kiss n poofs

Reading My Mail.

You’re unique here in SOI, then…admitting that you did something you regret…

There’s a lot of bi-polar, “forgot to take my meds” nonsense going on around me lately and that’s another factor affecmy decision

I mean trying poetry if I'm in the mood.

good for you dear

that's half if life I guess..trying

Reading My mail.
Smiles.

Before exiting.

(step)mom?

I try still. Sometimes.

If they could read minds, they might blush. Seriously though, Dylan Bode!

A grin back, "Entertaining kids is serious business."

Eyes flit down for a moment at the play of teeth on lips, but just a moment.

"I think you probably can. You seem to have a good sense of it."

A warm smile back, "I think I may have said angel, at one point, but either way, miraculous, right?"

Holly Blanc -

"Holly is underselling herself," chiming in again. "She worked her ass off, and she was phenomenal."

It's nice to see Courtney up and about, it had been a nasty break.

Brows lift playfully as you move in to seemingly snap their shorts.

The flush starts at the tip of his ears and spreads downward at the compliments. Sheepish smile turning your way. "I mean... yes, yes I do."

A curious look as you head towards the gifts - frankly, a huge pile, given his expectations. At best, he figured, two gifts.

More softly, "thanks." Even before they open it.

A warm, sweet smile as they do accept it. "Holl, this is gorgeous, thank you." It is beautiful.