༄✧ *:･CHRIS. i never thought i would here again, sitting on viviennes bed as she got ready for a party that we both were making fun of. she sat at her vanity, doing her makeup. i felt stupid staring at her, like a lost puppy who hadn't seen it's owner in years.
"stop staring you're going to give me ojo, chris" she whined, turning back to me "did your eyelash pop off!" i asked— it looked fucking weird. WHY WAS IT OFF??
"no" she laughed— god i loved her laugh— "it's a falsie chris"
"oh." my face heated up as she turned back towards the mirror, placing the 'falsie' whatever the fuck that meant onto her eyelash. i couldn't watch
"what are you even dressing up as?" she asked looking back at me. she stood up and grabbed the pile of white clothes that sat on her dresser "no idea"
"hmm.. i have an extra dress shirt if you wanna match me, but you need slacks and a tie" i immediately shook my head "no i'm okay"
"so what are you going to be?" she asked, sounding annoyed, from the bathroom, and she came out in white boots, a short white skirt and corset with a bottle of fake blood in hand
"wanna drown me?" she smiled innocently at me and who was i to resist? "in fake blood?" i asked "duh" her hand placed the bottle in mine, before she dragged me to the bathroom
she stood in the shower, covering her face "okay just.. be gentle" i laughed and immediately dumped it on her head "chris!" she yelled, gripping my arm "vivienne now i look like i killed you!"
"good!" she smiled, hunching over laughing. she had the type of laugh that rappers would make a track with, one that would drive men out of their money. shit she could have MY money if she wanted it
rappers, my mind wandered back to her ex boyfriend, a fucking british rapper "okay okay no more" i placed the bottle on the counter and smiled at her "you look beautiful"
"shut up" she said stepping out of the tub, placing her hand on my face, getting fake blood all over me. only she would be able to get away with this
"i hate you" i moped "no you don't" she reminded me, and she was right. i never have and never will
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༄✧ *:･ 3RD PERSON vivienne wondered if eyes were on them as the two entered a party together, arms linked as she greeted people and he dabbed up those who he knew. she hadn't pregamed yet, so her anxiety and inner thoughts had been screaming at her the entire way there.
people who she hadn't known that well coming up and hugging her as if they'd known her for years, she was only here because of chris. dylan was going to another small garage show with diego, madison might be here and sabrina and olivia both had things early the next morning.
matt and nick came up to them soon. after, smiling "you guys look so good!" nick complimented "well at least viv does, chris you look a little.. bland" the boy stuck out his tongue at his brother
