Despite The Unfamiliarity With The Music, Beverly Had Never Been One To

                    “— you ... you remember me ??” he may not have been the lando finn had known, but there was no question it was him. thank force. for one of the first times that evening finn felt a bit more RELAXED. “there is, but don’t worry ; they have nothing on your style or capes.” finn mused, a short laugh breaking from him. having someone to talk to, a friend, finn felt like maybe there was hope in figuring this all out. “perhaps a bit ago i would’ve agreed. but i’m not sure we know what we’re up against yet. have you heard about the border ?? apparently there’s no way in or out. but there’s gotta be a flaw.” there always was. 

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“ seems the gang’s getting back together. ”  lando’s smile was warm, genuine as he laid eyes on the younger man. he couldn’t explain how they were all ending up here, but he would never complain about seeing yet another old friend.  “ it’s good to see you again, finn. and thankfully under much calmer circumstances this time. ”  taking a sip of his drink, he glanced around the ballroom before returning his attention to finn.  “ certainly is a pageantry on display tonight, isn’t it? ”

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 (2010) dir. David Yates

edgcofgreat​  /  draco malfoy * !!

                Draco  had  to  admit  that,  although  he  was  trying  to  give  himself  a  fresh  start,  he  really  didn’t  believe  that  anyone  besides  Hermione  would  give  him  the  chance.  Of  all  people,  though,  he  supposed  Luna  would  be  most  likely  to,  and  clearly  that  was  the  case.  ‘  That’s  how  I’ve  chosen  to  see  it.  ”  He  spoke,  hand  absent-mindedly  going  to  the  spot  where  his  dark  mark  once  was.  His  tattoo  was  covered  by  his  tuxedo  sleeve,  but  still.  “  I  can  think  of  about  a  hundred  places  that  would  be  worse  than  this,  surprisingly  enough.  ”

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                    well, make that another thing the two apparently agreed on. they wouldn’t have believed they ever would a few years ago. but people evolved, luna would be one of the first to agree with that too. how dull, being the same person throughout one’s entire life. “well, college is certainly better than high school ever was.” luna may still be an  o u t s i d e r  to most, a friend a RARITY, but it was more common to see people being their true selves && not be questioned for it. “&& the states have way better food, even if we never went hungry back home either.” luna mused, attempting to lighten the air.

johanna tag dump.

                    social gatherings weren’t exactly johanna’s thing, but she’d be anywhere that had a good drink. velvet bourbon was one of her favorites because they didn’t stiff on the alcohol like most places did. a few drinks && she was almost happily buzzed, enough at least to not be a total asshole. though, admittedly, she almost laughed at the sight of entertainment. “yeah, people around here are dicks. they never change, not matter where you are.” johanna mused, dark gaze wandering over the stain. “that’s not gonna come out. they like their drinks fruity && dark it seems. an asshole who also has bad taste.”

               Alec  spent  just  a  little  too  much  time  at  Velvet  Bourbon,  but  he  was  a  social  guy  and  liked  to  people-watch.  At  least,  this  Alec  did.  Normally,  Alec  Lightwood  would  be  off  working,  or  spending  time  with  his  family,  not  slicking  his  hair  back  in  a  small  mirror  in  the  corner  of  the  dining  room.  After  he  determined  that  every  hair  was  perfectly  in  place,  he  turned  and  was  immediately  met  with  a  spilled  drink  on  his  shirt.  “  Hey,  this  is  brand  new!  ”  He  called  out  to  the  person  who  had  now  completely  walked  away,  as  if  nothing  happened.  “  Asshole.  ”  He  muttered,  reaching  for  a  napkin  to  blot  at  the  stain.

edgcofgreat​  /  alec lightwood * !!

               “  Yeah,  tell  me  about  it.  ”  Alec  shook  his  head,  throwing  the  napkin  back  onto  the  table  in  frustration.  “  Damn  it.  I  liked  this  one,  too.  ”  He  muttered.  He  didn’t  know  when  he  got  so  into  fashion,  it  almost  just  happened  one  day.  Still,  he  certainly  wasn’t  complaining.  He  knew  he  was  a  handsome  guy,  might  as  well  draw  some  attention  to  it.  “  In  my  opinion,  there’s  nothing  wrong  with  a  fruity  drink  every  once  in  a  while.  I  just  prefer  them  in  a  glass,  not  on  my  clothes.  ”

                    “well, guess you’ll just have to spill more drinks on it. that way you can say it was all part of the design. you can buy shirts with purposeful HOLES now, after all.” seemed to johanna something that people in the capitol might once have liked. frivolous, ridiculous things to ‘ make a statement. ’ but to her, the only statement it made was how disgusting they truly could be. “perhaps. though if you can’t taste the alcohol, is there even a point ??” 

fadedlustre​  /  mike hanlon * !!

it was weird. getting hugs from any of the losers was… it was an experience. he really hadn’t realised just how much he missed his friends over the last few years even if apparently he’d seen them until they all came back. he laughed at her comment, although it was a surprise. did… was bev affected like he was? “i’ve been good,” he replied, shaking his head as he took a step back and just took in the woman for a moment. “i mean, you know, aside from being dragged into another strange town and everything. how have you been?”

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                    bev’s smile faltered at his words. “bill mentioned popping up outta nowhere ; did that happen to you too ??” it was indescribable, how it felt to remember them && to have them here with her. but she didn’t want it if it meant this place was anything like derry. ivywood once felt like the HOME she never had. but now it’d be a lie to say she wasn’t worried. regardless, a grin once again tugged at her lips. “i’ve been alright. managed to miraculously make it through school && have been trying this fashion thing out.” eyes bright, brow arched at a thought. “drinks to celebrate ?? besides i wanna hear everything. how’s the farm ?? && florida, right ?? please tell me you went somehow, someway.”

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

ben: yep, that's exactly why i keep you around

ben: maybe i'll dig up that denim vest i wore the day we met

ben: that would be a throwback, huh?

beverly: only maybe?🥺

beverly: but do you have a brown shirt and khaki shorts?

beverly: my hair is long enough to wear in a side pony again. MAYBE i'll wear it that way again 😊

                    beverly never thought she’d meet someone who could talk as much as richie. perhaps he still beat lila out, but the fact that it was even close ?? she was pleasantly surprised. bev could practically hear what richie’s rant when she told him he had some competition. she didn’t mind it however, never did. if anything she liked listening — it was an easy way to stop her ongoing thoughts && at least this was interesting. italy — the food, the fashion, it was a place only for her dreams, or so it’d seem. “well, sounds like the definition of romance if you ask me. who knows, maybe he’ll find his way here. every good rom-com gets a sequel, right ??” wide smile warmed her features, lips pursed as she tried to recall. “i think we were talking about what we’d use our coins to wish for.” she pondered, rolling the penny in her hands as she looked from the other to the coin filled fountain. “i’m sure this is nothing compared to the trevi fountain. but now i honestly think i might use my wish for pizza.”

“that reminds me of italy last summer. my mom wanted to go back up there to spend some time with my family — which, sidebar, my family owns this cute little pizzeria up there and i swear! they have the best pizza i have ever tasted! — but, anyways, i met this guy. and it felt like.. love at first sight. he was the cutest i have ever seen, it was just so.. different! we spent almost the entire summer together,” lila sighed happily, reminiscing on what could have been a truthful story. lila lied like it was her job, so of course, here she was lying about another story. “he was like… mine for the summer. we went on hikes, ate at all of the restaurants that he wanted to show me. i felt like i was in the lizzie mcguire movie. and when the summer was nearly over, i took him to my family’s little pizzeria and we shared a slice of pizza and watched the sunset fall. it was the most romantic thing i have ever witnessed. sometimes i wish i could go back there, but i have my duties here,” lila shrugged lightly, a bright smile on her lips. she always held herself to make her stories look like they true. how could so many details be made up on the spot? “but enough about me, what were we talking about again?”

edgcofgreat​  /  ben hanscom * !!

               Ben  couldn’t  help  the  blush  that  crept  onto  his  cheeks.  Jesus,  he  was  a  grown  man,  why  was  he  acting  like  this?  Because  it’s  Bev,  that’s  why.  “  If  it  makes  you  feel  any  better,  I’m  sure  you’re  a  more  tolerable  drunk  than  I  am.  ”  He  got  giggly  when  he  drank,  and  even  though  he  knew  that  Bev  had  seen  him  like  that  before,  something  about  her  seeing  him  like  that  still  made  him  nervous.  “  Well,  something  tells  me  that  this  isn’t  exactly  the  occasion  to  order  a  beer.  ”  He  chuckled  softly,  looking  toward  the  bar  and  shaking  his  head.  He'd  been  in  enough  formal  occasions  to  know  that.  “  Which  is  exactly  why  I’ve  learned  to  appreciate  a  good  whiskey.  ”

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                    "oh, i don’t know about that ben hanscom ; i can’t see you ever being even remotely intolerable.” how bev behaved while intoxicated depended much on the drink of choice && what happened that night, ranging from the silent overly-emotional type to the happy, affectionate type. ever unpredictable as always. the thought came to her without many other clues, but it felt right. she’d get a clue as to why later that evening. “— you could probably be drunk && still design the prettiest of buildings. architect, right ??” bev mused, only to soon chuckle along with him. “damn, just what i was about to order.” she jested, ordering her usual vodka && mixer — this time cranberry juice. “well, cheers. to you being fancy && us being tolerable drunks.”