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[color=8b6969][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — The road  
[color=708090][b]INTERACTIONS[/b][/color] — Each other [sub]([@lovely complex], [@Universorum])[/sub];; Text & Mention of [color=deeppink]Audrey[/color]  [sub]([@Dirty Pretty Lies])[/sub]
[b][color=708090]T[/color][color=8b6969]I[/color][color=708090]M[/color][color=8b6969]E[/color][/b] — Ew. Seriously? A fucking Denny’s? 


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[indent][center][quote=Audrey][b]To: [color=708090]Lyssy[/color], [color=8b6969]Evie[/color]
[color=deeppink]Can you girls meet me at the Denny’s on Fifth? I’m sick and hungry and I need emotional support. :([/color][/b][/quote][/center]


Alyssa had planned to wake up, eat breakfast, cooked by her personal 5-star chef, and then do something cute with Evelyn for the day.


But [i]noooooo[/i], instead she was in the car heading toward a [i]bloody Denny’s[/i], like some dirty trailer trash, hippie, hillbilly, plebeian. God, what did they even serve at Denny’s? Could she even drink their water? It was probably from the fucking tap, which was fed by ancient, rust encrusted piping laid in the fucking 50s. So, no. She couldn’t drink their water. And their [i]food?[/i] Urgh, it made her stomach churn just thinking about it.


[i]Disgusting.[/i]


[color=708090]”Why a [i]bloody[/i] Denny’s? Are Audrey’s taste buds fucking [i]broken?![/i] Ugh.”[/color] Alyssa blew at the strands of blonde hair that had fallen to cover her eyes and scowled, looking toward the driver’s seat, occupied as always, by her Butler, as if the Queen expected him to solve this issue himself.


Butler though, perhaps wisely, chose not to say a word.


One person in the car could stay silent, the other one could not. Primarily because if both did not respond, Alyssa would feel ignored and Eve did not want to deal with the repercussions of her own actions for not replying to her demanding darling. Tapping a pen on her opened composition notebook with manuscript paper, the page titled: [i][b]Fatal Attraction, Be My Sin[/b][/i], the Raven glanced over at her Dove and lightly shrugged in response, “[color=#8B6969]That boy’s done a number on her.[/color]” 


By that, she simply meant Audrey was turning into a lovesick puppy, who couldn’t stop thinking about Troy’s D and whose habits were changing for the worse. The songstress didn’t care that much. If Audrey was happy with food like Troy and Denny’s, that was her own prerogative. Eve would support both her friends - in her own way, which usually entailed her not doing much besides be there to listen and give occasional commentary.


[color=708090]”I ought to kill him. I bet if I told Butler to, he’d do it.”[/color]


Butler nodded.


[color=708090]”See? Told you. Whatever. Drive us to the Denny’s, so I can ruin my entire life by eating some…”[/color] Alyssa rolled her eyes in disgust, before speaking in a mock southern accent, [color=708090]”French fried potaterrrs.”[/color] After his charge spoke, Butler shrugged his shoulders and took the turn, away from the restaurant Alyssa had been considering, and toward the ‘Denny’s on Fifth.’ Couldn’t be that hard to find, after all, they were only in one of the most populated cities in the country--couldn’t be that hard to find the glorified fast food restaurant.


Fucking teenagers.


While the ferocious blonde raged, Eve took a moment to text her other friend with her free hand, since she already knew Alyssa would not. Truly, this was for her own sake because she didn’t need one of her friend’s feeling ignored and the other one being bitter as fuck. 


[center][quote=Evelyn][b]To: [color=deeppink]Huntsberg, Audrey[/color]
[color=#8B6969]Omw. With Lys. Sys.[/color][/b][/quote][/center]




Alyssa shook her head and turned to face Eve, [color=708090]”Regardless, we ought to focus on the business at hand--that is to say, not Audrey’s new boytoy, the savage. But, Dominique, the one who aspires to, ahem, ‘reclaim’ her throne--something that was honestly never hers to begin with. If she wishes to contend for that which belongs to me, I shall crush her like a fly. Send her crying and sobbing back to whatever godforsaken hole she crawled out of.”[/color] Alyssa delicately rubbed at the upper eyelid of her left eye with her right index finger. [color=708090]”We ought to attack where she’s weakest. I’m thinking Ty’s girlfriend, or perhaps her parents divorce. Opinions?”[/color]


Before replying to the blonde beaut, Eve scribbled down in rushed cursive on her notebook.


[indent][i]Lead astray the gazers
The razors on your seducing skin[/i][/indent]
After bringing the pen to her lip and subconsciously biting at the end, she breezily responded, “[color=#8B6969]Ty’s girlfriend is the easiest to influence, but it’s her twin who could hurt Dominique the most. Use one person, to use another, which could also involve verbal attacks of the divorce and other touchy subjects... [/color]” The way Eve talked was like she was listing possible routes and paths they could take in her head, constantly reeling with thoughts,   “[color=#8B6969]The difference between you and her is well, you have loyalty on your side. She does not.[/color]” Her pen went back to the paper and she traced down more lyrics.


[indent][i]In the meadow of sinful thoughts[/i][/indent]
[color=708090]”See, the major issue there… is, frankly, Isabel is a bitch.”[/color] Cold hard truth. Alyssa was pretty much right, Juliana’s sister [i]was[/i] indeed a bitch--luckily, Alyssa didn’t have to see her very often, most of the time Ty stuck to just the one that liked him. Probably for the best. [color=708090]”If we tell Juliana that popularity comes with being our friend, then we’ve won the battle. Because, god knows she’ll believe it. Poor child is so gullible… Which, I assume, is how Ty got her to date him. As we both know, no one with a brain would willingly spend time with him…”[/color]


“[color=#8B6969]I never thought you to back down from a challenge. Juliana is shielded like a child. Sure, we can get inside her head, but I’m pretty positive she’ll forget our words once Ty or Isabel are in the picture.[/color]” Evelyn nodded her head to the music playing in her mind. “[color=#8B6969]And they are always in the picture.[/color]”   


[indent][i]Every flower’s perfect[/i][/indent]
Placing her pen down, the Raven glanced out the window to see where they were. Not much longer, yet with LA traffic… their time would be doubled. Ten minutes, perhaps. Turning her body toward Alyssa, with her hands resting on top of her unfinished song, Eve added, “[color=#8B6969]I’m not saying going straight to Julie and planting our seed is a bad idea. We should still do that, definitely. BUT, to guarantee positive results, we should… take hold of the soil and water that nurtures the flower.[/color]” 


[color=708090]”Yes, well. We’ll have to see if I’m dead or not after I eat at this place. Which, I [i]might[/i] be, by the way, given that it’s probably thrown on the ground before it’s brought to us. That reminds me, Butler. Make sure you’re prepared to execute the waiter that brings me the wrong meal. Because I want him dead, or fired, on the spot. If necessary, purchase the goddamn Denny’s and we’ll personally smash it to the ground.”[/color] Alyssa brushed hair out of her eyes and groaned, [color=708090]”anyway, I suppose you’re right. Ty does have a tendency to consistently be a problem. I don’t know. Probably could buy Isabel an ice rink. Bet she’d be ours then.”[/color]


“[color=#8B6969]I guess that depends on what you want. Do you want her to side with you or to be made neutral? Both routes would cause Domi to go under.... besides being ‘nice’ and smart, what else does Miss ‘Queen Bee’ have to offer? Twins that are out for themselves and a miserable home life. [i]Easy[/i].[/color]” Eve was not shakened or bothered by the task at hand. All Alyssa had to do was say the word and she would give a cruel reality check to all those that got in their way. Like she said before, Alyssa had loyalty on her side, which was far more powerful than most people realized.


[color=708090]”Doesn’t matter. Though, with those pesky [i]Elite[/i] back, I’m sure she’ll be at my home more often than I would like. So maybe on our side would be ideal… I don’t even know [i]who[/i] those football players think they are. They just show up at my house whenever they want and [i]ruin my day[/i]. It’s awful,”[/color] as Alyssa was speaking, the car rolled to a stop and the driver’s door opened, opening Alyssa’s door. Alyssa stepped outside of the car and glanced at Evelyn, [color=708090]”come along, darling. Let’s go [i]enjoy[/i] the fucking [i]Denny’s[/i] on bloody [i]fifth.[/i]”[/color]


[sup]Eve's lyrics are from the song: She is My Sin by Nightwish.[/sup]
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