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[color=B30A69][sub][b]Brief Mentions:[/b] [i]Sugar [@HaleyTheRandom], Missy [@Lovely Complex], Silas [@murdoc], Dee [s]is for Daddy[/s][@BrutalBx], Blay & Admin [@Lady Ostara], Bradley [@Silence Sounds][/i][/sub][/color]
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[indent]While most of her ex-classmates were busying themselves with pregaming and interactions, Stephanie Cross was still nestled away in the bedroom she shared with Dee. [url=https://i.imgur.com/2qwMOfB.jpg]Wearing a black, spaghetti-strapped mini dress with sneakers and a black, 90’s style choker[/url], Spice was sitting in a chair on the spacious balcony, overlooking the peaceful blue waters of the Atlantic. A large mirror stood in front of her, and a wide assortment of abandoned cosmetics were scattered around the table she was sitting by: from the basic tools of brushes and primer all the way down to blinding highlighter and different shades of lipstick. Closest to Steph and on top of a glittery pink ashtray sat a perfectly rolled blunt, already halfway consumed. Alina Baraz’ sultry voice was blaring from the young woman’s iPhone’s speakers, making Spice jam along loudly to the songs that spoke of ‘taking you far away’ and ‘let me undress you’ as she braided her hair. In regular circumstances, the double French braiding process would not take her too long, even when considering her ridiculously long hair. But today, her fingers worked with the dark locks in a slow, steady, soothing rhythm, interrupted only by a pause to take a long drag of the blunt.

It was in moments like this, when she sat back to really think about it, that Stephanie realized how truly amazing her young life was going. Even if she missed Brandon dearly, she’d be back home setting the world on fire with her better half once her two months in the Sunshine State were up. As a graduation gift, Spice and Bran’s parents had bought them a long, exotic vacation to an surprise location, set to begin on the day after Stephanie returned to The City of Angels. Right now, she was in Miami, spending what was looking out to be the best summer of her life in the company of her best friends. She and Sable were closer than ever, as she was to both Missy and Silas. Her other friendships were going great: Blay, Admin, Bradley . Hell, she’d even landed herself that hot piece of milk chocolate she’d been staring at since the start of her last school year! And the way things were going with Dee, it was safe to say Spice was head over heels in love and wanted to build a future with him.

So, in the end, Stephanie Cross had [i]everything[/i] she could ever wish for: love, family, happiness, friendship, wealth, beauty... There was absolutely nothing to complain about.

Once she was finished, Spice tied up the end of her second French braid, finishing off her handiwork with some hairspray to make sure her hairdo would not only be beach-proof, but Dee-proof as well. Smirking at herself, the young woman grabbed the coconut blunt from the ashtray and took a deep, long drag, keeping the smoke trapped inside her body for a few seconds before releasing it into the atmosphere in the form of a white cloud. She tilted her head back just as the initial effects of the THC began to kick in, slowly but surely easing her into a state of sweet mellowness.

Today? [i]Life was good[/i].[/indent]