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[sub][color=#D2652C]Location:[/color] Outside the tents
[color=#D2652C]Interacting with:[/color] Julie MacMillan, Jordan Henderson[/sub][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
[indent][indent][color=CF5685][i]“No! I sent him the fuck away!”[/i][/color]

The harsh tone of Julie's voice caught Chanel completely off guard. In fact, she'd momentarily forgotten all about her own anger; the feeling of rage that had surged through her body was almost instantly replaced with one of concern. All the young woman could do was blink in confusion as her best friend grabbed her by the hand and began to pull she and her date towards the exit. Chanel managed to flash an apologetic expression back at Jordan as they all headed for an area behind the main tents, for she now knew how he must've felt the entire first half of the night. Soon, the trio had reached a more secluded, woodsy area; Chanel cringed as she felt the heels of her Louboutins begin to sink into the dirt. [color=#D2652C]"Nice to see you too, Julie,"[/color] Chanel said jokingly as she took a seat on the rock next to her, careful not to get any dirt on her dress.

Soon, Julie had begun to describe exactly why she was in such a shitty mood; Chanel listened quietly as she took small sips from the Vodka bottle and passed it back and forth. Since she'd already had a few cups of the spiked punch back inside, it didn't really take much more alcohol for Chanel to feel lightheaded and numb. Soon, her mind began to drift elsewhere; Chanel had to keep reminding herself as her best friend spoke to pay attention or at least look like she was. It wasn't until Julie mentioned something about witnessing a fight between Sonny and some other kid that she snapped back to reality. [color=#D2652C]"Aw shit,"[/color] the young woman said, [color=#D2652C]"You mean to tell me I [i]missed[/i] Sonny Drake getting his ass whooped? I mean, I know that you two are cool and all but [i]God[/i], that would've been so... satisfying to watch. Even more satisfying than slapping Lucas Anderson across his face."[/color]  

And then the conversation was redirected to Jordan's new look for homecoming; Chanel simply grinned from ear to ear as her friend complimented her handiwork. Getting the opportunity to make over Jordan was probably one of the very few upsides to this whole homecoming situation. Her smile slightly faltered, however, when Julie brought up something about doing over the "other half" of the set. [color=CF5685][i]“What are your actual intentions with our sweet Bea?”[/i][/color] Julie asked, and Chanel’s eyes went wide.

[color=#D2652C]“[i]Beatrice Endive?[/i] We've been together all night, man. When were you gonna tell me you and Bea were a thing?”[/color] Chanel said while she turned around to eye Jordan. She stared at the young man for a brief moment as the gears turned in her head before finally facing Julie once more and excitedly clapping her hands. [color=#D2652C]"You know, they actually would make a really cute pair,"[/color] Chanel said, [color=#D2652C]"And I have so many ideas about what we could do with Bea... if she agrees to it, I mean.[/color] 
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