[center][IMG]http://i65.tinypic.com/20ivsjm.png[/IMG] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/1dGY7e860rhWpnwn5o/giphy.gif[/img] [/center] [center][sub][color=F08080]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/color][/sub] [sub][color=dimgray][b][color=80F0F0]Location |[/color][/b] Astor Castle, Kitchen [b][color=80F0F0] Time |[/color][/b] 6:50 PM , 26 MAY 20xx [b][color=80F0F0]Interacting with |[/color][/b] Parents / Ft. Juju [@Vox][/color][/sub] [sub][color=F08080]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/color][/sub][/center] Astraia should have known what was awaiting her that night. First of all, her parents were [b]never[/b] on the same damn coast, let alone in the state, at the same damn time. Really, to even imagine them in the same house together, AND to have planned a dinner for them all to share? Someone else HAD to have died… Or maybe [i]she[/i] was going to die. [right]To top off the fuckery of the night, they were having Paella, [b]HOMEMADE[/b] paella. And do you know who was cooking it?[/right] [center] Ana Sofia Sanchez-fucking-Astor was whipping up some fresh Spanish cuisine like she was a reincarnation of fucking Santi Santamaria. [/center] [i][color=F08080] WHEN did she even learn to cook?!?[/color][/i] Do you know how long it had been since Yessi could remember the last time her mother made dinner? No, you don’t and she couldn’t remember [b][i]either[/i][/b]. This was dangerous territory she was entering. She knew it but fate had other plans for her. Just when she decided to turn around and make her silent exit back to Aleks’ house, her phone blared signaling the latest response from Jules, and the ushering of her impending doom, via the chorus of Queen Mariah Carey’s 2008 hit. [i] yes we stan.[/i] “Astraia? Come sit down, mi amore.” [i][color=f08080] Mierda[/color][/i] There was no escaping now, with a defeated sigh Yessi met her fate, though not without keeping up the conversation with her favorite pretty boy (and directing all of her attention on him.) [hider=Two Hoes in a Thotpod] [IMG]http://i65.tinypic.com/2cmt79u.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i67.tinypic.com/2vv8b47.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i66.tinypic.com/2i0bt75.png[/IMG] [/hider] “Astraia, we’ll be expecting an answer upon your return after the summer. Rember, Seoul or Milan.” [color=F08080]”What?”[/color] [center][sub][color=F08080]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/color][/sub] [sub][color=dimgray][b][color=80F0F0]Location |[/color][/b] In-N-Out, [i]Still[/i] in LA [b][color=80F0F0] Time |[/color][/b] 11:50 PM , 31 MAY 20xx [b][color=80F0F0]Interacting with |[/color][/b] Papi [@plank sinatra] / & CO [/color][/sub] [sub][color=F08080]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/color][/sub][/center] The past five days were a whirlwind of turmoil, between her parent’s surprise decision to move [b]out[/b] of LA, her old fling [b] BLOWING[/b] up her phone, and figuring out last minute she’d [i]have[/i] to be a passenger on this road trip, Yessi was [b]officially[/b] over it. [s]Not to mention this sudden idea that depriving herself of a necessary dietary component was putting a real damper on her mood.[/s] The quick stop at Starbucks was much needed and greatly appreciated but Aleks’ attitude [b]was not[/b]. Why was he so stingy with his drink? All she wanted was a damn sip, she’d gladly share her delicious Americano with him! Honestly, it was probably better than that drink he got anyways. [center]Seriously. Who goes to Starbucks and gets fucking [i]juice[/i]?[/center] [s] Just a [b]few[/b] sneaky sips later [/s] and without a moment’s hesitation, Yessi was jumping out of the Lotus’ passenger seat and [s]smugly[/s] into the bustling burger joint. It didn’t take long for her grilled cheese and fries to come out, and for her to slide onto the bench across from the dumbass and right next to Aleks, who was rattling his stupid cup. [color=F08080] “There would be more in there if you would’ve just shared~”[/color] Yessi couldn’t help that she was a brat, she didn’t raise herself. Blame her parents for creating this [s]amazing[/s] monster. [color=F08080] “No estamos tontos. The road trip hasn’t even really started. Cheer up or [abbr=I'll give you something to cry about]Te voy a dar razones para llorar[/abbr]"[/color] The warning was given in a near perfect imitation of the many times her tía had jumped on her ass when she was a kid. Though a quick toss of a french fry at AJ's dumb face was the Yessi way of assuring you she still [s]tolerated[/s] liked you. Chris' [i]loving[/i] greeting was filled with all the things she [i]absolutely[/i] adored about him... [color=F08080]"Awh, Chrissy-poo don't give AJ all of your attention, it'll make me jealous."[/color] she had an arm wrapped around his bicep and was pressing into him, whispering in just short of a growl, [color=F08080]"Fix him before I get the nerve to demonstrate this roundhouse kick I've been practicing."[/color] Yessi was back to her grilled cheese, green eyes shooting between the two besties expectantly as her second favorite asian beauty had entered onto the stage. [color=F08080]"Ah, finally some estrogen! Hurry up and get your food, gordita. I need to be saved from these... men."[/color] Well... she [b][i]never[/i][/b] expected to hear those words come out of her mouth.