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𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. [color=#4169e1]Benji[/color] [@metanoia]
𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. [color=FF94E2]Maxi[/color] [@BrutalBx] [/sub][/right][hr]
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	It had been a normal day. Wake up at the crack of dawn when the rest of Miami still slept, get a coffee, relax on the balcony sipping that sweet, sweet mug of warmth before getting annoyed with the silence and moving on to something that got her blood pumping. The quietness of the world that seeped into her bones, forming an overwhelming sense of calm wash over her irked her to no end. While others dreamed of a moment's reprieve from the hustle and bustle of their daily lives Savanna Santos could honestly say that that wasn't her. She enjoyed the chaotic nature the world had to offer. Thrived in it. And if it wasn't there then that just meant she needed to create it herself.

What would Vann be if not a master a creating chaos?

Just like every other morning before - and all the ones to follow - the stillness rubbed her the wrong way. Goosebumps rose along her skin, indicating it was time to move on. Find something else to stimulate her senses. A trip down to the beach for a quick swim was required to help her physically prepare for the nightmare that was going to be this reunion. It wasn't the best of times for the young Santos child. A lot of cliques, a lot of drama. [COLOR=#e7b59d][sub][i]
Whole lotta fun too though...,[/i][/sub][/color] How could she forget all the times she snuck out of class for a quickie or to purchase some weed from her favorite noncommittal? Neither things were wholly exclusive from the other. [i]"Two for one special"[/i] Benji liked to call it. A relationship that had continued even to this day.

A needy thought arose as she dried herself off, planning to get the show on the road; literally. Pulling her phone out she quickly typed a message to her preferred west coast dealer.

[quote]To: [color=566874]benj 💊[/color]
ayy vato lo que pasa
im lookin' for molly you seen her [img]https://i.imgur.com/NwNNCCm.gif[/img][/quote]

Satisfied, for now, she locked the device before tossing it back into the front seat of her [url=https://external-content.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.thelastdetail.com%2Fgalleria_images%2F803%2F803_main_l.jpg&f=1&nofb=1][COLOR=#e7b59d]bebé[/color][/url] along with the rest of her beach-going tote. Everything needed for this weekend fiasco had already been packed up and thrown in the trunk the night before. All required scheduling had been moved around in preparation [i]for[/i] this trip. The Miami native rolled her eyes at nothing but the memory of her mother and father urging her to take some time off from the shop and go and enjoy seeing all her old classmates. In the end the idea of being able to whore herself out to some old friends and learning new gossip won out. Besides, it's not like the venue was [i]that[/i] far from her.

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[COLOR=#e7b59d]"That far, my ass,"[/color] she grumbled to no one as she emerged from her vehicle and passed along her keys to the valet. [COLOR=#e7b59d]"Not a fuckin' scratch, gilipollas,"[/color] Vann was way too high strung after the nearly four hours spent on the road with little to nothing in her system. She prayed that Benji was already there, somewhere, and with ample supply to put her back in balance. The thought alone was enough to get her shoulders to relax and after checking in with the woman at the front desk and them sending up her stuff she decided it was time to explore. Her first stop? The lobby's women's restroom. Vann pulled from her pocket a small baggie before laying it out on the screen of her phone - no telling [i]how[/i] clean those counters were. [i]Just a little something to get the party started.[/i]

In no time at all she found the bar, piano notes floating through the air and bouncing off the marbled flooring like some ominous creature waiting at the end of the hall. It wasn't so much the music that caught her attention, rather the voice attached to it. Those words and the cadence with which they sung - and sub-sequentially smacked their head - told Vann exactly who was here. [COLOR=#e7b59d][i][sub]'Max.'[/sub][/i][/color] Hazel eyes watched from the threshold, catching sight of Max snapping his fingers towards a very young little thing. Conversing with her and ordering drinks for himself.

Another round of slow melodic tunes began to fill the space around the bar as he turned his attention back to the black and whites, completely unaware to the woman sauntering up to his table and having a seat. A coquettish grin plastered on her face, [COLOR=#e7b59d]"Hope some of those shots are for me, papi~"[/color]
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