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Our Last Summer Together

@Zaxter996 Just wait for it.... ;)

Our Last Summer Together

@Zaxter996 I'm melting over here hELp 😂😂😂 Raven is a babe

Our Last Summer Together

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: The beach party
Interacting With: Ravennnn <3 @Zaxter996
Text colour: #adff9f

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Raven answered Molly's question with a giggle and a hand on Molly's knee. The touch made Molly's heart beat faster: definitely not platonic right there. A blush heated her cheeks as the warm evening sun kissed both their forms sitting on the rocks.
“But I dunno, something just drew me to you, I guess. I always wanted to hang out with you at school. But some of your friends didn’t exactly like me," Raven continued with a shrug. Molly averted her eyes, nodding silently. She couldn't deny it, Raven was right. But if it was any comfort to anyone, Molly didn't really consider the bunch she'd hung out with proper friends. She didn't have many real friends, actually. And that thought made her think of Sam again, a small feeling of sadness blanketing her. She shook it off, concentrating on the warm hand resting subtly on her knee. It was grounding, and... a little bit more than comforting. Molly felt a little nervous under Raven's care, but not in a bad way.
Then...
"Oh, Step 3!” Raven exclaimed, something lighting in her eyes. Molly chuckled at that, observing as the girl rummaged through her bag. She took a sip of her cider, loving the fruity, sparkly taste it had. Raven took something out of her bag, but Molly couldn't see what it was, because it was closed inside the shorter girl's fist. This sparked curiosity in her.
“Now, Step 3 is optional tonight, okay? Please don’t feel like you have to if you don’t feel comfortable,” Raven warned, but her voice was sweet and genuine. This only made Molly more curious, and she leaned closer to examine what Raven had in her hand. When Raven revealed a small capsule, Molly's smile froze. Now she was nervous for an entirely different reason.
Opening her mouth to ask what it was, Raven beat her to it:
“It’s MDMA. Ecstacy, essentially. Don’t worry, i’ve tested it, and it’s pure, and 100% harmless. I don’t know if you’ve ever done this before, but, if you don’t want to, that’s cool. No pressure. We can have fun without it. But, it does make everything more fun. And I mean everything.” Molly just stared the capsule in silence, trying to not look as nervous as she felt.
"I..." Molly managed, but she wasn't sure what to say. She had heard Raven: she didn't need to take anything she didn't want to, but still... Nervous, Molly leaned back a bit, looking over Raven's shoulder instinctively, as if to check out if anyone saw them. On the beach further away she could see the party people. She could even make out the forms of Sunshine and another boy that was staying in the house with them. She looked back at Raven, subtly avoiding her gaze, but not consciously.
"I- I don't... That's 'Molly', right? 'S what my friends called it," Molly stammered, ignoring the irony of a drug sharing her own name. Gosh, Raven must've thought she was such a wimp, even hesitating. She was totally killing the mood. Stupid Molly, stupid...
"I... I think that..." Molly licked her lips, which suddenly felt so dry. Raven had said it was safe. Did she trust her? And... What about the aftermath? She had planned on talking to Sam later this evening and she was already on her way to drunk-island, so how would he react if he saw her drunk and stoned as well? Molly's breath wavered without her permission, a nervous reaction she couldn't conceal. She wasn't afraid, was she? She was such a wimp... Even so, Molly was so curious to try it out... She thought about Raven's words, and the suggestive wink the girl had added... It could be fun, couldn't it? Her high school mates had often done drugs at parties. Molly had only smoked weed once herself, but she had always declined the more... unnatural drugs, as she put it. But her 'friends' had loved it. And they had been quite the bit fun while they were on the ride. Still... Molly found herself anxious and afraid of trying it out herself. She was always somewhat holding back on these sorts of things.
God, there she was, ruining her probably only chance at impressing the girl sitting with her. She had even blustered that she could take whatever Raven had planned for them, but... she hadn't quite... expected this.
'Well what did you expect, then? Alcohol in itself isn't all that hardcore, smartass...' Molly's inner voice snarked. Molly bit her lip, embarrassed and at loss of words.
"I dunno... I- I mean... I need to talk to someone after this all, so I dunno if it'd be a good idea for me to... I'm... Blimey, I'm sorry, I..." Molly stuttered, hiding her face with her hand to scrub over her eyes. Then she placed a nervous hand on Raven's arm, silently praying the girl wouldn't back off. "Raincheck? Maybe... And I mean... You can enjoy the ride, of course," Molly added, not wanting to ruin the girl's fun. Well. She had already done that, hadn't she? Plus she had killed the mood like, totally. Raven had even explicitly stated that Molly didn't have to say yes and that there was no shame in refusing. But she had gone and made it a bigger deal than it had to be. Why was she such an idiot? The mortification was starting to set in, flushing Molly's cheeks and her whole face for that matter. So much for looking cool...
'This is why no one likes you,' a dark voice inside Molly's alcohol-fuzzied brain whispered. Fuck in a bucket. Molly was so attracted to this girl and she just had to blow it...

Our Last Summer Together

Here comes Molly and her oncoming babble... She's really just such a hot mess inside and out and can't figure out what to do xD Give the girl some slack, world...

Our Last Summer Together

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: The beach party
Interacting With: Raven @Zaxter996
Text colour: #adff9f

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The next thing Molly knew, Raven had already resumed her lead position. The girl just blinked and let herself get swept away. As she observed Raven silently, she took a moment to contemplate it all. Had her high school friends been here, they would've probably rolled their eyes. Raven was by no means unpopular, but the two had always hung out in very different circles. Raven was much more... hardcore, that's the best way Molly could put it at that moment. The girl had lots of piercings and a fringe that reminded Molly of that hairstyle every emo had back in 2011 -- although her style was much more rich than that. Still, the petite girl had always quite intrigued her for some reason. She'd seemed chill and fun to hang around with, and as far as Molly could tell, this was true. Still. They were from two different worlds, and it felt almost surreal to be actually hanging out with the girl. In a good way, Molly added mentally. Definitely in a good way.
Nonetheless Molly was just so glad the people she hung around at school weren't here on this trip. Around them she had never felt like she could quite be herself, and... well, whatever would they say if they saw her here, hanging out with a girl like Raven? Most of them wouldn't think it twice, because girls who were friends often tended to be physically closer, but... Molly could almost hear the way her ex-boyfriend would react if he saw her like this.
'Oooo, girl-on-girl action... So sexy, can you guys kiss for me?' she imagined her ex saying in a degrading voice, one which made Molly shiver, just thinking about it. Her attraction to girls wouldn't be anyone's bloody wet dream, that's what she would make sure of.

Fortunately Raven was there to burst Molly's mental bubble before she could ruin her own mood.
“Step 2 of the Raven Carter Experience…” the silver haired girl drew out, taking shot glasses and pouring hard tequila into both of them, up to the very rim. Molly could only follow the movement with an amused look, taking the tequila shot as it was handed to her. “Tequila shot, and another cider,” the girl presented.
"Raw tequila without some lime and salt? I must say I'm impressed," Molly admitted as she looked at her drink, smile widening. "Dunno about you, but that's the only right way to drink tequila." Tequila was some really horrid tasting stuff, but Molly loved the way it burned its way down whenever she took shots. And she had always found the many steps with lime and salt involved very difficult. Yeah, that sounded like something she had to say right then and there, mainly because she was in a sharing mood.
"I mean, I never fancied the whole three steps of taking tequila shots. It's like... If you wanna drink, why take all the steps? I don't want to go through the trouble of licking salt, suckin' lime, and then drinkin' the alcohol when I could get roughly the same experience with just the one step," Molly explained as they moved to sit somewhere a bit further away from people, but not too far to stand out. "I hope that wasn't me rambling," Molly winced then, blushing at the thought.
"But... yeah. I'd like that," Molly genuinely answered Raven's suggestion on their way over, sitting down as they found a formation of rocks on the shore where the sand met the sea.
The mood somewhat calmed after that, but Molly found it wasn't unpleasant. As the waves gently hit the shore and the warm, mild breeze moved her hair and skirt, she found a new sense of tranquil. It was indeed super nice to sit down after dancing for a while.
However, she didn't know Raven well enough to not feel a bit awkward starting conversation with her again now that there weren't as many distractions, nor the spur of the moment to rely on. Molly ducked her head and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: that one strand couldn't just stay there, could it? She took a moment to study Raven's face from under her brow when she thought the girl might've not notice. She had winged eyeliner, that much Molly noticed.
An awkward smile tucked her lips softly, the air shifting as the pressure to talk became unbearable.
"Cheers?" Molly suggested with the raise of her shot-holding hand. Waiting to clink the glasses before taking the shot, Molly relished on how the liquid burned her insides. Gosh, it really did taste horrible. But it left such a good feeling, refreshed and wavy at the same time. The wind was nice against her flushed skin, too.
"So, what made you wanna keep company to this hot mess?" Molly asked jokingly after that, gesturing at herself, one hand behind her to help her sit upright while leaning on it.

Our Last Summer Together

@Zaxter996 Yes, indeed! Don't mind us going forth, time hasn't really passed in the roleplay so it's still more than welcome for people to get involved! I guess we're just writing because we got into such a rhythm... I can't help it!

Our Last Summer Together

@Zaxter996 Molly is very hard trying to impress Raven xD While also struggling with her inner demons, poor baby. Nothing a little liquid courage can't fix, I'm sure.

Our Last Summer Together

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: The beach party
Interacting With: The one and only Raven Carter @Zaxter996
Text colour: #adff9f

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Molly's breath hitched in her throat as she felt fingers brush against her waist. The black shirt she had knotted to fit the high-waisted, long skirt, had rode up ever so slightly as they had danced. The brief skin to skin contact felt almost electrifying, something Molly hadn't felt in a long time. It felt like waking up from a long slumber.
“That’s true… Hmm, I wonder if you can handle how I usually party,” Raven mused, and it took all Molly's concentration just to keep her attention on the words. Molly laughed at the words, a roguish sound, before she bit her lip again, this time in anticipation. “I’m happy to give you the full Raven Carter Experience, but I’m warning you now, it’s not for everyone," Raven continued with a playful smirk on her lips, sparking a curiosity inside Molly.
“Although, I guess I can go easy on you this time, if you don’t think you can handle it yet," Raven teased then. Molly made a mock offended face before grinning.
"Do your worst," Molly countered with an amused arch of an eyebrow, "I've been to all sorts of parties. I'm sure I can handle it." She wasn't sure if it was meant to sound impressive, but at least she hoped it would indicate that Molly wasn't a rookie when it came to partying. Well. In this situation, she might as well be one, but that made everything all the more exciting.
Bringing her hand to her ear, Molly untangled the dangling part of her one-sided cuff earring from her curly hair, licking her lips, suddenly feeling quite thirsty again. They had been dancing for a while now, and while Molly quite enjoyed it, she knew she would enjoy even more if she had the chance to talk with Raven, maybe with a drink or something. So, she reached for Raven's hand, acutely aware of her every movement as she did so. Entwining their fingers, heated from the dancing, Molly began backing off to the drink table with a smile on her lips.
"Drink?" she suggested, wrapping the word around her tongue, almost drawing it out. Perhaps to someone looking from outside, this was more like the Molly everyone remembered. Flirty, humorous, confident. That's not at all how Molly felt on the inside, but she felt a sort of comfort when falling back into the familiar facade, like an old role to fill. This was where she was good at. Not quite pretending, but faking the confidence she lacked until she would maybe, just maybe, she would finally really feel it, too.
If someone had told Molly back in high school that she would end up here, dancing with a pretty girl out in the open, flirting, she wouldn't have believed them. It felt like something Molly had only dreamed of doing, but now it was coming true. It made her incredibly happy, happy and light-headed. She felt like she could do anything, maybe even make up with Sam, after all this time. It was all going to work out.

Our Last Summer Together

Aghhhhghhh Molly and Raven are precious I'm dying over here

@Moon Child I'm sure Spice will get along great even without her bestie and boyfriend, she has many characters to choose from :--D

Atypicals Anonymous

Camilla "Cam" Moris

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Location: Cave simulation
State of mind: Wait... a talking cat?!
Days sober: Almost one, although it may go back to zero after this

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I stood close to Lan, not wanting to stray too far away from the only person that was even somewhat familiar to me. The truth was I knew none of these people. I was in a cave... hallucination, for lack of a better word, stranded with a bunch of strange people. One of which happened to be a rather rude, kind of beggar looking dude.
What really caught my attention, though, was the conversation happening a few feet from me.
"Hate to break it to you pal, but I don't shapeshift, I possess," a sassy voice spoke. Where did it come from? Wait...
My eyes dropped to the same black cat that had been sitting in the meeting room. My eyes widened in surprise as it dawned on me: this fucking cat could talk. Either I was going mad, or I was still hungover, but I could clearly see the cat speak.
'Well, now I've officially seen everything', I decided.
It made sense, though. Before, when I had closed my eyes, I had seen a human being instead of a cat. So somehow, this must've been a human. Possessing a cat, as they had so clearly stated. Well, he. It sounded like a man's voice.
A very bossy man, as it seemed from the way he spoke. Seemed like a bit of an asshat, I wasn't going to lie. Even though I loved cats, I couldn't say the same for this specimen. I shook my head. Great, an egotistical man possessing a cat. That's something I didn't expect to see when I woke up this morning.
"Thalia, right?" I confirmed as I approached the woman the cat had been talking to. This woman was the second person I was comfortable talking to, given that she had actually introduced herself earlier in the meeting and taken time to brief me in with Lan.
"I can try to locate the source of that noise. Dunno what it would help, but at least that way we could keep a safe distance to it," I offered with a nod. "Should be easy as long as I concentrate. I'd love this cave shit to end so we must take action, yeah?"
I was half lying, it wouldn't be easy. For me, specifically. I had hard enough a time controlling my ability normally, yet alone in a cave full of people who were unfortunately very loud thinkers, with very loud emotions. But I was a killer in hide-and-seek whenever I could get into the right state of mind, so why would it be different with this weird growly creature that was nearing us?
A growl echoed in the cave, closer this time. We were running out of time.