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City Living

A look into the lives of the tenants of an apartment building at 304 W 14th Street, in Manhattan, New York

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New York, New York

This story focuses on the lives of the tenants living on the fifth floor of the apartment building at 304 W 14th Street, in Manhattan, New York. This particular building is located on the border of the West Village and Chelsea, and is approximately a fifteen minute walk from both Union Square Park and Washington Square Park. The building isn't the nicest, so at least once a month, you'll probably be knocking on the building manager's door about a leak, pest problem, or utility issue that you know will never be fixed, but considering it offers decent, livable apartments in one of the most expensive cities in the world, it's not a horrible place to live either. It's a walk-up building, with no doorman or elevator service, though there is a keypad at the front door of the building as a puny security measure. Pets are not permitted in the building, and it does not offer any services such as a rooftop area, gym, or swimming pool. However, on the block and in the surrounding area are many restaurants, coffee shops, gyms, and schools.

The building has seven floors of apartments, with ten apartments per floor, made up of a mixture of studio, one bedroom, two bedroom and three bedroom apartments. Studios generally run around $1400 a month with a kitchenette/bedroom and bathroom per apartment. One bedrooms separate the bedroom from the kitchen/living room, and also have one bathroom, and run around $1900 per month. A two bedroom apartment, with two separate bedrooms, a kitchen and living area, and one bathroom will run you $2650 a month, and a three bedroom apartment, fitted with three separate bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen and living space will cost approximately $3700 a month. The fifth floor consists of a mix of all four of these apartment types.

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Apartment 5A is a studio apartment, currently occupied by one male. He's the newest addition to the floor, having only resided in the building for three weeks.

{Room 1: Roman Killens}

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Apartment 5B
{Room 1: Makayla Wright, Holly Maddon}
{Room 2: Chanel Nasiri}

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Apartment 5E

{Room 1: Cara Forrester}
{Room 2: Brooklyn West}
{Room 3: Collin Forrester




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  • This roleplay, its ideas, and all of the text above and below this, must be credited to the original creator, Collapse! She's GMed this roleplay more than once, and has given me permission to try it out since her schedule doesn't permit her to be online much, at the moment. I'm not taking credit for her wonderful work, simply bringing it back to life :).

  • More than anything else, the most important rule in this roleplay is that you must be active! I really don't want to be that annoying GM sending PM's every week asking if you're still interested, so if you don't have the time to post at least once every three days, don't join. More important than the three day guideline, though, is that you just need to post to an extent where your character is slowly down the scene. I ran this roleplay a few months ago and it went great for a while, but all it took was one character to stop posting regularly for the entire thing to fall apart. I really do not want that to happen again, so if you are just looking for a quick roleplay to satisfy a craving, please do not join this! If you have participated in this before and were unable to keep up, please do not attempt to join again.

  • Being active in the IC is obviously very important to me, but I would love it if everyone was active in the OOC too! I want this to be a fun and social roleplay, so I think it's important that we all are comfortable with each other and are willing to bounce ideas off of each other!

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Character Portrait: Makalya Wright "Patience is a virtue."
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C O L L I N - F O R R E S T E R
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"It's tomorrow," Collin answered. He understood Chanel's reasoning for not wanting to immediately accept his invitation. It was smart for both of them, really. She was right that if Cara found out that he was going around inviting someone who was supposed to be her friend to a family event, she would probably be annoyed at best. Speaking to his own paranoia, Collin also figured that it could be suspicious. The last thing that he needed was his sister suspecting that he had a crush on Chanel. It was bad enough when she found out that he had slept with Brooklyn a few times, but oddly, he thought that having a crush on her good friend would be different than having a crush on her enemy. At the very least, he was sure she would see it as an equal level of betrayal as feeling that way towards Brooklyn. "But yeah, that makes sense," he agreed. "It's mostly sushi and that kind of stuff, so I don't know if that makes it an automatic no for you, but at the very least, there's always tons of alcohol at any Forrester family event, so that'll work in our favor," he offered with a chuckle. The claim wasn't completely true, because most Forrester family events were supposed to be proper enough that it wasn't supposed to be centered around drinking, but even if it was supposed to be a background element, there was always a plethora of alcohol. When they went out to eat at establishments, money wasn't an object to their father, so it wasn't unusual for him to purchase bottles of wine, even if they only ended up drinking half of it as a table before opting for a different one. He was sure that a birthday party for his stepmother was sure to be a lively one, especially since she was only turning twenty-eight. Like Cara, Collin found the stark age difference between his father and stepmother to be peculiar. It was uncomfortable at first, but unlike his sister, Collin took the time to realize that Alice wasn't trying to step in and be their new mother. She was a nice girl who was supportive and sweet, but not overbearing. Her youth showed not only physically (because even Collin thought she was hot), but in her personality too, because she definitely had played a role in the divide between herself and Cara. Collin couldn't blame her, really, but she had definitely been petty and stirred the pot her fair share too, even if it was just as a reaction to Cara's hostility. The bottom line was that Collin didn't have a problem with her though, and he knew that his father appreciated him being kind to the woman.

He glanced at the message that Cara sent him and couldn't help but to roll his eyes. "This is what I have to deal with on a regular basis," he said, shaking his head, though mildly amused at his sister's drama. "She just texted me saying, 'I don't know why the fuck anyone would want someone who hates them at their birthday party... Is she that friendless and desperate that she needs one extra body there to make it look like she has a life? When I kill myself I'm going to frame her to make it look like a murder and I swear to god if you don't tell the private investigator that she threatened to kill me numerous times, I will haunt you forever.'" He looked back at Chanel as if he was expecting some explanation from her for why the proclaimed "precious sunflower" was acting like this, but only jokingly so, since this was nothing new to him. "Which means that you better be drinking wine if you plan on hanging out with her tonight."

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The way that Holly responded to what had been intended as a slight dig to her from Roman was amusing, and Nick couldn't fight back a smirk as she suggested that Roman was the annoying one. Holly was definitely a funny kid. Even if Nick couldn't really understand her, and didn't know how to deal with her in an appropriate manner given her behavior a lot of the time, she was still funny. She had a lot of personality to her, if nothing else, and he didn't know where she came up with have of the things that came out of her mouth. Coming off of his appreciation for that humorous remark, and coupled with Brooklyn apparently telling people he was gay, Nick pulled out his phone and texted Brooklyn while Holly continued to talk.

To: Brooklyn
Holly just showed up alone at a restaurant Roman and I are eating at on Stanton St. Says there's an emergency and wants to talk to you.

He was purposely discrete and didn't downplay the "emergency" that Holly spoke of, even though he was pretty sure that there was no real emergency, because he figured that it would give him a better shot at actually getting Brooklyn to answer. Nice was not a word that anyone would immediately use to describe Brooklyn, but she also wasn't as evil as she sometimes seemed. Plus, Nick knew that whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had a soft spot for Holly. Even if he doubted that there was a major emergency, seeing Holly without Makayla was peculiar. He had been semi-distracted during her explanation of where Makayla was, but he probably would have struggled to follow the story regardless, especially once "dentist" was brought up. He had no idea that Makayla had ever been to college, nonetheless that she was currently taking classes, and in dental hygiene at that, so the story didn't make sense to him.

Allowing Roman the opportunity to explain why they were eating, if he chose to do so, Nick didn't wait for a response from Brooklyn, and instead, called her. He didn't bring the phone to his ear, just held it on the table so as not to draw attention to himself, until he finally saw that she answered, at the very last ring. Smiling, he handed the phone across the table to where Holly stood. "It's Brooklyn," he stated, looking back to Roman with a light smirk. "That's what she gets for calling me gay. Who the fuck has she been telling that to, anyway?" he said. He wasn't so insecure that the comment really bothered him, at least in the specifics of being gay. What bothered him, or more-so, what he was curious about, was how else she was slandering him, and to who. He deserved it, sure, but he still wanted to know what the people in the building, or other mutual friends, had apparently been hearing about him.

Just then, the waitress passed by. She looked towards Holly unsurely, probably contemplating whether she should offer another chair, but when Nick caught her eye, he shook his head, as if to dismiss that the woman had to worry about the girl. "We're ready to over, if you've got a minute," he said to her, hoping to get on with it in the politest way possible. When she confirmed that she was ready, he began. "I'm gonna get a hero with the classic meatballs, and classic tomato sauce, and a side of spaghetti too" he stated. Flipping to the drinks page, he contemplated just getting water, but now that they potentially had to deal with Holly for a few more minutes, he decided he deserved another drink. He didn't recognize any of the beer names, and wasn't into that hipster IPA bullshit. "And just a glass of Maker's Mark, neat, please."

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By the time that Cara got home, she was cold, but her mood had simmered down slightly. She was still a little worked up over her brother and father's combined audacity to think that it should be expected of her, in any way, shape, or form, to support her stepmother, but she was still pretty confident that she was going to get her way in the end. She thrived on having the upper hand, or if not that, then at least the last word, and she was certain that that was something she was going to be able to get in this situation. For some reason, the walk up the stairs felt ten times longer than it typically did today. She wasn't carrying groceries or shopping bags, but her body felt tired and heavy, and it was a relief once she finally reached her floor. She was surprised when she got there, to see Chanel standing outside her apartment. It wasn't a major surprise, given that she had just been texting with Chanel, and she figured that the girl had just jumped the gun and came over looking for her, but since they had been engaged in a conversation, she thought that she would have realized she wasn't there and left. She didn't know how long she had been speaking to Collin, or about what, so she supposed that she probably just got there.

"Hey," she said, forcing a smile as she approached them. Collin definitely received a colder glare from her, but it was a subtle one, as she returned to look back at Chanel with a smile. "Sorry, I ended up walking home. Some weirdo from my last class was stalking me and I just could not bare standing there chatting while I waited for an Uber," she explained. "Where are you going?" she continued, stepping inside and looking back at Chanel, signaling that she could come inside too, as she spoke.

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Chanel figured Cara was probably adding in her own dramatics, but she didn't anticipate the severity of it, so Collin reading Cara's message was still a surprise to her. Especially since that wasn't the vibe she was getting on her end, but it was so juxtaposed that Chanel had to check her phone again to see if she missed something. While she hadn't missed anything to the tune of suicide threats, she had missed a text from her. "Yeah, yeah," she said. "I'll just be the good friend and brother today, I guess." It was probably the normal sentiment that siblings were supposed to be there for each other, but that wasn't always the case, and Chanel knew that wasn't the set up with the Forresters. So she wouldn't have really been picking up any of Collin's slack since those responsibilities didn't seem to be a part of their typical relationship. "You can't say she isn't creative though," Chanel proposed, trying to say something in her friend's favor as she began to text the girl back. She figured the girl would be a while by this point, and she didn't want to keep standing in Collin's doorway; oddly enough, she was for once beginning to feel her presence and thought that she might be lingering. Before she got the chance to excuse herself, or respond to Cara's text, the girl appeared in the hallway.

"Hey girl. Don't worry about it." Chanel greeted her with a sweet smile as she followed her inside, closing the door quietly behind her. "I was just going to do a little Tour de New York and run some errands. My fridge is on E, so I was going to hit up Trader Joe's or something before I starved to death. Nothing big. And I guess it shouldn't take too long," she said after a beat, mostly thinking out loud as she checked the time on her phone. "Because I have to come back and change for something this evening. But I'll still be able to do wine tonight if you wanted to." Chanel considered making a playful jab at Collin, glancing towards his direction for a second as she pondered, but she ultimately decided against it and, if he was looking in her direction, just gave him a quick faux-confrontational snarl before turning back to his sister.

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H O L L Y . M A D D O N
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"Hi Brooklyn!" Holly said, speaking cheerfully. In this situation, one would have imagined that Holly would have immediately followed the greeting up with some explanation as to why she needed to speak with her, but she didn't. She smiled, the phone pressed to her ear, but she said nothing else, almost as if in that nanosecond, she had forgotten that it had even been her who had pushed for the call to be initiated.

"What's your emergency, Holly?" Brooklyn responded impatiently. The cheerfulness on the other end of the line was confirmation that she shouldn't have answered Nick's calls. Admittedly (though maybe not admittedly out loud), seeing a text from Nick claiming that he was randomly with Holly and that she had an emergency did make Brooklyn feel uneasy. The randomness of it in itself was enough to have her curious, albeit morbidly so. On top of that, considering that Stanton Street wasn't too close to their apartment, and that it was easy to infer that Holly had showed up at the restaurant alone and without Makayla, she had reason to believe that maybe there was an actual emergency. She had clearly given Nick too much credit though, since she didn't think he would be enough of an ass to pretend that there was one when even he must have known that there wasn't.

"I need to tell you in person. Can you come here and I'll tell you on the way home?" Holly wasn't typically someone who felt embarrassed, but for some reason, she was too embarrassed to admit out loud that she was lost. Especially in front of Roman and Nick, who she already felt were less loving than other people she considered to be friends. Maybe it was her medication, or coming off of the poor encounter with the school girls, or a mixture of both, but she was feeling less careless. Not in a way where anyone would outwardly pick it up. She hadn't suddenly become meek, but it was a change that she felt internally and she didn't like it.

"No. I'm hanging up." And yet she didn't. Not immediately at least. She paused a second to give Holly a chance to answer, because her heart wasn't as cold as she often acted like it was.

"No, no, don't! Um..." Her eyes bounced around the room as she tried to get inspiration for an excuse for why Brooklyn needed to come help her. "Roman is choking on a ball of meat!" Luckily, by then, the waitress had taken Roman's order and left, because the oddness of it probably would have attracted a concerned look. Between her not just calling it a "meatball" and clearly lying about anyone choking, it was a strange statement to make, and though she was trying to sound serious on the phone, she couldn't help but to laugh at her own claim.

Why she didn't just hang up then, she didn't even know. This whole "emergency" thing had clearly been a lie, and Brooklyn was going to punch Nick in the arm for bothering her the next time she saw him. She was tired from working all day, and the last thing that she wanted to do was speak to Holly on the phone as she laid in bed, cold with wet hair fresh from the shower, trying to relax. "I'm calling your sister." It was a statement, but also meant as a threat. This time though, she wasn't interested in letting Holly try to reason her way into wasting more of Brooklyn's time. She clicked to end the call, and went straight to texting Makayla. She didn't know where the girl could have possibly been, to allow Holly to be off running around wild on the streets of New York, but she had convinced herself after that call that it wasn't her problem.

To: Makayla
Your kid is harassing people at some restaurant on Stanton St. Sucks to be you and them.

To: Nick
Expect an invoice for my valuable time that you just wasted.

To: Nick
And don't be fucking stupid. Call an Uber, put her into it, and text her sister that she's on her way home.

"She hung up on me," Holly frowned, handing the phone back to Nick. "Can you call her back and this time, tell her she's not allowed to do that?" Deciding that there was also an alternative option, she looked towards Roman, then. "Or can you call Cara?"

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"Something this evening?" Cara repeated, glancing back at Chanel with a curiously devious look. For all she knew, the "something" that Chanel had to change for was a fitness class or job interview. However, that didn't stop her from wanting to believe that it was something more fun and devious. "Some-thing, or some-one?" she pressed with a smirk as she continued back and into her bedroom. Placing her books down on her dresser, she sat down on the edge of her bed. She didn't really need to change her outfit if they were just running errands, but she was still cold from being outside, so she felt like prolonging her time inside by at least a few more minutes. "I need to get on your level," she said with a sigh. "I just feel like I have no interest in dating lately, you know? Everyone that I get set up with sucks. They're either too conceited, too short, or are 'entrepreneurs' - A-K-A druggies gambling their parents' money away." It was probably ironic that Cara would criticize someone else for being as similarly unambitious as she was, but to her, it was different when it was a guy living off of their parents' money. At their age, it was probably still acceptable either way, but she had been raised in a way where she believed that the man in the relationship was supposed to be successful and capable of taking care of her, even if she absolutely did not need it. "I just need a real man."

As she stood up and switched out some of her things into a new purse, she continued to go off on her own tangent. "Or maybe I don't. I mean, at our age, why should we settle down? God only knows that I don't want children for years, and there's literally no one who's good enough for either of us. Most guys are disgusting pigs, right?" she concluded, turning back towards her bedroom door since she was then ready to leave. She wasn't in any rush, but she knew Chanel was probably on some sort of timeline, so she would deal with the cold sooner than desired since she had no real reason to need to wait.

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The past week had been stressful for Makayla. She had went through with her plan to restart school, albeit a bit reluctantly. After taking years off from school, getting back into it wasn't easy, but it wasn't even re-familiarizing herself with the material that was the trying part. It was the time that this semester was going to take from her. She already had very little free time to herself already, so she knew that she was crazy for doing this. There was a small piece of her that told her that this was the right move, though. If she wasn't going to go back to school now, she never was going to. Her credits for her dental hygiene program would expire after this semester, which would mean she would have to start over, essentially. If it came to that, Makayla knew that she would be frustrated enough to just never try again. It was either finish college now, or never finish it, and if never finishing it meant that she was going to spend the rest of her life living check to check, working jobs that she hated, then it seemed worth it to at least try. Starting school full time meant that she had to quit her day job as a cashier, though, and even if the pay at that job sucked, it was money that she needed. Thankfully, she qualified for enough grant-based aid and loans that she would be receiving a refund check of about three thousand dollars... but apparently, it wouldn't be issued to her until sometime next month.

So, on top of being stressed about restarting school and having even less time to herself, she now had to worry about literally have thirty-nine dollars to her name until she got paid next Friday. But the stress didn’t end there! Nope! Because she was in her last semester of school, the credits she was taking were all internship credits. At the end of the semester she did have to submit an internship evaluation paper, but she never needed to go to the actual school’s campus. Instead, she had to work at an actual dental office to get clinical hours that would allow her to become licensed. There wasn’t much wrong with that, other than the time commitment that it required, and how it interfered with her responsibilities regarding Holly. She could drop Holly off at school without a problem, but she was technically supposed to work until five o’clock. Her supervisor had been flexible enough to let her leave by three o’clock daily while allowing her to make up the hours at another time, but even getting out at three o’clock meant that Holly was going to be out of school before she could get to her. Since she had been attempting to give Holly more freedom lately, Makayla had decided to give her a chance to come home alone. The alternative was forcing her to sit on the steps outside of school until she could get to her, which would probably be half an hour or so after school ended. If Holly could get home by herself, it would save Makayla time and energy, and possibly even allow her to go back to her scheduled schedule of doing her internship until five o’clock everyday.

Today was the first day that Holly was supposed to get home by herself (after a couple of days of practicing the routine with her), so Makayla was definitely nervous. The business of her internship kept her mind off of it for most of the day, but by the time that she got out, a little past three, she was rushing to get home to make sure that Holly was there. Unbeknownst to Holly, she had added the girl’s iPad to her monthly phone plan simply so that she could track it via GPS, but as she rushed to board the subway, she didn’t have time to check it before losing service. By the time that she regained service, she received Brooklyn’s text message, and it was safe to say that her blood pressure jumped a few points just by reading it.

To: Brooklyn
What restaurant?

She texted the girl back immediately, ready to jump on the subway again, but given that there were tons of restaurants on Stanton St., there was no point in getting on a train unless she knew exactly where she was going. “I’m going to fucking kill her,” she mumbled under her breath as she pulled up the GPS tracking app. Of course, the stupid thing was claiming that Holly’s last reported location was her school, which apparently wasn’t true.

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Roman shook his head at Nick, indicating that Brooklyn proclaiming Nick was gay wasn't anything to worry about. It was a short, silent version of saying 'Me too, mate. It's her thing.' and his facial expression, which was more than a snort and an eye roll, said enough. He was more surprised to see Brooklyn actually answering his phone call. He didn't know that Nick had just sent a message to Brooke, prefacing everything, so from his perspective, it seemed a lot less innocent and a lot more telling (albeit incorrectly) that she would answer his call, since she supposedly hated him so much. Roman wasn't involved in whatever it was they had going on right now, which seemed like nothing, but Roman knew, at least for Nick, that it wasn't that simple. He didn't really want to believe that Brooke despised Nick either, because even he would be surprised if she was able to just turn off her feelings for someone--especially someone like that--without so much of a blink. He wasn't necessarily hoping they'd get back together, but he did miss it being the three of them. And because of Brooke answering Nick's seemingly random call, it made him smirk and think that maybe he wasn't the only one, and reaffirmed his beliefs that Brooke didn't hate Nick as much as she proclaimed.

He missed part of Holly's faux conversation as he placed his own order, taking a beat longer as he tried finding exactly what it was his getting on the menu. He was one of those people who always seemed to forget what he was ordering, and if he didn't have his finger pressed to it, he couldn't remember. And even if he could, he still looked down to the menu to read it off. By the time he tuned back in, unfortunately not missing Holly's comment about him choking of meat, the conversation had all but ended, not surprisingly. "Shocker," Roman said where Holly declared that Brooklyn had inevitably hung up on her. Roman was keen on just watching this unfold, despite being annoyed that he was going to play babysitter, at least in part, until Makayla showed up or something else since he obviously couldn't let her just leave and wander alone in her...Holly-ness. It was a miracle that she wandered into the store they were at, because knowing her, she would have stumbled into the wrong place at the right time with the wrong crowd and ended up upside down in a ditch somewhere. However, he was only here for being patient with her presence if she didn't bother him, like she was doing now. He cleared his throat at her mentioning he call Cara, and then a few times more as though he caught something in his throat. He wasn't sure why Holly, who had the width of attention of a coin was somehow still associating him with Cara after all of these weeks. It didn't help that he had started to bring up part of what happened that night to Nick, and of course if Nick reminded him of it in front of Holly, Holly would spill everything. It probably seemed a little cruel to take advantage of Holly's wild imagination and flighty behavior so that he could gaslight and save his own ass, but he would rather than the alternative, because even with the alternative of everyone knowing, he'd still have to deal with Holly being annoying. In both situations, there was one common denominator, so he might as well use it to his advantage.

"You just don't stop talking, do you? Unfortunately, Holly, I don't bother people who obviously don't like me," he said, which was as big a lie as any, especially given that Cara was the subject at hand, and his relationship with her started by purposely trying to get under her skin. He did think that this could be a good foot-in-the-door tactic, especially since Holly technically owed him one after interrupting his night. "But if it'll get you to shut up..." He pulled out his phone, pretending to search for it even though it was still in his phone. "You're lucky I didn't delete it after Disney," he said aloud, for no other reason than to discretely explain why he had her number in the first place. Like Nick did, he sent Cara a text, assuming she would answer if it was Holly and not him.

To: Cara
i found your puppy on the other side of the city. you should do a better job taking care of her.

To: Cara
i told her she gets one phone call before i abandon her, so you should probably pick up when she calls

Holly obviously wasn't on the other side of the city, and he was being a bit mean in acting like he was actually going to abandon the girl. He wasn't sure if Cara would seriously believe that part of his messages, but he was confident that she had enough doubt and lack of respect for him that, to be on the safe side, she would play it safe. Plus, since it was Cara, he just wanted to be irritating. He clearly had no idea that she was snubbing Holly and was under the assumption that if Holly wasn't with Makayla, it was because she was following Cara around. "If she doesn't answer," he said, handing the phone to her as it rang, "You can't talk for the rest of the time, and then I'm going to call your sister and tell her what a brat you're being. Again."

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Chanel laughed innocently as she followed Cara to the back, purposely delaying giving a response while Collin was still in earshot. It wasn't like she was dating him or anything, so it wasn't like she needed to have some explanation ready, but it wasn't a serious date and she didn't want it to seem like that just because she didn't want to get into the habit of lowering her standards of what a real date was. At least, that was what she told herself was the real reason behind her polite giggles. Chanel only shrugged with an amused smirk on her face as she silently thought of responses to Cara's thinking-out-loud commentary. "I mean stability is nice," she said nonchalantly, grinning the while because stability wasn't something that Cara was really in need of, at least not in the way that Chanel was thinking of. Cara probably did need someone to stabilize her, but as far as other things went, her things were pretty stable. She didn't need to settle down because basically everything was settled for her, but nevertheless, she understood where the girl was coming from; Chanel didn't want to settle, even though it pretty much felt like she was settling so that she wouldn't have to settle in the future. "I wouldn't say they're pigs, per say," Chanel said as she closed Cara's bedroom door behind her. As they crossed through the living room she continued, "I'd say their time-wasting soul leeches with a shared agenda to make every decent girl's life worse than it was before, but that could just be a me thing."

"So trust me, you don't want to be on my level. No point in going to level 1 when you're at level 5. But c'mon." She nudged Cara as they walked down the steps. She was sure the dating scene for the two of them were very different, even outside of the kind of guys they were looking for or talking to and how they were seeking these guys out. Chanel's 'dating' situation alone spoke to that level of truth, but even still, Chanel felt like Cara could afford to be a lot pickier than she could be for multiple reasons. "I know it's not that bad, seriously. I know you've got a bunch of fine ass heirs in your DM's wanting to know if blondes really do have more fun; don't play me. And I bet they're all doable, but you're not giving them a chance. I mean, unless that's not what you're looking for?" Chanel stopped on the platform, her hand on her chest in shock at the possible notion that Cara wouldn't be solely interested in people who resembled her. She gasped theatrically as she continued down the steps. "Could my friend possibly have a taste--no, a desire for something a little less Bartholomew from the Upper East Side and a little more Caleb from Brooklyn?" She eyed Cara suspiciously, like she was trying to get her to admit that she had a crush on somebody.

"I mean, you basically just described your social circle, right? Rich heirs, entrepreneurs, probably a little bit conceited," Chanel said, the ending bit in a baby voice as she pinched Cara's cheek, half-implying that she was really describing Cara as well. "But it's okay because we still love her. I mean seriously, either you're exaggerating and you've got dudes lined up for days and you're just being pickyyyy because Bartholomew is a shy 6'1 and only wearing a $2,000 suit that he probably got from Saks Off Fifth or you're getting pounded every weekend and baby boy just isn't hitting it right and is leaving you wondering if it would be better with Jake from State Farm. I know some people who are into ugly dudes, I'm just saying it might be a thing for you. I mean, when's the last time you slept with someone anyways? It couldn't have been that long, right?" She didn't mean to answer for Cara, or pose the question so that the girl would feel bad to admitting that yes, it had been a while, but she honestly thought Cara was just being Cara about things. It was hard to imagine--as unfair as it was to Cara because no one should be held to the expectation that every facet of their life is in order just because they're in a small percentage of people with certain accesses and privileges--that dating would actually be a struggle for her. Chanel was really out here dating for money, and that was the only luck she's had with men since the beginning of time, which definitely sent a negative message to her subconscious. After getting out of her own abusive relationship, it was also a lot easier to believe that people didn't realize just how good they had it.

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