Location: Apartment 5D
Outfit: This
Hex Code: #91415d
{With dialogue from Writer}
Makayla and Holly were standing outside of their apartment when Brooklyn got to the top of the steps, and though she walked around them quietly, without saying a word, she knew that escaping conversation would be too good to be true. It took less than a second after Holly noticed her heading towards Tony's door, for Holly to curiously pipe up, "Why are you going to Weston's? Did he invite you over?"
"His sister did," Brooklyn answered, though it wasn't exactly true. Brooklyn hadn't spoken to Tony today, but when they lived right across the hall from each other, Brooklyn didn't feel like a text was necessary before stopping by. It probably spoke to how comfortable and entitled she often grew to feel, like people had to accommodate her thinking that she could do whatever she wanted, but it wasn't doing in a malicious way. If anything, Brooklyn wanting to hang out with you signified that she liked you more than the other 99% of the people that she knew. In her eyes, it was a compliment, even if it didn't always translate as one. She was ready to knock on Tony's door, but paused for a second, as she smirked and turned back towards Holly. "Would you be jealous if he did, though?" Admittedly, Brooklyn liked riling up Holly when she could. The girl did a good job at getting under her skin, so the least that she could do was repay the favor... And if sometimes it seemed like Holly was possessive over Tony's brother, since he was her friend to walk home to school with, then sue Brooklyn for poking fun at Holly about it. She deserved to get a laugh at the girl's expense from time to time.
"No, I'm not jealous. Me and Makayla are making cookies! If you're lucky, we'll let you have one when we go to Cara's house later!" Holly answered enthusiastically, following Makayla into their apartment now that her sister had found the key to unlock the door with.
Brooklyn raised her eyebrows at that, feigning interest, though she really wanted to roll her eyes, because of course, it was her luck that Holly would brush over the insinuation about Weston now, in favor of focusing on something far more innocent. It was a remark that was very typical of Holly, who seemed to be too innocent for her own good, so while disappointed, Brooklyn couldn't really be surprised. "Sounds good," she answered, less interest present in her voice now as she spun back around and knocked on Tony's door, before going ahead and jiggling the doorknob right after that, and finding it to be unlocked. She let herself in, only hoping that Tony was home, and not just Weston. "The neighborhood's favorite bitch has arrived, here to wish the Garcias a happy Thanksgiving even though they were too rude to wish me one first!" she announced as she stepped inside and shut the door behind her. Music was playing inside, and given the layout of the apartment, Brooklyn only had to take a few steps inside to see the Garcia she was hoping for, in the kitchen. While the music might have been the first thing that Brooklyn's senses paid attention to upon opening the door, the mouthwatering aroma that filled the room was what really took her attention. "Look at you, all wifey material up in here. Having a party that you forgot to invite me to?" she mused playfully, helping herself to a seat at the table that allowed her to still see the brunette.