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Gabriel Read

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a character in “The Secret Lives of Manhattan's Finest”, as played by Lilac

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Gabriel Read


☽ "You can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that doesn’t change its nature." ☾

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Fᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ✦ Marlon Teixeira
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #5b88f6
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #4169e1




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✦Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ✦
Gabriel Raphael Read

✧Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ✧
Gabe

✦Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ & Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ✦
October 30th - ♏

✧Aɢᴇ✧
29

✦Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ✦
Male

✧Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ & Mᴀʀᴛɪᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs✧
Straight & Single



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✧Hᴀɪʀ✧
The best word to describe his hair would be "a mess". He certainly sports that "just rolled out of bed, not even gonna try to figure out a style" look on a daily basis and somehow, it works for him. The brown mop of hair on his head is rarely ever slicked back and is usually literally in the same state that it was when he woke up. His mother hounds him to get it cut (and not just occasionally trimmed like he does), but he refuses.

✦Eʏᴇs✦
Brown

✧Sᴋɪɴ✧
His skin is honey-beigeish, with a constant warm glow.

✦Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ & Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ✦
6'2 & 180 lbs

✧Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ✧
50% Brazilian, 50% Scottish

✦In Depth✦
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XXXWitty ✦ Selfish ✧ Reserved ✦ Honest ✧ Intelligent
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If you don't like Gabe, the first thing that you're going to use against him is that he can be crude and not as refined as a boy from the Upper East Side should be. It goes on the scruffy look that he sports 24/7. Even if you don't know the business he's tampering in, you can get a sense of him being a bit of a bad boy. He doesn't like to follow rules and social expectations laid out by other people, and if he's bored, he might just defy them simply to piss off whoever set them. He doesn't take himself very seriously and if he finds someone who takes themselves seriously, it will sometimes become his mission to make them lighten up. Yeah, sometimes he's a jerk, and sure, "pain in the ass" is accurate every now and then... but he's not completely unbearable. It helps, knowing that when he's acting like this, it's usually in a playful manner. At least, it's playful for him. Watching steam pour out of someone's ears makes him laugh, is that really that wrong?

On a better note, aside from his impeccable sense of humor, Gabe is intelligent. He's book smart, but street smart too. He's definitely manipulative, although he wouldn't use that word to describe it. To him, it's just being smart and strategic. If he wants something, he's going to get it, no matter how many people he has to fuck over in the process. Maybe it's because he was raised by such a business oriented father, but he has always been okay with stepping on the little people if it means that he is going to benefit. He's the kind of person who will never do without though, not only because of his family, but because he always seems to make what he has work. He's creative, hands-on, and persuasive when he needs to be. It's a trait that's necessary, not only for his white collar profession, but his side one as well. Sales are an important part of both careers and he's aced the technique of selling people things that they don't need or originally want.

When it comes to his conscience, things are complicated. There are certain parts of him that make him seem very reserved and withdrawn, maybe even heartless. He doesn't like to open up or talk about his feelings, because he's not someone who likes getting all mushy and sensitive. It makes him uncomfortable. At the same time, it's impossible to claim that he doesn't feel bad for some of the things that he has done. If he wasn't so addicted to the money and success, he never would have started dealing his company's drugs to people because he sees how badly it ruins people. It keeps him up at night sometimes, it really does. It's just... hard. He doesn't know where his priorities lie right now because he feels like he needs to grow up, get serious, and stop doing things that could not only ruin his own career and life, but his father's career and other people's health, but he has no real reason to grow up right now. He's not in a serious relationship, is living the good life, and has no expectations set for himself.


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✦Lɪᴋᴇs✦
✧ The ocean ✧ ↣ He loves all sorts of water sports, is perfectly content just laying on the beach and getting some sun, and somehow, the salty air always seems to put him at ease. The ocean, no matter which one it is, will always feel like home to Gabe.

✧ Junk food ✧ ↣ He will eat almost anything, so it's hard to narrow down his favorite food choice to just anything. While he's not a fan of the classic fast food places (McDonald's, Burger King, Taco Bell, etc), he's a sucker for food that isn't exactly healthy. He can convince himself that junk food that's probably of the same quality as McDonald's is better than the latter, and he indulges in it hard. Pizza, tacos, burgers, you name it, and he's eating it. In his defense, he does prefer home cooked meals, he just sucks at cooking for himself.

✧ Working out ✧ ↣ Eating so much means that this is a must if he wants to remain fit, but he does it more than just because it's a necessity. He actually enjoys going to the gym and feeling strong.

✧ New York ✧ ↣ He's lived full time in New York and Hawaii, but his family has homes scattered across the globe and his passport will attest to how far he has traveled. Still, New York comes out on top. There's no place that can top the city that never sleeps.

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✧Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs✧
◆ Prescription pills ✦ ↣ Call it ironic considering the company he works for, and how much he handles them outside of work, but Gabriel has never used any prescription medication that wasn't prescribed to him by his own doctor. He sees what they do to other people and the addictions that they can form, and he doesn't need that. Actually, aside from alcohol and an occasional smoke out with marijuana, he doesn't use drugs.

✦ His conscience ✦ ↣ His life would be so much easier if he didn't have to feel guilty about the things he does wrong. He doesn't care about his actions being wrong in the present, but it's always when his conscience kicks in and they start catching up to him that makes him go crazy.

✦ Cold weather ✦ ↣ New York winters make him consider moving back to Hawaii for good.

✦ Losing ✦ ↣ He likes competition and success and winning keeps him alive. It would be very easy for him to settle with just living off of his parents money, or maybe taking on some normal job and just floating through life, but Gabe wants to win. He wants to beat everyone at everything, and for him, the numbers and the money counts.

✦ Country music ✦ ↣ He'll listen to almost anything, but that hardcore hick country music just doesn't fly when he's in control of the radio.


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✧Tᴀʟᴇɴᴛs✧
✦ Surfing ✦ ↣ It is definitely his favorite hobby and a big reason for why he spent a year in Hawaii after graduating from high school.

✦ Manipulating people ✦ ↣ He has a way with words, and depending on the point of view, it's hard to tell whether it's a gift or a curse.

✦ Math ✦ ↣ It was always his best subject in school, and since he has a very strong love for money, it's a necessary skill.

✦ Sex ✦ ↣ He's selfish in a lot of aspects of his life, but the bedroom isn't one of them. Most of the girls he's slept with can attest to this.


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✧ Guilt ✧ ↣ Maybe it's not so much of a flaw as it is something that he deserves, but after things are said and done, Gabe's conscience has a tendency to eat him alive. He feels guilty for things he did years ago and no matter how much he tells himself to just get over it, he can't let things go. What's worse, maybe, is that he refuses to talk about most of these things to anyone, so all of the thoughts remained trapped in his head.

✧ Expressing emotions ✧ ↣ He hates getting deep with people, but this often affects his close relationships with people. Even in his last serious relationship, it was nearly impossible for him to truly open up. A lot of the time, his deeper emotions will be translated in an aggressive or even passive aggressive way because he hates getting emotional and expressing them in their true form.

✧ Compromising ✧ ↣ Especially when it comes to business, it's his way, or no deal. Being stubborn makes him difficult to deal with sometimes, but if he thinks that he is right, he is not letting up.

✧ Cooking ✧ ↣ It's quite possible that he's just too lazy to put enough care into his work, but he's triggered his apartment's smoke detector more than once just trying to cook toast.


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✧Secrets✧
✦ Deals drugs ✦ ↣ It's only a secret to some people... like his father, Pfizer, and the law. Gabe wouldn't consider himself to be an actual drug dealer anyway. No, he's more of a salesman, that's it. He doesn't stand on street corners trying to pass off a dime bag. He steals thousands and thousands of dollars worth of pills from his company and passes them along to Manhattan's finest. It's not a big game, but he knows how to play it right so that he makes the big bucks.

✦ He's not over Teegan ✦ ↣ His relationship with Teegan was the first and only serious relationship he had ever been in in his life. He had never been one for commitment before her, but when they were dating, he felt different and it was a good sort of different. Things ended, and he acts like he's completely indifferent to it all, or sometimes, even glad that it's over and that he can be a free bachelor, but he definitely misses it sometimes.

✦ He may be obsessed with Juliet ✦ ↣ Just look at her, the girl is beautiful! It's not hard to see what she's been his muse since they were just teenagers and he helped her get her fix on pills, even before he was working for Pfizer and had strong, reliable ways of getting his hands on prescription medications. When they were younger, he used the pills as a bartering tool, and really, a way to keep her interested in him. He didn't accept payment in the form of money from her. Just in sex. It was fucked up for sure, but she didn't really seem against it, so he doesn't think it was too horrible to have done. She claims that she's moved on from drug abuse for now, and though he doesn't believe it, he hopes that it's not true because he feels like that was all he had to offer her, and for some reason, one that he doesn't even know, he craves her attention.
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✧Dʀᴇᴀᴍs✧
✦ Live in Hawaii again ✦ ↣ He knows that he won't be moving there permanently any time soon, but taking a few months off from work to rent a place down there might be in his near future. It's definitely going to be at the top of the list for places he'd like to retire in, too.

✦ Become CEO of Pfizer ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION

✦ Have a net worth of over one billion dollars ✦ ↣ There are very few people in the world, of his age or younger, who have net worth's of that proportion, that are earned entirely on their own. Gabriel doesn't know what he wants to do yet, but after making it to the top of the Pfizer ladder, he knows he's going to want more. He's not happy unless he's growing, so he's already brainstorming ideas for his own companies that he can make to boost his net worth by the hundreds of millions, without it being linked to Pfizer, and his dad's help.

✦ Meet Taylor Swift ✦ ↣ Judge him all you want, but she's his celebrity crush, for sure. It's important to note that he'd like to meet her after she dumps Calvin Harris, though.

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✦Fᴇᴀʀs✦
✧ Drowning ✧ ↣ He loves swimming and surfing and being in the water in general, and no amount of stories about people dying in the water will change that love for him, but drowning sounds like a really, really bad way to go. Just through his experience in the ocean, he knows how terrifying it is to be trapped under the water, not knowing which way is the surface and which way is deeper water, so he can only imagine how bad it would be to die through something like that.

✧ Being exposed ✧ ↣ If anyone important found out that he was taking and selling Pfizer's drugs, he'd be absolutely, positively screwed. He would potentially face losing his job and credentials, risking his father losing his job, and possibly being imprisoned.

✧ Bees ✧ ↣ When he was a little kid, he had a really serious allergic reaction to a bee skin. His doctor insists that it was just a freak reaction and that he's not actually allergic to them, but if there's a bee in the area, you can bet that Gabe's gonna be on edge, watching that son of a bitch until it's long gone.

✧ Dementia ✧ ↣ If he's going to die of old age, then he at least wants to die knowing who he is and what's going on. Aging in general scares him, but he's really terrified of one day, becoming incapable of taking care of himself, physically and mentally.

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✧ Ian C. Read ✧ ↣ Father ↣ Living
✦ Sophia Read ✦ ↣ Mother ↣ Living


✦Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ✦
It's hard to complain about your life when you've been livin' the good life for the past twenty-nine years. Gabe's upbringing was something that most people dream of. He spent his childhood in a six story townhouse in Manhattan's Upper East Side, though his weekends and summers were spent split between Greenwich, Connecticut and Southampton, New York, where his family owned other homes. Although both of his parents were born into comfortable lives themselves, their parents couldn't offer them a tenth of what they offered Gabe. Ian started working for Pfizer, an American pharmaceutical company, after he graduated college in Scotland, and climbed the ladder after taking a job in their Latin American branch in Brazil. Here is where he met Sophia Cruz, who two years later, would become Sophia Read, and two years after that, would give birth to their first and only child, Gabriel. By that time, the family had relocated to The United States and thanks for Ian's connections at Pfizer, Gabriel's parents became American citizens. His father's rise in Pfizer hit it's peak ten years ago when he was appointed to the position of CEO of the entire company.

The Upper East Side treated Gabe well, even if he didn't grow up to be a squeaky clean nerd who earned his ride to an Ivy with endless hours slaving over textbooks in the library. Gabe got there, and mind you, without a penny spent by his father to help him, but he was never the kid that you would pass on the street and think he was a Brown student. He had the brains, he had the prestigious private high school degree, but he did not have the look, and definitely not the attitude. None of that mattered though, because Gabe graduated with his bachelor's degree and master's degree in a fast track option that took four years (plus summer semesters). His dad wanted him to immediately join the Pfizer team, promising him that the company would want "young faces" sooner or later, to replace him as CEO, but Gabe wasn't ready to settle down in the real world just yet. He took a year off from everything and lived in Hawaii, doing absolutely nothing aside from relaxing, even though, according to Pfizer's payroll, he was one of their top new employees. It's good to have your dad as the boss, and that became an even truer statement when Gabe finally did actually start working there at age twenty-three. It wasn't just the expected perks of being the son of the most powerful man of the country that made Gabe want to stay on board... it was the drugs. He wasn't taking them, but you shouldn't underestimate how easy it is for a guy in a suit, even one as scruffy looking as Gabe, to threaten the people below him into getting him bottles upon bottles of the most expensive drugs that their company makes. He makes a pretty penny already according to payroll, but with his side drug-dealing business he's opened up, he's doing real well for himself.



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✧Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ✧

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Character Sheet By : The Toxic Cereus
Inspired By : AmeliaIsGhostly
Filled Out By : Lilac

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Gabriel Read's Story

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Gossip Girl here and as we all sadly know, it is the end of the summer. I know, I know - heartbreaking, right? Back to longer days and nights in the office, homework and let's not even forget the copious amounts of hot coffee and tea we're all going to be sipping on once winter takes a bite out of our asses. But, if you're any of our fine citizens of the Upper East Side, you're probably not worried about such things. In fact, if you are anyone, you would be in The Hamptons where the Shanks are hosting their infamous annual White Party on the lawn of their gorgeous estate. And if you're not, well...then I'll sip on those scrumptious strawberry mimosas and partake in a few macaroons in your honor.

At about thirty minutes past two in the afternoon, every filthy rich Upper East Sider makes their way to one of the most beautifully appointed mansions in Southhampton, about fifteen minutes from the beach when driving. Either way you put it, you know it's going to be breathtaking. And while everyone else is decked in the appropriate white attire for the obviously over-priced event, you all already know that I'm going to be there too. Watching...waiting...and in utter impatience for the delicious events that are sure to unfold. XOXO, Gossip Girl.





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A A L I Y A H ~ S H A N K S
"Life ain't a box of Lucky Charms, but if you don't magically teleport yourself here..."

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Location || The White Party : The Shanks' Hampton Estate
iPod || Teen Idle by Marina & the Diamonds
Mood || Annoyed


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"Don't see the big deal, sis," Marcel said into the phone and Aaliyah shut her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration and having to ignore the way her Isabel Marant cuff clanked against the device she held up against her ear. She could already feel a headache coming on and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. The majority of the guests had arrived earlier with a few stragglers coming and going. Under normal circumstances, like when someone else was hosting an event at a gallery or even one that wasn't even important, Aaliyah barely even thought to text either of her siblings to see where they were. If she saw them, she saw them. If she did not, then that was the story and that was fine. However, this was an event their mother was throwing. Meaning, everyone was going to hear Debby's mouth until all of her family members were present. And by everyone, Aaliyah typically meant herself. "Can't you just magically convince her to let it go or something? You're good at that." Aaliyah bristled. It was a good thing she was in her bedroom and not anywhere downstairs where anyone could see her current facial expression.

"Hell no! This is not a box of Lucky Charms, but you better magically teleport yourself here or so help me God, I will magically shove my foot up your ass, Marcel." She hissed into her cell phone. She could hear her brother's eye roll through the phone. "I don't care if you have to convince your flavor of the month that you'd rather dip her in the chocolate fountain on front, be here. Now." She refused to encourage any more of his excuses by ending the call, letting out a frustrated sigh before trying to relax herself enough to return to the guests. This was not even her own event and she was already stressing. Aaliyah had changed her outfit twice before deciding on her Halston Heritage jumpsuit because Debby had made face after face when she saw her daughters' choices. She had had to leave Beau's side when Shailene pulled her aside to say that Debby was furious that Marcel wanted to bail on them for some girl he stole away to California. And suddenly, Aaliyah had to be the one to resolve the issue since Debby couldn't just call her son. Aaliyah shook her head quickly to dispel the negativity, though she could still feel herself brimming with aggravation when she rose from her perch on her childhood bed.

Before heading out, she stopped to check her reflection, styling her hair back into the messy bun from earlier in the morning so that her Jennifer Fisher earrings could be seen better. Sliding her cell back into her Louboutin clutch, she gave herself one more final glance over before heading out, ignoring the servant who asked if everything was alright. No, everything was not alright, but she was here, wasn't she? Wasn't that enough of a reason to not ask that dumb ass question? By the time Aaliyah was back on the first floor, a cordial smile was painted back on her face. In passing, she nodded to a few guests, the sound of her Miu Miu sandals echoing when she reached the outside portico. The spacious lawn of her family's estate was filled with white tables and a sea of white-attired bodies, the flashes of green from the lush grass peeking out amidst the stark color all of the guests wore. Some sported bikinis and swimsuits, others more elegant apparel. It was the one time of the year, other than if someone did a special event, that she had to deal with such an onslaught of the color, and Aaliyah was already annoyed despite the tasteful elegance of the event. The White Party was the one event Debby did not allow any other member of the family to host, which was why it was a big deal that Marcel was not present. No one missed their own mother's party, especially not because they were chasing tail as if they hadn't had a different one three weeks ago.

Her eyes roved over the crowd and she saw a few notable faces, though none of them being the main one she was looking for. A few of her followers nodded in her direction and she only offered a longer gaze before glancing around before she saw a familiar blonde head. Without hesitation, Aaliyah made her way over to Juliet, exhaling loudly when she reached her and looping her arm with the heiress. "Girl, tell me why Marcel's trying to get me killed and I'm not even the one who didn't show up," she immediately complained to the blonde, accepting a cranberry mimosa when it was offered from an approaching server.



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Location The White Party : The Shanks' Hampton Estate




Teegan stared at her ceiling. Her body unmoving and her breathing labored. In a few moments she needs to start getting ready for The Shanks party. She had gotten an invitation. At first she thought it was to be entertainment, but it seems like they honestly want her to attend. Teegan eagerly accepted the invitation and almost instantly regretted it. She figured out who was invited and has been trying to find ways to get out of it. But its hard to get out of a very important party. This is a career move for her. Despite all the people that would be there. Juliet being one of them. A scowl came to her lips at the thought of the pretentious blonde. A spoiled princess who never did anything on her own. Despite all the money she has, Teegan work ten times harder and earned way more. Just the idea of seeing the bitch was making it hard for her to want to attend. Turning her head to the left she saw her producer putting his clothes back on. "You can't be late for this party Teegan." he mumbled to her.

She rolled her eyes and pulled the blanket over her face. He sounded like her father. Her father had not failed to text her hours early to say that he was attending the party with his new 'girlfriend'. His new girlfriend was the bitch's mother of course. Which only added to the hatred she held for the blonde. "I know. I know. You sound like a broken record, Michael." She exclaimed, her voice muffled by the covers. "I have to repeat myself when you don't seem to be listening. Get out of bed." Michael turned around and yanked blankets from her hands. He exposed half of her naked body to the cold air. Getting dressed was the last thing on her mind right now. Especially with her producer's eyes roaming her body. "I can't get dressed with you staring at me." Teegan wrapped her arms around her own body. "Besides. Don't you need to get back to Mrs. Lyles." she teased. They were both attending the party. Michael nodded and grabbed his shirt from the left side of her bed. Quickly leaning down and planting a kiss on her lips, her grabbed the rest of his things he headed out of her bedroom. "Get dressed Hansley." he said right before he shut the front door.

Her chocolate hued eyes glanced at the clock. She had and hour and half to get dressed and get to the party. A sigh escaped her and she finally pushed herself off of the bed. She dashed into the bathroom and started cleaning herself up. She smelled like sex and rum initially and now she smelled like tranquility and grapefruit. A towel wrapped around her waist and she did her hair and makeup. Making sure each eyebrow was even, she determined her makeup was good enough. She put on her matching bra and underwear set and then squeezed herself into the white dress. Gripping the sides of her dress, she pulled up the bottom and walked towards her silver heels. The strap was secure and then she stood before a body mirror. She looked decent for pulling this together in about forty-five minutes. She smiled proudly at herself and then she grabbed her phone. Teegan phoned for her driver.

Within twenty minutes she arrived at the estate. Many people had already arrived. There was really one person that she was looking for. She was honestly hoping that the blonde bimbo would not be with her father. Finally she spotted him with his girlfriend. Juliet was just a couple steps away talking to the hosts daughter. Teegan grabbed a glass of champagne on her way towards her father. She smiled brightly at him. "Hi daddy." she said. Her father leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Hello Teegan. You looked lovely." he responded. Her smile brightened. Teegan smiled politely at his girlfriend, but did not say anything to her. Just an older version of the spoiled brat. "I have to mingle. Michael said. I will talk to you later." she assured her father.

The singer songwriter, sipping her champagne enjoy the aesthetic of the party. She talked to be people that she did know and people that she did not know. She was very polite. And she was actually happy not to have run into Gabriel yet. He does not seem to be here yet. Teegan did not want to watch him follow around Juliet like some love sick puppy. Not when she would rather he follow her around. And Edward has yet to be found. Another relief. She did not want to deal with someone she was using as rebound. At least not right now. Maybe later tonight. After a couple more glasses of champagne.

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"The summer should go out with a bang, but I'd prefer it be a blonde
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One might be surprised by the amount of people who Gabriel was familiar with at the Shanks' party. There were people who he wasn't shockingly familiar with. They were the ones who were his own age, or the families that his family had grown up with. There were people who he was more than familiar with, like Teegan Hansley, his exgirlfriend, who he had watched with a hard stare walk into the party at a distance, before she disappeared into the sea of white. Juliet Arnault and Aaliyah Shanks fell into that category too, he supposed, if he was trying to brush Teegan off as just being a sexual experience like those two girls. However, there were other people, some older, and some just distant from his own family's connections, who he mingled with too. He knew them in a different way than he knew those old familiar faces, and it was a way that neither party would vocalize aloud at such an event. They were his clients, the ones who he catered to through his "side" business. While may talked cocaine up to be Wall Street's drug of choice, Gabe had tapped into that same market with his prescription pills business, and it was an undeniably large market at that. Crushed and snorted, a lot of his pills gave similar effects as cocaine, and in a world where everyone cared about their image, many felt "cleaner" or less illegal using prescription pills than a completely illegal drug like cocaine, even if the drug, not prescribed to them, was still very much illegal. While he was happy to converse with these people at the party, he appreciated the unspoken rule that their business deals were never brought up. He normally didn't mind talking business at parties if it meant talking money, but today, he was in the mood to relax. He didn't want to have to start lists in his phone on who he needed to get pills for. He wanted to continue to sip the glass of scotch that he had, have some good food, and enjoy the party's atmosphere with friends. Sure, that was going to be a little difficult with so many of his ex "something"'s in one place at one time, but Gabe would deal with it with a smirk on his face. He always managed to.

Although from the outside, Gabe appeared to be enthralled by what the brunette in front of him was gushing about, he really hadn't heard a word since the conversation started five minutes before. His gaze continued to switch between Ed, who was a good distance away chatting with some older woman, Juliet and Aaliyah, who were on the other side of the yard, Teegan, who was by them, and then back to the girl in front of her. He really only humored her with the ocasional glance and chuckle because she was smoking hot... and he was willing to gift himself with a girl like he. This summer deserved to go out with a bang... but the gorgeous girl in front of him wasn't going to be his first choice of the night. Hell, she wasn't even his second choice. Not even the third. His top three choices were Juliet, Teegan and Erin, and strangely, in that order. What was strange about it was that it was basically the opposite order of attainability. Erin was definitely the easiest of the three because she reeked of desperation. It was mean, maybe, but true in Gabe's mind. Juliet was definitely the hardest because she barely even spoke to him since the night he slept with Aaliyah years ago. Very rarely since then, he could get her to answer a text, and now and then, if they were out at the same party and he just so happened to have her pills on him (which, admittedly, he frequently carried on purpose just in case he saw her), he could get her to accept them in exchange for some conversation. It was never more than that though, and honestly, Gabe didn't know why he wanted more. It was an unfounded obsession, but one that seemed impossible for him to get over.

Lastly, there was Teegan, and she fell in murky water because of their history. He would get occasional texts from her when she was completely wasted, wanting to hook up in a "no strings attached" manner, and Gabe had played into it a few times, but he always hated himself after doing so because with a girl like her, it was impossible to have sex without feelings. Even if he knew that it was possible, maybe even likely, that he still had some sort of feelings for her, he didn't want to explore them anymore. He had put himself out there once, and opened himself up to a girl one time, and since that had failed, he wasn't going to try again. Especially not now, when her music career had taken off and he was sure that she had moved on to some big shot singer or something anyway. Even if he wanted to get back with Teegan seriously, he knew it wouldn't last long anyway. He wasn't ready to give up his side business just yet, and Juliet, who had been the breaking point for their relationship, was still someone he tried texting on a regular basis. He could tell Teegan he would stop, and just focus on her, but it would be a lie that she would surely unravel with time. He wished it wasn't so, and he wished that he could just be happy without wanting more, especially "more" that was unattainable, but he just couldn't.

Just as he raised his glass of scotch to confirm that yes, it was now empty, the woman who Ed had been talking to passed by him, and instantly, he excused himself from his brunette conversation partner, who looked a tad bit offended as he slid past her and over to his friend. He placed a hand on Ed's shoulder, a bit roughly, as he approached him from behind. "You into MILFs now or something, man? What was that about? Or shit, tell me that was Beau's mom, and you're trying to fuck his girl and his mom. I'd give you props for that, man."

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Edward was the kind of person who enjoyed parties. He really did, and it wasn't just because many of them resulted in him getting the numbers of more than just a few girls, who would likely end up in his bedroom one night that week. No, he just liked the atmosphere of parties. Even ones like this, that were filled with pretentious New Yorkers, with made up problems, living in their top 1% bubble. Ed couldn't really speak on the guests here because he was one of them, and not much different, in financial situation, at least. In terms of character and depth, he liked to think that he differed from the people around him. He wasn't so caught up in himself that he thought that he was incredibly intellectual or a much better person than everyone else, but he liked to think that he wasn't so superficial. Maybe it was more of a hope than a truth, though. Blending into the crowd perfectly, in his all white outfit of white chino pants and a white button down with the sleeves rolled up and a few buttons popped, he surely felt less individual than he liked. Regardless, he was going to have a good time today. The vibes at events like these were always good ones, and since this was the last real party of the summer, that was especially true, since everyone seemed to be in the same mindset of wanting to end the season on a good note.

Ed had arrived to the party alone. Though his family had received invitations as well, both of his parents were back in Berlin for something related to his father's work, and his sisters were out of state as well. They were all valid excuses too, since one did not just miss this party for no reason. Debby Shanks had enough guests where she wouldn't be bothered by his family not coming, but for your own health, you didn't just not come to a Shanks party for no reason. You would surely be the one regretting it when your social media feeds were flooded with pictures, and the talk for the next week consisted only of inside jokes that arose from the afternoon. Just because he had come alone, though, didn't mean that he was alone for very long. He had chatted with Gabe for a little while when he had gotten there, and a few other acquaintances as well. He had returned to the house for just a minute to use the restroom, and when he reappeared, he had been caught in conversation by a woman who explained that she owned an art gallery out in Greenport and would love for him to showcase his work there sometime. They conversed for a good ten minutes or so before she excused herself, and since the conversation had ended on a good note, it left Ed in an even better mood. One that seemed necessary, considering the playful mood Gabe was clearly in when his friend approached him. "Yeah right, man," he said, smirking. "I'm sure she wishes, but nah, she just was talking to me about some art gallery she owns. You know how it goes, I'm sure. Gotta add in a little business talk, even if this party's supposed to be all about fun," he joked. He was unaware that Gabe had no intentions of making any "transactions" today, but it wasn't unusual for him to see a quick hand to hand deal go down at parties. He didn't touch on the part about the woman being Beau's mother specifically, because it just wasn't necessary. He appreciated the dig just as much as the smirk on Gabe's face suggested he did, though. Ed wasn't into woman who were that much older than himself, but if it meant pissing Beau off a little bit more, his mother, no matter how old, might have been an exception to that rule. Ed didn't like sleeping with girls who were taken anyway, but when it came to a girl who had Beau's ring on her finger, he had made an exception, so why not again? "Have you seen Aaliyah, though? I thought I would have run into her by now."

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Tension sat in the air as Beau stood with Leah and Juliet. It was as though Satan himself stood behind Beau, lightly blowing cold air on the nape of his neck. The discomfort wasn’t something that Beau wasn’t used to by now. Girls talk, Beau was aware of that. He was even more aware that Leah knew of his past mistakes, long before he ever admitted them, and had let Juliet know of the disgusting antics Beau was up to in his free time. Beau also knew that once his secret was out to the Leah’s closest friend, he’d no longer be the charming young lad from England he used to be. No. Now he’s the rubbish that Leah should get rid of but keeps around for someone’s sake. Whatever. To Beau it was all the same. He couldn’t care less what her friends thought of him as long as they all kept their mouths shut about his business and let him go on his merry way. Essentially, what Leah was currently doing about the situation. After all, it seemed to work for the both of them. As Juliet left their side, Beau rolled his eyes to her abrasive valediction. Beau turned his head to a departing Juliet and spit his out farewell at her, “Cheerio, love.” Beau’s eyes may have well rolled back into his head with the attitude that came out with the short sentence. There was no kindness left between Juliet and Beau as there once had been. It only bothered Beau when she acted as childish as she did. Otherwise, it meant nothing to him.

Beau’s eyes floated around the vicinity. ”Love, tell me something. Will she ever pull her head from her arse?” Beau’s lips touched his glass but shortly realized he had been running on empty again. He signaled for another and set his empty glass down on a passing waiter’s tray. Beau’s eyes didn’t mean Leah’s as he already knew she was probably making a face or was getting ready to comment about his intake. How many was that? She’d ask and Beau would have to tell her to cool it before telling her he was quickly moving onto his third or fourth drink. ”I’m going to mingle, babe. I’m sure there’s someone here who’s ass I can kiss to put me at the top of the ballot. I’ll catch you in a bit.” Beau kissed Leah quickly and moved. As he moved through the yard, he passed Juliet. He stood by her for a short second while he waited for the waiter to meet him with his drink. “Get your nose out of my business now, eh?” Beau spoke with a false smile slathered to his lips as though cameras were constantly watching his every move, waiting for him to mess up. “My life’s got nothing to do with you so move along, ight?” Beau smiled and nodded to passing guests, took the drink that was being presented to him by a server and without giving Juliet enough time to make a departing comment, walked off.

Sipping on his drink in between steps, Beau went to the one place he probably shouldn’t have. He saw Brynn and Erin from a distance and he was getting tired of the snobby, posh people his mother-in-law to-be had invited. A light stroll with his hand in his pocket sent him straight into Brynn’s arms. “Ladies,” he said with a smile on his face as he double kissed both of their cheeks. “I hope you’re enjoying this party as much as I am?” He said jokingly, raising his glass to them with a light chuckle. Beau’s eyes fell on the rest of the party. From a distance, he could see Leah, Juliet and a few guys, one of which was Edward, which Beau was not particularly fond of and the other was Gabe. He scowled at the back of their heads before turning back to Erin and Brynn. He noticed Brynn’s hand held onto a lemonade and his eyebrow raised. “B, dear, that’s no way to get through one of these shit-fests. You need one of these.” He said pointing to his drink in hand. Beau turned to a waiter, raising his hand to get their attention.

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"Nah, no business talk for me today, man. Today's all about relaxation. Scotch, food, and relaxation." If he knew which girl he wanted today to be about, he would have thrown her name in there too. Anyone who knew Gabe would know that his first answer for that question would be Juliet, and it wasn't like today was any different. He didn't even know why he was so captivated by the blonde. Maybe it was because he knew he couldn't have her. Even when they were sleeping together, years ago, she wasn't actually his. She wanted the drugs that he had, not him. Her lack of interest then, coupled with Aaliyah's warning that he better not try that again, plus her no longer needing his drugs, meant that he was likely chasing something that he would never have. He was a smart guy, there was no arguing that, so even he couldn't explain to someone why he didn't just give up. Juliet was gorgeous, but there were hoards of other gorgeous girls in the Upper East Side that he could have if he wanted. Like Teegan. She was someone who he actually had loved at one point, and the love had been reciprocated. He had a chance there, and one that he knew would actually be good for his life, and yet he couldn't even drop this... obsession... even for true love. It was crazy, and by now, he had convinced himself that he just needed to sleep with Juliet one last time to get the lust out of his system before he moved on. He knew that that would be a dangerous game to play, though. Not only had Teegan been texting him more lately (usually when she was intoxicated), but he knew that Aaliyah's warning still stood, despite it being made years ago. If he made real moves on Juliet, he knew it would cause drama, but maybe it was time to say "oh well". Gabe was a business man. He knew that when dealing with risky business, you had to make your move before it was too late, and he didn't want to miss his chance. The summer was almost over, maybe tonight would be his lucky night.

"Aaliyah?" He repeated, turning his head backwards as he tried to remember where he had last seen her. "I thought I saw her over there a little while ago. Talking to my future wife. You think I should seal the deal with Juliet tonight? Take her back to my place? Remind her of what she's been missing all these years?" Though his smirk made it evident that he knew he was being cocky, he wasn't joking with what he was saying. What probably made the situation messed up, though, was that while he was speaking about Juliet like that, he couldn't stop himself from sending a text to Teegan.

To: Teegan
i always said you looked good in white. today's no exception.

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The blonde was tired of mingling. The smile was starting to hurt her cheeks. The champagne did not have a high enough alcohol concentration for her and to tie all this together she had spotted her ex. Teegan did not stare at Gabriel for long, in fact she made it a point to stay away from him. Though she would never admit this out loud, she still loved him. She would do just about anything for him. And it completely destroyed her when they broke up because the stupid spoiled bitch that she might have to soon call a step sister. Just that idea forced, Teegs to down the contents in the glass and grab another one.

She had seen Brynn and Erin over the way, conversing. She would make a point to talk to them before the night was up. But Michael, her producer, wanted her to use this party as a career booster. Casually drinking with friends was not a part of the plan. She took a sip of champagne. She needed to calm her nerves. More than anything she wanted to go home and become best friends with her Jack Daniels. It was better than this. Better than playing pretend. She would not be able to keep up this perfect image for long. Her phone buzzed and she glanced at the message sender. It was Gabriel. Rarely, does he send messages to her. Usually Teegan sends then when she is highly intoxicated. She read the message, not being able to stop the small smile that crept across her face. More than anything she wanted to respond in a way that would get him to take her home. But she was not drunk enough. And she is supposed to be over him

To: Gabriel
Thank you. You look quite handsome

That was safe. This party was going to be the death of her. "Teegan." She turned to her father's voice. Mrs. Arnault was linked to his arm, so the blonde smiled as politely as she could. "Could you find Juliet so we can all take a picture together." The smiled died. Teegan's main plan for tonight was to stay away from her. Every time they were together, they were arguing about something. "No." she said simply. Her father was not taking that as an answer. "Go find her. Now." It was as if Teegan was a child. Reluctantly agreeing, she went on the hunt for a skinny blonde bitch. It should not be hard to find a spoiled princess in the crowd. There were only two at this party. Aaliyah and Juliet.

After finishing another glass of champagne, she found Juliet. "Save the glare. Our parents want a picture." she said, not even attempting to pretend that she likes her. "The quicker we take this picture, the sooner we no longer have to see each other." She assured the blonde. Teegan waited for some arguing followed by some form of agreement. They needed to take this picture or their parents would just come and get them to do it later. She glanced over at Brynn and Erin for a moment before deciding to text them.

To: Erin, Brynn
I will need to be rescued soon