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Genesis Carter

"I am never alone, but I am always lonely"

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a character in “Thin Walls”, as played by Simple_Imperfections

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"Loneliness is my disease. I need you to be my cure."


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Full Name:
Genesis Renee Carter
Gender:
Female
Age:
23
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
Floor Number:
2
Occupation:
Waitress/Secretly an Escort
Apartment Room Appearance:
Bedroom
Bathroom



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Hair Color:
Dark Brown/Black
Eye Color:
Light blue/grey
Height:
5'4"
Weight:
140lbs
Tattoos:
Arrow
Piercings:
Both Ears
Scars:
She has random scars on her body from when she was kid. She was rather clumsy and tripped over her own two feet. Now she is better at knowing where she is going, unless she is really tired. Her other scars come from when she has been man handled by some of the people she has escorted. But she usually just tells people that she hurt herself doing something silly.
Oddities:
Genesis is strangely good at singing, but prefers to sing in private.
Sarcasm is Genesis' second language.
She makes most of her money being an Escort.
Genesis is only clumsy really early in the morning and really late at night.
Her outfits range from really casual to really formal.



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Personality:
{Sarcastic, Playful, Outgoing, Pleasing}
When people first see Genesis, they see her bright smile. Her friendly demeanor is what most people notice about her. The brunette tries to be warm hearted and caring towards people. The last thing she wants to do is scare anyone away. She is very charismatic. Her charm tends to draw people in. The way she converses usually gets people to stay. She is a very sociable human being. She enjoys being surrounded by people and talking with them. Her external smile makes up for her internal frown. Genesis always feels lonely even when she isn't. She has the idea in her head that no one actually cares about her and that they are bound to leave. Because of this, she started Escorting. It gives her the opportunity to be wanted by someone if even for a couple of hours.

As people get to know Ms. Carter, they realize that her native tongue is sarcasm. She likes to make snarky and teasing comments. It makes her and everyone around her laugh. Of course she tries not to hurt feelings, but sometimes it is inevitable. It is used more around people that bring up her past. It is a way to curb the conversation away from her. With people she doesn't like nor care about, her sarcasm is used as a weapon. Genesis has pushed people away with her sarcasm. It is rather crude and demeaning. It is used to harm and keep herself safe. It is not used as often, but when it is, it is a scary sight.

Finally Genesis likes to please. The way she pleases varies from person to person. When it comes to friends, she usually tends to their needs. She often puts their needs above her own. When it comes to lovers, she is at their beck and call. Whenever they need her for anything, she will be there. Genesis has gotten in trouble with friends because of how quick she is to drop everything and go to them. With escorts she does whatever they want to make them happy. Most of the time it is to have a woman they can wine and dine. And other times it goes much farther than that. Pleasing people is her way of filling the emptiness.
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Hobbies:
Singing in private - It is a way to destress and pass the time.
Escorting - It has become a past time more than a job, but it does pay well.
Shopping - She mostly does it to get different clothes for when she has to 'work' and she likes expanding her wardrobe. γ€€γ€€γ€€γ€€γ€€γ€€
Habits:
Drinking at least one glass of wine a day. Sometimes she has way more.
Playing with the tips of her hair is kind of a nervous or seductive habit.
Saying everything is alright when it isn't. She has become skilled at hiding her loneliness.
Likes/Loves:
  • Escorting
  • Alcohol - specifically wine
  • Being surrounded by friends
  • Feeling wanted by anyone
  • Shopping
  • Her waitressing job
  • The idea of falling in love
Dislikes/Hates:
  • Being alone
  • Being called a 'prostitute'
  • Judgmental people
  • Talking about her past
  • Not having any new clothes to wear
  • Drugs
Strengths:
Hiding her true feelings from people || Singing || Cooking || Waitressing ||
Weaknesses:
Being vulnerable with anyone || Being alone || Any kind of fighting || Swimming




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History:
Genesis Renee Carter. Named after her great grandmother on her father's side. Her name means the start or beginning of something. This child was supposed to be the start of a better life for Mr and Mrs. Carter. Instead it just brought hard times. It brought sadness. It brought trouble for the young Miss Carter. Her parents were both alcohol addicts. Every now and then they would dabble in one of the illicit drugs. Through all their intoxication, the couple married and decided to have a baby. In their rundown apartment was where the baby came into the world. It is where she realized that the world is truly cruel and heartless. Her mother had died at childbirth, leaving Genesis with her father.

Her father has secretly been blaming young Genesis for the death of her own mother. Secretly wishing that his daughter was not born so that he could be reunited with his beloved. The brunette never heard any of this. Her father never came up to her and said that their horrible lives were all her fault. Instead he was never around. Genesis had to raise herself. Every now and then her father would appear to make sure that his daughter was not dead and child protective services was not looking for him, but other than that he would stay in his room. He would drink from the early hours of the morning until late hours of the day. Genesis does not know anything about her father and often pretends that she doesn't have one. In her eyes she was abandoned and alone.

When she turned 18, she called the police to have an ambulance come pick up her father. Several empty vodka bottles surrounded the bed. Her father was on top of the bed, not moving. Genesis had checked for a pulse, but could not find one. The police came and collected her father. They asked her questions, but she could not answer them. She was not there when he overdosed and she did not care enough about him to attempt to fill in the blanks. Genesis was not sad. She was lonely. Internally and forever lonely. At least her father was in the apartment even when he was not seen. But now she had no one. The void in her heart only grew as she desperately wanted to fill it.

At the age of 19, she found out about escorting. It was a formal version of prostitution. She did not have to stand on the corner and wait for some disgusting creep to want her. Wealthy, older men would call her and ask for her time. Her pay was dependent on what the two them did and how far they went. Genesis has been paid simply for going on dates with the men. Once she made enough money, she left her hometown. Finding an apartment, Genesis managed to get work as a waitress. She kept up her escorting. It was what paid the bills. No one knows that she escorts and she always uses a fake name with the men. With this she tries to fill the void, but it is still prevalent.



Face Claim:
Carly Rae Jepsen
Hex Code:
#494994
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So begins...

Genesis Carter's Story

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            Date: July 4, 2016

            Time: 7:14 P.M. Doors open at 8:00 P.M.

            Occasion: Who doesn't love a good party? Especially the youths of the city. They're still young, they're allowed to have their fun. One might even say it's almost their duty to do so. Y'know, before life takes a hold with sharp talons and soul-sucking grip. They don't have forever to live. They might as well enjoy the time they've got. Genesis Carter, resident of the infamous apartment building on the corner of Pike's Place and Turnstone, seems to embrace this philosophy. At least, that's what one can assume given the massive rager she's arranged to have held for the fourth of July. What better opportunity to throw a great party? She's pulled out all the stops. Arranged entertainment for the event is local singer Malcolm Lewis, another resident of the apartment building. Plenty of people are invited to attend, and everyone in Seattle knows that when word gets out, more people than the ones initially invited manage to find their way into the party. But who cares, right? Everyone's just out to have a good time. Of course, all the residents of the host's apartment building are invited to attend, so shall we see what the night holds for them?

            Location: The old warehouse down in the Station District. It's been a pretty popular location for parties recently.
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Location: Old Warehouse || Mood: Excited || Outfit: x




Genesis was having a hard time containing her excitement. Today was the Fourth of July Bash. She had been planning this party for weeks. And it came together nicely. Though Genesis only invited the people living in the infamous building of Pike's Place and Turnstone, she had ordered enough food and rented a big enough party space for all of the extras. Anyone that was anyone had known this party was happening. She had even tweeted about it a couple of hours ago. So far she has endless retweets. Gen would not be shocked if this place was packed. She had even picked a famous party to make sure that people enjoyed their time. Her friends were insistent on trying to help her pay for everything. But she shut them all down. With her escorting job, paying for this was no big deal. She had worked everyday for the past two weeks just to pay for everything. She was going to need a break from escorting for a couple of weeks. One of them was way too aggressive and she needed to cover the bruises with makeup.

”Miss Carter?” Genesis turned around to see one of the caterer’s calling out to her. He had the three cakes she had order. Each were red, white, and blue for the occasion. ”Oh. You can put them over there.” Genesis said as she pointed to the table. She had gotten the best caterer’s for both the food and the sweets. She was really hoping that Matthias and Parker liked it. They were chefs and very critical. They would probably be nice about it, but she would be able to tell by their face if it was horrible. So she was praying that everything was going to taste amazing. The cake was settled down and Genesis handed over the check. She waved goodbye and then checked cake off her list. Then she turned to the stage. Genesis had everything ready for her friend Malcolm to perform. This was a great way to get his name out there and it was free entertainment. She was not expecting him for a couple more minutes, since she had arrived an hour earlier than planned. Pulling out her phone she sent a quick message to Mal.

;Mal
Everything is all set up for you when you get here! And the cake arrived. Oh I am so excited!

The message sent and she started walking around to make sure everything was ready. She continued checking everything off her list. The only thing left were guests. The alcohol was stalked up. Not only for her sake, but for everyone else's. She was expecting at least half of her guest to have some alcohol. If not she would serve them to everyone herself. Speaking of alcohol, she would need a few drinks before people showed up. Waltzing over to the drink table, she opened some champagne. She poured herself a tall glass and started drinking. She pulled her phone back out. There were a couple more messages that need to be sent out.
;Parker
Better be dressed for this party! I worked too hard for you not to be here!

;Matt
You’re coming right? I know you don’t like parties, but you to do this for me!

;Bittor
I hope you are taking me home tonight

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Malcolm "Mal" Lewis / location: Station District warehouse / mood: nervous but happy / outfit
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"And when the lights start flashing like a photobooth- Bonjour? Maman, comment vas-tu ? je suis sur le point de jouer un concert , puis-je vous appeler plus tard? Je vous remercie. je t'aime. je te parlerai plus tard."

Mal has never been this nervous for a gig

Maybe it's because all of his apartment neighbors would be here. Maybe it was his mother's phone call, wishing him good luck. Maybe even the party atmosphere is heightening his nervousness. Either way, his hands are shaking and he's not really sure how to calm down. He tries taking deep breaths, but his hands won't stop shaking, and his leg is jiggling frantically, tapping strange beats into the floor of his car. He's so nervous that his phone vibrating causes him to jump. It's from Luca, his roommate. Oh yeah, he's probably the reason Mal's so nervous.

To: Luca
7:16 PM
I don't think Gen needs any help, but I could use the company. Meet me when you get here.

Mal has already picked out his songs, changed into his outfit for the show, and made dinner for Luca and himself, leaving the leftovers in the fridge. He has a big feeling that the leftovers will be untouched when he finally gets home tonight, and that spikes his anxiety even more. Luca is his best friend, and Mal may have feelings for him, but he worries the fuck out of Mal. Mal didn't understand anxiety until he started playing gigs, and he never started feeling real, harsh anxiety until he started living with Luca. It could be Luca's heavy anxiety brushing off on him, or his general feelings for the other boy. He works so hard to get Luca to eat and be healthy without being pushed out of Luca's life, which is a complicated task. It usually involves making extremely healthy dinners for them, making meals for Luca to take when he's so busy with work, and discreetly asking about Luca's eating in their normal conversation. Just thinking about it makes Mal wonder if Luca will eat anything before he comes to the party tonight.

Mal finally gets the courage to get out of his car and meet Genesis inside, especially when she texts him. She was probably already there, and trying to get her mind off of the night as well. Mal is eager to practice and forget that this will be the first time some of the people in the building will hear him sing; well, other than his debuts in the shower or his practice time in the apartment. Mal usually keeps the door open, and his voice rings through the floor, and sometimes even the building if he's loud enough. He walks through the door, finding Genesis with a tall glass of champagne, and he finds himself smiling. "Salut, mon ami. Have another glass?" He twists the hat on his head backwards, meddling with the rings on his finger afterwards.

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Location: Old Warehouse || Mood: Excited || Outfit: x




Genesis finished her tall glass of champagne as she finished waltzing around. Everything was close to perfect. There were still a few things that needed adjusting and tinkering with, but she was practically done. Everything will be complete once the entertainment arrived. But he wasn't here yet. She pulled out her phone to call Malcolm, but then she heard his voice from behind her. Turning to face him, she greeted him with a wide smile. "Don't mind if I do." she responded heading back to the alcohol table to pour herself another tall glass. She also poured one for her friend. Genesis headed back to him and handed over the glass. "Are you nervous, love?" She asked, with a soft smile. She had been friends with him long enough to know when he is more than ready to perform, which was usually when he was alone in his apartment. And she knew when he was nervous, like before gigs and such. This just happens to be on of the times where she could tell that he was nervous.

She took a quick sip from the glass before continuing to speak. "Try and relax. All the people coming have most likely already heard you singing." Gen encouraged. He had a habit of leaving his door open while he is practicing in his room. Everyone in the apartment has most likely heard his voice and enjoyed it. She enjoyed. He had an incredible voice. It's why she shows up to his gigs and such. Well that and to be a supportive best friend.

Just then there was a knock at the door. She checked the time on her phone and realized that it was a still a bit early for anyone to be showing up. But she would not mind letting them in. "Drink your champagne and then go warm up for me please." She asked him. Genesis gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before walking over to the warehouse entrance. She finished her glass of champagne as she went to open the door. Before her stood Lloyd Lexington. She knew him because he lived on the floor below her. She hand wrote his invitation since she did not know him enough to send him a text or email. She smiled politely. ”You’re a tad bit early. Come on in.” Genesis said, moving to the side so that he could walk in. ”Enjoy some food. Partake in the alcohol. If you need anything I will be wandering around.” She told him. There were still a few more things that needed to be dealt with before she started dealing with guests. Especially because she was not ready for guest.

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xx"does the pain weigh out the pride?
xxand you look for a place to hide.
xxdid someone break your heart inside?
xxyou're in ruins."

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He had more or less reached the warehouse when Mal's reply came. Luca read it and grinned. Sometimes, he was unable to believe how Mal was able to put up with him in the way he did. Cooking them dinner according to Luca's habits, checking up on Luca in a way that made Luca feel cared for as opposed to anxious. Then again, maybe the only reason he didn't get mad or completely shut down was because it was Mal asking. Sure, it was complicated. But, complicated feelings aside, Mal was his best friend. The singer was one of the few people that completely got Mal and all of his flaws, and didn't treat him any differently for it. And perhaps the fact that their relationship was seldom awkward only helped that.

As he turned the corner, his phone started ringing. He checked it, about to ignore the call, but groaned when he saw it was his agent. This was one call he couldn't really hang up on. He answered it, doing his best to hide his annoyance. He was surprisingly successful- well, either that, or the agent was too frazzled to care.

As he talked, pacing outside the warehouse, someone walked past. Blonde hair, not that familiar. Not worth paying any attention to. Not with the conversation at hand.

"Frank- Frank, I have to go, I'm supposed to be somewhere now. Just- I'll email my schedule to you in the morning, okay? And you can re-arrange it or do whatever you have to do to fit it in. Okay. Okay. Thanks," he said, hanging up. The phone call had only made him feel worse. Someone had called to rearrange a shoot and move it to a day when he was busy enough as it was, which was completely disrupted everything. And, of course, everything was important.

He turned his phone on silent and strode up to the side door. It was half-open, so he pushed it open. His eyes first found Mal, and he grinned. It was only as he stepped into the warehouse itself that he spotted Genesis and the blonde from before- Lloyd, was it? He definitely lived in the apartment building, Luca just wasn't sure where.

"Hey guys. Sorry, agent called with important business, otherwise I would have been here ten minutes ago," he admitted. "Ooh, champagne? Don't mind if I do," he said as he reached Mal, pouring himself a tall glass and taking a sip. Champagne used to have a much more potent effect on him- but after having it at so many events and shoots and god knows what else, it may as well have been water. That was why he always preferred the stronger stuff.

"So, superstar," Luca said, turning to Mal. "How're the nerves?"


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Malcolm "Mal" Lewis / location: Station District warehouse / mood: nervous but happy / outfit
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Mal takes the glass from her hands, sipping on it carefully. The taste of good champagne is always to be savored, but his nervous mind begs him to chug the hard liquor at the table. When Genesis asks if he's nervous, he can't help but laugh. What makes you think that? Mal jokes, trying to restrain himself from downing the rest of this champagne and pouring another glass. If he was going to get drunk tonight, it would have to be later; he couldn't risk his performance.

Genesis' words are calming, but right now, he's really regretting getting here early. "I shouldn't be nervous, but I'm always nervous before a show, no matter who it is." Before Genesis and Mal can delve further into his nervousness, someone else arrives. Mal's heart beat quickens, hoping it'll be Luca to his rescue. Mal lingers longer in the front of the venue, looking to see who enters. But it's not Luca, not even close. Lloyd Lexington, another resident of Pike's Place, walks through the door, and Mal clams up. If he was nervous before, he's downright anxious now. Mal and Lloyd have never been on good terms, and it's not because of Mal. Lloyd seems to think of Mal as some sort of fool, and is always trying to knock him down a few inches. Mal has never been the one to degrade another, so he never gives Lloyd the satisfaction of getting a reaction out of Mal. But right now, the nervousness breaks through and he can't stand to be in the same room for another minute. If Lloyd made a single comment about his singing tonight, or anything related to his career, Mal wouldn't hesitate in reacting. Badly.

Before Mal can run and hide backstage, Luca pops in, and the grin he receives from the model relaxes him immediately. It's probably unhealthy how easily Luca can change his mood, but there are a lot of unhealthy things in their lives right now, and this one just happened to feel good. Luca explains why he's later than expected, but Mal doesn't really care. Just having his roommate in person is satisfactory.

Then Luca acknowledges him personally, and Mal can't help but blush when he's called a superstar. He downs the glass of champagne and pours another for himself. "Just about to warm up, care to join?" Mal offers Luca, ignoring his question about the nerves. Mal grabs Luca's hand and leads him backstage, relishing the sound of their footsteps reverberating and the sight of keyboards and microphones. He sits down and starts playing the opening song, forgetting where he is, losing himself in the music. Music is his safe space, his happy place. Music is his obsession, and he wouldn't be who he is without it. "Kissing up on fences and up on walls, on the way home, I guess it's all working out..."

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                        Days off were weird. Half the time Matthias remained entirely unsure of what to do with himself during the hours he typically allotted for work, and just did what he would be doing anyway: cooking. He only worked six days a week, sure, so having at least one free day shouldn't have been any sort of shock to him, but the issue in this case was that this typically wasn't his day off. A friend and fellow chef had asked to swap shifts with him (something about a baby shower), so Matthias had done the only thing he could do, really, in that situation. Said, "Yeah, of course, man, I've got you covered. Have fun."

                        And the whole thing had been just slightly confusing. He was used to order, routine, and the minor disruption had been just a touch off-putting. It left him working a dinner shift on a day he usually worked a lunch shift and with a day off two days before the one he usually had. Which is why he found himself where he was then. In the kitchen of his apartment, hogging the stove (not that it mattered, really, Nova was never really itching to use it anyway). He was deeply involved in his work, beads of sweat lining his forehead, brow furrowed; he hardly noticed when his phone on the kitchen counter buzzed. He set the burner to simmer to take a quick glance at the message he'd just received.

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                        xxxHEY YOU'RE ALL READY FOR THE PARTY TONIGHT RIGHT?? I'M COMING OVER NOW.


                        He muttered a curse under his breath, glanced back at his concoction cooking in the sautee pan, and then looked down at his attire. Eh. Good enough. He was about to respond to her text when another one popped up on his screen. From Genesis. He remembered the whole affair in full force now. He hadn't planned on attending because of the way his work schedule had happened, but since he was freeβ€” and clearly more than one person was expecting him to be thereβ€” it was a decent enough plan for the evening. He'd rather be there anyway, to watch out for Gen and Parker if anything went wrong, or anyone else for that matter. Plus, if he'd remembered correctly, Mal was supposed to be the entertainment for the evening, and it'd be nice to finally see a show of his. He responded to both texts and then, for good measure, sent a new one to Mal.

                        xxxxxxxxxx;PARKER
                        xxxUH. YEAH. READY ENOUGH. TAKING MY BIKE OR YOUR CAR?


                        xxxxxxxxxx;GEN
                        xxxOF COURSE. WOULDN'T MISS IT FOR THE WORLD. AND I DEFINITELY DID NOT FORGET ABOUT IT UNTIL NOW.


                        xxxxxxxxxx; MAL
                        xxxIT'LL BE NICE TO FINALLY SEE A LIVE PERFORMANCE OF YOURS.


                        He turned back to the stove and finally shut off the burner for good. He was just pulling a tupperware container for it out of his cupboards when Parker busted in through the door.

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                        Parker forgot things. She forgot a lot of things. It was just a fact of life. Which was why she was so pleased that she hadn't forgotten the party that night. Granted, the hostess was her roommate, which would have made forgetting about it entirely very difficult. But still, that didn't erase the touch of pride she felt. She had even carved out enough time to pick a good outfit for the event, a chic summer dress in a nice shade of blue to kind of match the theme. Matthias' text, however worried her. She had just finished shooting off a quick response to Gen:


                        xxxxxxxxxx; GEN!✭
                        xxxDEF!!! JUST GRABBING MATT RN AND WE'LL BE ON OUR WAY!! SO EXCITED :OOO


                        when Matt's text came in. She didn't bother responding given that she was less than a minute out from knocking on his front door.

                        She didn't actually knock, of course. "Definitely taking my car. I'm still scared I'll fall off your motorcycle." She frowned, tapping her fingers anxiously as she watched him seal away whatever sweet-smelling stirfry he had been making.
                        "That's ridiculous," he said, furrowing his brow, and she huffed.
                        "Whatever, c'mon. Gen's waiting for us. We're on the VIP list." She laughed, and he graced her with a small chuckle in return, nabbing his jacket off the hook by the door.

                        "Gimme a sec," he muttered to Parker before turning to call out in the general direction of Octavia's room. "Nova, we're headed to Genesis' party. See you there, maybe, I guess."
                        "You should totally come!" Parker chipped in. "Gonna be a blast!"
                        Matt nudged her out the door, and off they went.

                        It didn't take them long to arrive at the warehouse, which was still relatively empty, though there were already a few familiar faces populating the area. Parker made her way toward Genesis as soon as she spotted her, and Matthias followed.

                        "Hey, babe!" she said, wrapping Gen in a quick hug. "Everything looks amazing! This party is going to rock, I can tell."
                        Matt nodded his agreement, half distracted as he glanced around the room, taking note of all the people already there. He turned his attention back to the conversation at hand. "Yeah," he said, offering Gen a smile. "Looks great."

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ImageDowning her third beer with a final gulp Kadriyan peeked a quick look at her cellphone to see if Macy had ever got her message, but according to the device the last text message she'd received was from her coworker the night before. With a sigh and an obligatory eye-roll Kadri returned her cellphone to her over sized orange purse and pondered all the possibilities for the lack of response to her text.

***1. Maybe she saw it... and was super busy in class or whatever and couldn't respond.
***2. She probably just hasn't looked at her phone yet.
***3. She literally opened my message, looked at it and closed it just to fuck with me. And she's probably there already.

Kadri decided childishly on the last option which she knew was also the least probable but somethig about Macy just rubbed her the wrong way and she couldn't help stoking the perceived rivalry in her mind, and only in her mind, she would never dare initiate any drama for peace and quiet's sake.

Moving past the inexplicable disappearance of her roommate Kadri got a brilliant idea for a little party favor she would bring for Mal in return for his kindess when she first moved in. Upon moving in and unpacking her first box Kadri heard the buzzer screech in a cacophonous chime, immediately she thought it must've been for Macy, seeing as no one in Seattle knew her address other than her neighbors and employers but when she answered there was Mal with a fresh bouquet of the most beautiful pastel lavender and lilies in a clear vase tied up in light yellow ribbon. Kadriyan found the simple gesture to be so deeply touching, being that the only housewarming gift she'd ever received was liquor, and the idea of welcoming a neighbor to the neighborhood, especially as a bred New York was extremely foreign and strictly cinematic and Hollywood spun to her, but there he was grinning sweetly from ear to ear with a bouquet and kind words. He was definitely alright in her book.

As a gesture of good faith Kadri unlinked her opalite key charm from her car key chain that she always felt brought her good energy and peace. She hoped he wouldn't mind something as simple as a charm from her own collection, but it meant a lot to her and she hoped that it would bring positivity for him as well. The properties of the particular stone are said to increase psychic ability and stabilize mood swings and anxiety if used for healing, it's also said to purify the blood of the kidneys, which she was sure would definitely come in handy tonight if the party was as much of a rager as the tweets and invites implied. She really only half believed in the hocus pocus of it all, but it never hurt to have good energy around.

After un-clipping the rock from her keys she found a small silver gift bag and plopped it inside with tissue paper that she kept handy from past birthdays and holidays specifically for moments like this. After wrapping the gift she grabbed her keys and headed out the door of her first floor loft and made her way snappily down the street, wanting to arrive before Mal performed.

About fifteen minutes later Kadri made it to the large industrial warehouse that reminded her warmly of New York and the amazing parties that happened absolutely anywhere in the city as long as there was the promise of music and booze. Walking through the doors that were wide open and presenting the extremely festive spread of decorations and foods for the ocassion Kadriyan could tell that Genesis put in a insane amount of work and hours into this project of hers, and she had to admit she probably couldn't do any better and was squarely impressed. As the curly fro-ed brunnette walked in heads tilted lightly to trace the sound of her footsteps, she waved and smiled lightly at everyone as she made her way up to a group of her neighbor's who stood chatting and making small talk. She knew a few of there names already, she knew Genesis of course, and kind of knew the blonde girl who stood beside her, but only in passing really. Last but not least was Matthias who she teasingly called Thor, but only to her friends and Macy when mention of him arose. She didn't think it was a half bad nickname, he was a dead-ringer for the chiseled Demi-God, but the killer look he wore on his modelesque face always stopped her short of sharing her, most likely patronizing pet name.

"Hey guys, Happy 4th of July!" Kadri said with a cheery inflection and a smile as she approached the group.
"This is really fucking awesome Genesis, you out did yourself! Ever thought of getting into party planning?" She asked, scanning the room for Mal but from the looks of it he hadn't arrived or maybe was backstage perfecting his set before leisurely taking part in the festivities. She made a mental note to seek him out, but first she'd take part in a bit of festivities herself and mix a drink at the open bar.

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This was not going well. Lloyd stood in the center of the room, watching the environment slowly slip out of his favor. This is precisely why he despised being late.

Everything began to falter as soon as the door opened. He was originally greeted by the smiling figure of a slightly scantily dressed dark-haired woman he could only assume to be Genesis Carter. She greeted him, turned to offer him the variety of alcoholic beverages and a choice of the selection of food. But he wasn't listening. Not anymore. As soon as the door opened, he spotted someone he dreaded to see. Malcom Lewis, the resident dreamer and the local halfwit. It occurred to him he might show, everyone in Genesis' apartment building had been invited, Malcom included. She probably had invited him over for his musical 'talents'.

"Great, only seconds in, and we're already promising a headache." He thought.

Even as he tried to ignore the unwelcome intrusion, another figure emerged from the now-open door behind him. Luca. Luca walked straight up to Malcom, and before anyone knew it, Malcom was dragging the newest arrival away towards the backstage entrance. Something was very clearly going on between them, the only question remained as to what, but for now it didn't concern him. Now it was back to being an empty room with nothing more than him and Genesis, who was fluttering about, adding slight last-minute adjustments to everything.

Regaining his composure, he walked over towards the alcohol table, grabbing a short glass. He quickly scanned through the drink selection, his eyes landing on a particular drink in the back. "Bell's Premium Blended Scotch?"

While the drink wasn't the most expensive, it certainly was high class, and it was a surprise she had brought one to the party. He quickly pulled the drink from it's place and poured it into his glass. He wasted little time with ice before lightly taking a sip. It was indeed real. The onset of this information left him honestly surprised and as he turned towards his hostess, only to stop dead in his tracks.

Two new arrivals had just moseyed in, shouting their greetings to the generous hostess. He recognized them both. They lived in his apartment building, and had seen them come and go, but as he was one of the newer additions to the building, he hadn't yet found the time, nor the need to go and meet with them. But, then once again, someone new walked into the fray. Another woman walked into the warehouse, giving an excited greeting to the increasingly excited Genesis. And, with a quick glance at his watch and a quicker glance at the wide open doors, new arrivals would be walking nearly every second until dawn.

Lloyd sighed, looked down at his drink, and tipped it back.

It took a moment for the burning sensation that was scotch to coarse through his system, but once the fire-water had passed, he poured himself another drink, forced another smile to his lips, and walked into the crowd, faking as much jubilance as he could.

"Yes, happy Fourth of July!"
He turned looking excitedly from one face to the next, "Parker and Matthias, right?" He stopped at the newest arrival, "And I don't believe we've met before."

"And finally, our gracious host!" He turned towards Genesis. "Genesis was it?"

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Genesis finished all the finishing touches. Everything was perfect and she did not think she could do any better. Once Mal was done warming up, they would all have entertainment. Of course she also had back up for whenever he was grew tired of being the only musician playing. It was just a Spotify mix, nothing special. The reason why Malcolm was the only paid entertainment was because she did not want him battling with some other musician. The whole point of this was to make sure everyone else knew how good he was. This was getting his name out. By the end of the night, everyone will be dying to show up to one of his gigs.

Genesis will have to remind him not to forget about her once he becomes big and famous. Another glass of champagne and the brunette was finally starting to feel warm. Eventually she will move to something stronger. Sipping it, she walked around watching more people waltzed through the doors. Luca had arrived and went straight for the alcohol and then with Mal backstage. No doubt he was here to make sure that Mal did not get so nervous and run away. Gen had no problems with Luca. They were not the best of friends but they were friendly due to their mutual friend. "Hey, babe!” Genesis turned around and returned the hug given to her by one of her close friends Parker who was followed by her other close friend Matthias. She had received messages from them earlier letting her know they were on their way. She was glad for the reassurance. Gen would not let them hear the end of it if they hadn’t shown up. They had a habit of forgetting which is why she texted them reminders about it. ”Thanks. Do you know how hard it was to find food that tasted almost half as good as yours Matty?” She teased. It did take a lot of work though. He was amazing at cooking so she could not just pick anything.

"Hey guys, Happy 4th of July!" The voice came from Kadri. Another one of Genesis’ friends. She is super sweet and like Gen, likes to drink. Another compliment was made her way about the party and the brunette giggled a tad in response. ”I don’t think I could do this all the time. This was stressful enough.” She responded, with a smile still on her face. She took another sip from her drink when Lloyd approached the small group that was forming. "And finally, our gracious host!" It was official. She was done taking compliments from everyone. It was not that big of a deal. If they knew who she was connected to then they would not be so surprised by how well this turned out. ”Yeah. And you pointed out Parker and Matthias. And that pretty girl right there is Kadri.” Gen said with a smile. ”You all better eat all the food and drink all of the alcohol.” She warned them all. Then she remembered that Genesis needed to make sure that Mal would perform. She quickly pulled out her phone.
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Not to rush your warm up, love. But there is a crowd waiting to hear your voice. Break a leg!

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Mal doesn't realize it, but his anxious demeanor immediately falls when he practices with Luca in the room. Having the boy's presence is simply a relaxer for him. He seems to have the same effect on his roommate, because Mal notices out of the corner of his eye that Luca relaxes too. The fact that they can affect each other so easily is most likely unhealthy, but it hasn't bothered either of them. But Mal knows that Luca keeps a part of himself locked away from Mal, and he has to pretend like it doesn't bother him. Even though Mal gives everything of himself, he can't expect anyone to do the same. Still, he wants Luca to confide and trust in him.

Once Mal finishes his set, Luca comments how much of a stress reliever Mal is, and assures him he'll "kill it" tonight with the set. Mal blushes, running a hand through his own hair. He sees his phone light up with a text, and realizes it's Matthias. The two are good friends, cooking buddies mainly, but they never text much. They enjoy each other's company most of all. But the text sends him into nervousness once more. Now Mal knew there would be one person that's never seen him live. "Oh mon dieu, oh mon dieu…" Mal repeats the worrisome exclamation under his breath, nervously shifting through his music to find something to settle him. Then he looks up, and is settled. Just by a quick glance at Luca. I really need to figure out what's going on here, Mal thinks to himself.
To: Matthias
so psyched! i'll be lookin for ya onstage.

"As long as you're here, I have nothing to worry about." Mal replies to Luca, finding one of his the songs he was planning to play in French, the one he wrote on the edge of bustling Paris nightlife. This one required a guitar, and he plucks one from the set of instruments backstage. Before he can start, however, his phone buzzes, another text from Genesis. Is he ready? "Am I ready?" He accidentally whispers to himself, looking to Luca with bulging eyes.

Well, now or never.

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ImageKadri surveyed the bunch as they quickly sang their replies, they all seemed decent enough in their own right and she was curious to see how things would change as the year marched on and as the anti was inevitably upped. It was sure to be interesting, that was a given, but she hoped that regardless of all the drama and squabbles that Seattle would become a safe space for her, New York wasn't what she wanted anymore.

After mulling through her rather introspective thoughts, she was jarred back to reality by another one of the tenants merging into their little powwow. He stood at all of 5'8 inches with platinum blonde hair, a piercing blue eyed gaze and a deathly serious grimace turned ebullient smile. Kadri readjusted her purse squarely on her shoulder whilst she gave him a subtle appraising glance.
He looks like someone or something familiar... she thought, almost giggly at the revelation, but quickly turning her brewing chuckle into a curt smile as the conversation buzzed along.
An elf, that's got to be it! She mused, but immediately she one upped her own accusation. Or maybe an imp is more fitting with that perfectly executed "tortured by humanity" face he had on before putting on a good face and waltzing over here. Hearing her name role cheerily from Genesis' mouth Kadriyan shook off her inner monologue for a spell in favor or conversing with the people around her. She breathed a quick and polite Hello to the blonde before addressing him directly.

"I don't think we've ever met before this, what's your name? I'm Kadriyan as Genesis kindly introduced, I live on the first floor of the building with Macy Vandover if you're familiar with her." She wondered if she should've specified which floor she lived on to a man she clearly had reservations about, but shook the worry when she thought about how accessible it was to find out where everyone lived in a such an exclusive little apartment. As the question left her lips the muted sounds of instruments humming and a microphones feedback rang into the mood, immediately creating an exciting buzz, the festivities were soon to be under way with Mal as the headliner for the night. Kadri quitely cursed herself, for forgetting that she was supposed to get the gift to Mal BEFORE he was to perform, but now was a little too late for that. Disappointingly she decided that she'd give it to him after his performance, and immediately mask the shame with some hard liquor.

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WORDWORSβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒβ–ƒ β–ƒ All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. ✿
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ImageRosaline 's room was a tornado of clothing and chaos as she quickly tried to throw together one of her many messy, multicolored ensables. A pair of tights, a nice skirt and some bright orange platforms later and she was dressed for the night. Unfortunately for her she had fallen asleep and naps always mean losing half a day when it comes to her.
She did her makeup quickly, minimally and efficiently and topped off her red head with a pretty flower crown because why not?The more colorful, the more loud, the better. She knew that her roommate, Lloyd had probably already left for the party because he was a meanie that never thought to include her. That was fine though, he knew he'd hear about it later.
Rosaline chuckled as she sent a quick text to him:

"I hope you know how much of a butthole you are for not waking me XP"

She ran out as fast as she could out the door and to the elevator that would take her all the way down to the first floor and onto the street where her bug was waiting for her. She hopped in and drove the short distance to the warehouse where the party would be held and she smiled at the old building. Old things were her favorite.
As she climbed out of the vehicle she stretched her hands and popped her knuckles. Playing the piano as often as she did is pretty hard on the joints and she's had her fair share of cramps. She walked up to the stairs to the floor the party was on and shook out the last of her cramps, they wouldn't bother her tonight. Rosaline didn't take very many opportunities to socialize with her fellow tennants, as she really valued personal time, but when she did she made sure to live it up. She ran up the stairs as quickly as possible as the mantra "latelatelatelatelatelatelatelate" punctuated every step. She finally reached the door and took a deep breath, making sure to straighten her flower crown, and threw open the door. Immediately her eagle eyes settled on the small group in the center and the many people mulling about, all waiting on Mal to rock the stage. She pulled out her phone before moving as sent him a quick text:
"Good Luck sweetie! You'll do great!<3"

She put her phone in her purse and walked up behind Lloyd and leaned her head over his shoulder, "MMMMMHMMMMM"
She laughed and walked around him and smiled to him and everyone,
"Evening everyone! It's a pretty day for a party huh?"

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"Well, at least this should be...
dreadful."

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The party had finally began to kick up in earnest, a few more random guests had slowly trickled in outside of their group, and Malcom's 'performance' had already threatened to start soon. Lloyd was getting tired of the charade already, as he could visibly see Genesis begin to slowly close herself off from the group, not really standing with them, so much as standing by them. The woman he had addressed earlier was introduced as Kadriyan, apparently another one of the few from his apartment building. He smiled and thanked them both graciously.

She casually mentioned she lived Macy Vandover down on the first floor. The name sounded familiar, perhaps mentioned in passing by another one of the few acquaintances he'd made so far. He was about to reply when a bright pale face with orange hair leaned in over his shoulder. For a brief moment, the smile faded, but he quickly replaced it as he breathed.

His housemate, Rosaline had finally arrived. He was right in his assumption she'd make it fine, but in truth, he hadn't exactly given her much leeway when it came to time. He had just picked up the invite from it's place on the counter, and walked out of the room, leaving her dozing off in her room. She always tended to sleep for much of a day, and waking her wasn't an option, so with no promise of her waking soon, he rushed off, hoping to arrive before things started.

Rose's intrusion into the conversation gave Lloyd a chance to look around, taking note of the other guests. The trickle of people had turned into a flood, and now many more people than just the occupants of their shabby little apartment building had filled the room, some holding drinks, others holding small plates of food. It all looked rather amazing, all of it being fully organized by a single person. Lloyd looked down at his drink, realizing some likely just came for the free alcohol and entertainment. A final glace at the door showed the sun falling ever closer to the horizon, as the golden light had dimmed considerably. It wouldn't be too long now.

All that Lloyd needed to try and find some way to strike up a conversation with his hostess, maybe establish himself as a friend. He doubted he would learn much about her tonight, but asking a few general questions, as the curious friend, might lend him some kind of information. If only he could keep Rose from dissuading him too much.

Taking another sip of his drink, he shot Rose a slight warning glance. He only hoped she would keep her nose clean, and try and not tell everyone his truer intentions. Refreshing his smile, he looked back over towards Genesis. "You have an incredibly fine selection of drinks, Ms Carter. How did you manage to get your hands on any of this?"

He sounded happy, almost forced. He needed to reel it in, and seem genuine. However, before he could get a reply, a dull hum and a static feedback from a recently turned on microphone rang throughout the room. Everyone turned their attention to the stage, and hid his irritation, turning with them. Malcom's performance was about to begin, and everyone in the room knew it. Lloyd sighed, and finished his drink, quietly excusing himself back to the alcohol table. At this rate, he'd be wasted before the night was over.

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                        Matthias couldn’t help but be distracted, even as more and more people joined the small group surrounding the host. All of a sudden, a wave of tension washed over him; he seemed to recall why exactly it was he disliked attending parties of any sort. Even among people he knew relatively well, he still felt mildly uncomfortable, and he knew it’d be particularly awful when he was surrounded by strangers.

                        Before the influx of people, there was a wisecrack from Genesis. A comment about his general cooking skill, and likely also about his general snobbiness towards others’ food. He laughed, a genuine laugh, and opened his mouth to reply, but never got the chance as someone came in with a loud greeting.

                        First came the curly-haired girl from the first floor. He knew her by her gait, always impressed with her casual ease and elegance in basic movement. But they’d rarely spoken, and the most Matt did was offer a small smile at her appearance.

                        Then it was the latest addition to their hodge-podge of tenants. From overheard conversations, Matt had picked out his name to be Lloyd, but he knew nothing about the man beyond that. They’d never spoken, and to be perfectly honest, it was no accident. His presence left Matt with an unsettling feeling deep within his stomach, and Matt tended to listen to his gut instinct. It had rarely steered him wrong, and as always, his motto steered heavily in the direction of β€œbetter safe than sorry.” He merely nodded when Lloyd greeted him by name and Genesis confirmed it, though Parker had no reservations when it came to him. She dealt with him as she did with any unknown peopleβ€” with a smile and a peppy greeting. He frowned. He always tried to get her to proceed with a little more caution, at the very least, but his lessons rarely held any weight. She continued on her path, striking up conversation where she went, regardless of location or person.

                        More casual conversation ensued, to which Matt wasn’t particularly tuned into. Still, he couldn’t help the frequent glances over his shoulder; the habit was hardwired into him, always wary of crowds and any large swaths of people. He knew he’d make his way to the back wall when Mal began his set, despite the fact that he had been told by the boy that he’d be looking for him in the front row. It was something that simply couldn’t be helped.

                        A bright head of red hair appeared, adding to Matt’s ever increasing discomfort. He’d never had the chance to get to know her too well either, but he didn’t lament the fact. She came off a child to him, someone difficult to deal with. He had plenty of those sorts in his life already.

                        Time passed faster than he had expected, and then the lights were dimming. He checked his wristwatch. Eight fifteen. Damn. He wanted to get to a wall before the crowd concentrated and made it difficult to maneuver through the throngs of people, so he leaned forward and lightly ruffled Gen’s hair, his silent method of saying he’d be leaving their small group, and clapped Parker on the shoulder. With a curt nod to the rest of the people around him, he slid off into the general darkness of the warehouse. He’d find his way back to Gen and Parker later, after Mal’s set was over and done with, but he knew he’d hate the experience of being part of a bouncing audience. There’d still be plenty of time for socialization after the set, the party was bound to go on into the early hours of the morning, and Mal wouldn’t be on nearly that long. No, with his back against a surface, he was content enough to wait the hour it would take to listen to the concert. And it helped that he was sure he’d enjoy the boy’s singing as well.

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ImageKadri watched curiously as the the group slowly began to dissolve into the sea of unfamiliar faces of the other attendees of the 4th of July extravaganza. Matthias retreated to a far corner of the warehouse, seeming almost guard-like as he stood there taking a passive play at experiencing the party. Being the lone wolf wasn't ever really Kadriyan's style, she was always filling her work free time with interesting people and wild shenanigans just for the sheer art of disaster and spontaneity, but she could definitely respect his discipline. If there was nothing else Matthias could provide as a benefit of his companionship, Kadri duly noted that his observant nature and overall temperance was still a virtue worth it's weight in gold.

Llyod on the other hand, who's collected persona rivaled Matthias' own in its own ways made his way to the bar with the intent of a heat seeking missile trained on a crowd of warm bodies. Noted. She thought, not really passing harsh judgement, but making a sharp observation. As the saying goes he who cast the first stone, blah... blah.. blah.. Kadri has always been a hard drinker, even in her more studious and straight-and-narrow high school and college days. Any chance she got to unwind and knock back a drink she took full liberty in her God given right to get shit faced and deal with hungover Kadri in the morning... Well, maybe God-given wasn't the right choice of words for a girl who grew up with a holy book strictly condemning alcohol, but someone's sacred book out there probably celebrated the stuff and that possibility was enough for her to leave the worries in the bottom of each bottle. Keeping her eyes on Llyod a half beat longer she felt a small burst of accomplishment rush over her, even though it was for something so silly. She smirked knowing now with the utmost certainty that there was something utterly off about her neighbor, and more than just an affinity for control. Drinkers are always the same. Yeah, that first shot may be for the hell of it, to let loose, to have fun, but the last drink of the night always tastes poignantly desperate and like the bitters of whatever you're chasing or conversely what's chasing you. Removing her gaze from the boy and refocusing on the lot that stood before her made up of Genesis, Parker and Rose she smiled politely.

"I hope you ladies don't mind if I step away for a sec to help myself to a drink. You're all welcome to come of course, I'll even mix something special for everyone if you think you can handle it. I'm always happy to introduce friends to some interesting liquor, it's always more fun to get drunk in style." She said with a chuckle and raised eyebrows hoping the girls would join her in traversing the dangerously slippery slope that was alcohol masked almost completely by the taste of syrups and fruit juices. Over the years Kadri found that maintaining a light buzz with mixed drinks always seemed to be possible in the beginning but without fail five minutes in you're wondering how the it all crept up on you so fast. By the end of the set Kadri intended to be thoroughly blown away and completely carefree enough to party until the wee morning hours regardless of her early morning rehearsal for work the following day. Hearing the instrumentals carry through out the space that would be greeted by Mal's voice any second she awaited their replies.

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Genesis was so happy that everyone was enjoying themselves. More people were filing into the warehouse. Everyone was mingling, laughing, and more important drinking the very expensive alcohol. There was some doubt in her mind that this party was not going to go the way that she wanted. She did not think anyone was going to have a good time and that Mal would be too nervous to play. But so far, people have just complimented party planning skills and just could not wait for her best friend to start singing. Gen couldn’t wait either. "You have an incredibly fine selection of drinks, Ms Carter. How did you manage to get your hands on any of this?" If only everyone knew. She begged and went one a whole bunch of dates to get alcohol like this. And it wasn’t even the best. If Gen followed through on her nightcaps, they would have been drinking something high end. ”You’d be amazed what you can get for being nice.” She said, before taking a sip from her cup.

After what felt like forever, Mal was setting up to perform. People were starting crowd around the stage. The mini group she was a part of was now focused on the stage. Matthias on the other hand was looking for a way out of the crowd. Genesis knew that he wasn’t going to engage much in the party. After the performance, she would grab Parker and then go keep him company. He was one of her best friends and crush so she wasn’t going to leave him to be by himself. Gen fixed her ruffled hair as Matt walked away. Her full attention was now on Malcolm’s set. Time seemed to have flown by so fast. Before she knew it, Mal was finished. Genesis clapped loudly and cheered for him. Some people in the front row called for encore. Malcolm, as usual, humbly took himself backstage. Genesis always thought he should bask in all of his glory, but that was never going to happen.

Genesis pulled out her phone to play her Spotify Playlist. Her speakers were bluetooth so that she could carry her phone on her. And she only had one performer and he was done for now. Looking around, she spotted Matthias on the back wall. ”Parker come. Matt is being a loner again.” She said linking arms with that gal. Genesis pulled her over to their mutual friend. ”Did either of you eat?” She asked, when she was close enough to Matt. ”I will not take responsibility if either of you starve.” She teased. Genesis did want them to eat and drink though.

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Sitting on his bed he held a book in his hands. It wasn't unlike him to be reading while by himself, with him being a writer it just came naturally. So far the book had been interesting, the bad part about it was he didn't actually know the name of it. He had purchased it at a consignment store, it had been coverless with a few pages ripped out. Ever so often he'd get lost from the missing pages, but he tried his best to infer what was gone; so far he thought he was doing pretty good. "And so they set off to..." His voice traveled off as he turned the page, the adventure a bit spotty but still good.

A vibration next to him took his attention from the book. Sighing he placed a piece of paper to save his place and put the book on his nightstand. Picking up his he swiped right to unlock it. Quickly reading over the text from Genesis he smiled.

Genie

Hey, girly! Sorry for the late reply, got a little side tracked. After the party I'll be sure to bring you home, you can even stay the night with me if you'd like.

Lucky for him he didn't have to rush to change into clothes, he had dressed himself earlier that morning. He was wearing a pair of blue shorts and a pink t-shirt, nothing too fancy but enough to keep him cool this hot summer. Hopping out of bed he rushed into the bathroom to check himself over. Hair good? Check. Clothes good? Check? Including handsome? As always. Chuckling to himself he picked up a bottle of cologne and sprayed himself with just enough, he didn't want to smell bad nor did he want to smell like a middle school boy.

Before he knew it he was leaving the bathroom and making it out the front door, making sure to grab his car key from the key rack on the way out.

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Parking his car took some time, finding a parking spot wasn't all that easy it seemed like all the good ones were taken. Soon he found a good enough spot, it would be a bit of a walk. Time for some exercise.

Getting out of the car he began his walk, it only took about two minutes for him to get inside the warehouse. As soon as he walked in he began his hunt for Genesis. "Exercise me, pardon me... I'm sorry. I'm so- hey! I said I'm sorry!" Some were just kind enough to move out of his way, others said sorry back, while a few were just plan rude. [i]Damn, some people are just so moody. Him being the calm person he was it didn't bother him too much, he just let it slide and continued his hunt.

"Finally!" As soon as his eyes landed on her she smiled. Making his way to her he pulled her into a hug. "Sorry I'm fashionably late, Genie."

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ImageKadri watched as Genesis and Parker, hand in hand made there was across the floor and over to the corner where Matthias stood for the length of Mal's performance taking in what everyone expected to be an absolutely breathtaking display. Kadri was more enthralled by Mal than she even imagined she would be, and was surely not disappointed. She made note to speak to him about buying a CD to keep in her apartment to prance around to on her days off and lazy Saturday mornings. He was talented, and that was without a doubt.

Redirecting herself from the stage and to the dance floor he she noticed before her now stood only Rose who she wasn't very familiar with but would be happy to drink with if the offer enticed her. However greeted by the thumping bass line of One Dance by Drake blaring throughout the warehouse and the look on Rose's face the springy haired brunette could tell her request had been lost in the cacophony of sounds around them so she smiled politely at the girl and gestured to the bar before mumbling a quick adieu and finally headed on her merry way to get up to no good all by her lonesome. With giddy anticipation Kadriyan too a look at the selection whilst raising her eyebrow, instantly accepting the challenge of the wide spread. Kadri reached for the clear plastic cup at the end of the table and filled it with a bit of ice, just enough to cover the bottom. She hated nothing more than watered down alcohol, but in this heat pouring a drink without ice wasn't an enticing option.

Scanning the table like a spy would scan the crowd for his target Kadri set her sights on the Russian Standard vodka lined up next to other more notable but less potent brands, next she spoted the Kahlua and lastly garnered the Irish cream. Kadriyan poured 2 ounces the vodka and Kahlua first, watching as the ice rose to the top and topped it off with an ounce of irish cream over the ice for a touch of sweetness. This was one of her favorite drinks as it reminded her of her youth in NYC. As a preteen she could remember watching as the Starbucks franchise took over every block in Manhattan like a wildfire. At first she would roll her eyes jadely and scoff at the place, because that's what seasoned New Yorkers did. It was practically sin to pledge allegiance to a artisan cup of coffee over the brew made in your local bodega or the grungy cart on the corner. That was until curiosity killed the cat so to speak but one sip of the 5 dollar house blend and satisfaction brought her right on back. Nothing made her happier than visiting the hipster haven to get her over priced coffee fix, and now as an adult Kadri has upgraded to something similar but a whole lot stronger and that was her signature drink The White Russian made up of her favorite liquor, Kahlua, a coffee flavored spirit with vodka and a touch of irish cream to satisfy her sweettooth. With her drink in hand she proudly took a sip and scanned the room for any sign of Malcom.

Swaying her hips to the song and humming lightly in between sips Kadri scanned the place a couple times over before finally finding the virtuoso. It was needless to say the place was absolutely packed and practically jumping from all the good vibes and drunken dancers jiving around. Kadri waved him down as she made her way through the crowd, she wasn't really sure if he'd seen her or not being that his gaze and movements were notably all over the place which seemed to her like the blissful climax of a buzz about to go south if nursed with anymore liquor. She giggled at his giddiness on the way and when she finally reached him flashed a bright smile and offered him a congratulatory hug and afterwards turned and waved at Luca.

"I'm Kadriyan! Nice to meet you!" She said, giving him a quick appraisal before turning her attention back to Mal. He was a looker that was for sure, and a trendy dresser to boot. He also seemed to be really close to Mal so she logged that as a good sign as well, and resigned to get to know him better before the night came to a close. It was her mission above practically all things to create a friend group in Seattle, she knew it would be key to her survival and happiness if she was going to be so far away from home.

"You were amazing up there, I am so in love with your sound! I am going to need a copy of your album to play in the dressing room for the girls at the club, they're going to love it!" Kadri said as she patted his arm in a playful way and spoke each syllable with a extra ounce of earnestness. She knew that he probably had heard it all a thousand times before but when it came to artists and their craft she took it really personally to encourage them all she could because she knew that could make the ultimate difference between breaking the mold and shrinking away in a cookie cutter image society has of you like she did for most of her life.

"Oh, and I got you something. I hope you don't mind... it's kind of lame and I meant to give it to you before you got up there and did your thing, but still, I hope you like it. Kadri rambled as she removed the tiny silver bag from her purse and presented it too him, nervously awaiting his appraisal of it.

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Genesis loved the fact that she had a steady supply of alcohol. Well apparently so did everyone else. If everyone kept up the way everyone was drinking they would run out before the night is over. It only took one phone call to get more, but she was hoping that she wasn't in the mood for that. Then she would have to promise to another date and her weekend was already booked up for next week. So whatever alcohol they had, that needed to last for the rest of the party. Gen didn't really tell anyone when the party was over. She just figured people would start leaving after they become ridiculously drunk or completely exhausted. That had to be around midnight.

Out of no where, she was being pulled into a hug. For a moment she was confused, but then she recognized the person as Bittor. "Sorry I'm fashionably late, Genie." The hostess rolled his eyes. of course that was his excuse. She pulled from the hug. "Well you missed a great performance and you are missing out on all the good drinks." She said, gesturing to the open bar. Excusing herself from Parker and Matthias, she guided Bittor towards the open bar. "I'm assuming you are going to make this up to me later?" She said with a wink.

She started to get herself another drink. She was planning on walking at least half-wasted before leaving. If she got any more intoxicated past that, then she would not be a very good host. She handed a drink over to Bittor and took a sip of it from her own glass. "So tell me why you showed up so late. I know it wasn't spent getting dressed, since I have seen you get dressed and you manage to get it done in record time." Genesis teased.






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β€œOuch. How did you even live through the day without sleep? Holden shrugged and took another sip of champagne. He still doesn't even know how he is surviving on the few hours of sleep he had a few days ago. In fact he definitely needed deep sleep o be able to recover from his work. "But I love my job. And oddly enough the lack of sleep that goes with it." He joked taking another sip of his of his alcohol. Genesis was going to need a really big thank you for the fact that she had the best alcohol ever and threw the best party. But now he was going to have to beg Mal to play for him or share when his next performance. He had been looking forward to that. When Dana shared what made him late, Holden laughed a tad. "Horrible reason to be late, but I can't judge. I would kill for the nap you had." Holden said to him.

Dana got more alcohol and gave the EMT a half hug. Holden decided that he needed something stronger as well. He was definitely not going to be out drank by someone who doesn't drink that much. [b]β€œLook on the bright side! If you hadn’t promised Genesis, and dragged your butt to this warehouse, we wouldn’t have had this splendid opportunity to discuss why we were late tonight!” Holden laughed. "And what a splendid opportunity it is." He replied, clinking his glass with Dana's. After a moment, someone joined the two. Holden recognized him, but did not really know him. "And you're Lloyd Lexington." He said with a small smile, shaking his hand.

Dana answered for the both of them and he nodded. "Tired is almost an understatement."

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Date: July 5, 2016

Time: 9:39 A.M.

Occasion: Who doesn't love a good party? The question was asked. And answered. Well, to some extent. No one from the apartment building on the corner of Pike's Place and Turnstone doesn't, that's for sure.

The initial performance by local singer Malcolm Lewis really set the ambiance for the rest of the night, which was pretty spectacular. Host Genesis Carter truly brought her A-game, with a phenomenal food and drink selection, and one of the best DJs in the city. Few frowns were seen throughout the night, as people enjoyed the good vibes within the warehouse, simply dancing and letting loose. But now it's time a second question.

Who actually cares for the day after a party? It sucks in more than one way. For instance, for those who drank much more than they could handle, the morning is accompanied by a pounding migraine. Others may have made some questionable choices whilst under the influence. Some drank responsibly enough, but it's still never fun to wake up after a night of great fun and have to return to a mundane life of normalcy. Just how are the residents of the apartment building getting on?

Location: The apartment building on the corner of Pike's Place and Turnstone as well as affiliated locations.

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Bright rays of sunlight filtered through thin, white sheets and the birds of Seattle chirping loudly announced the arrival of an ideal day. The image of what could’ve been a slightly cliched but fairytale-esque morning, however, was rudely disturbed by tortured groans and complaints of hunger. Dana’d kept himself firmly in check at first, but somewhere along the night, it was suddenly a game to test his limits. The more drinks he’d had, the brighter the fireworks boomed, the louder the crowd cheered, and the less mortifying dancing like an oxygen-deprived goldfish became. Of course, he faced the consequences of having nothing but a few cupcakes that’d been delightfully decorated with the American flag and a lot of alcohol in his stomach. Quite a number of party-goers had been victims of a grown man practically hanging off of them like a koala and even more experienced his excessive outbursts of laughter.

Nothing much really happened after someone shoved him away, as far as his memories went. The party was still at its height, but the male had passed out in a dusty corner. He remembered being awoken a couple of times by concerned friends, but he’d shooed them away with a limp hand. As the crowd started to thin, he’d woken up with his head on the lap of another sleeping guest, to his delayed surprise. Dana remembered gently shaking the owner of his makeshift pillow conscious who, thankfully, found her designated driver and stumbled away after giving him a quick peck. Everything after that was lost on him, but he’d ended in his own bed so he didn’t try too hard to remember. Groggily propping himself against the wall, he swept his disheveled hair back, before noticing a mark on his palm. With a look of slight disgust, he pushed himself off of his bed and headed for the bathroom to wash up. β€œPurple” , mumbled Dana as he looked in the mirror, glancing at the smudge resembling a pair of lips on his forehead. ”Fun.” Choosing to overlook the fact that he’d walked around town with brightly colored lipstick clearly displayed on his face, he took a much needed shower. While Dana was one of the lucky ones who rarely suffered from acne, dry skin was a reoccurring problem even in the summer. Dressed in a bathrobe, he began his usual cleansing ritual. He never slacked off when it came to skincare. β€œAnd it pays off”, he thought, smiling at his reflection.

In a cheerful mood after taking a shower and Tylenol, Dana hummed as he sent out texts while sipping freshly made oolong tea out of a customized mug .

Genesis:
Genesis. β€œKiller” (Is that still considered cool? I learned it from a book I bought on slang) party. Didn’t get to tell you this, but I’m sure everyone else already did… You did an amazing job! P. S. Your outfit? Loved it. xoxo


Holden:
Are you feeling that hangover, Jacobs? I don’t know how you can drink so much, but I applaud you. β€˜Til next time!


Rosaline:
Morning~ I’m pretty sure I saw someone with long auburn hair who bore a striking resemblance to a beloved friend of mine at the party last night. I’m hurt that you didn’t say hi... nothing will heal my broken heart < / 3


If the benefit of being able to do what he loved as a living wasn’t enough, the mornings after night outs were. He was his own employer, for the most part. His website and advertisements easily brought in enough money to pay rent and basic necessities. For other bills, there were the paid photo shoots he did on occasion. The need to be somewhere early in the morning was essentially nonexistent, which meant he could laze around all day. β€œThat’s not being productive, though” , he scolded himself, but only made a half-hearted attempt to get up from his bed. After a few more minutes of scrolling through comments on his blog, Dana dozed off, phone still in his hand.