nebula :: [malik]

[ x :: party ]

I hate this feeling

But I love this part

She really wants to make it work

And I clearly want to let it start.

- "Greek Tragedy" || The Wombats

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"So, I heard someone's taken my advice. It's fine. I can wait for my thanks. I can, really."

"What?" Anais throws clothes from her drawers onto her bed. Why does it always feel like she's got nothing to wear?

She throws her eyes over her shoulder. "You're gonna have to be more specific, Cara."

"About the fuck buddy, duh," she replies.

"I don't have a fuck buddy."

"That's not what Anastasia told me yesterday."

Anais pauses, holding up a crop top in her mirror. "What did Anastasia say about me?"

Cara grins, laying on Anais' bed beside Jourdan and Daphne.

The girls smile between each other.

"She saw you out," says Daphne.

Anais rolls her eyes. "I'm always out, guys."

"In Nero?" She prods.

"I eat there like, every day after class."

"But, when are you joined by boys-?"

"Who isn't Louis-?"

"Or Lucky?"

"What?"

"Wear this," says Soo, pulling out a very form-fitting dress from the back of her closet and holding it up to Anais' body.

"Where'd you find-?"

"That show from last fall," Soo shrugs.

"God, you're a lifesaver!"

"I know," she grins. "And she's talking about you and Zayn, Ana. Remember?"

Anais shimmies out of her pajamas.

"Thursday? Lunch time. You were there."

"Oh," Anais scoffs. "God, Anastasia is a gossip who fucking can never get the story right, can she?"

"So, you're not sleeping with the bad boy of Tisch?"

"What, Jourdan? No, we aren't sleeping together, but bad boy?" She laughs because it was funny when Cara first mentioned it and it's still funny now. "Why's that even a thing?"

"I dunno," Jourdan shrugs. "Ask your new man."

"I heard," Daphne pipes, "that he'll fuck and leave without calling."

"Ah," Cara nods, "so he's a hit and quit kind of guy, huh?"

"Toot it and boot it."

"Dine and dash."

"I also heard," continues Daphne, "that he's kind of a dick."

Anais gasps. "What?"

"Hey-That's what Jade said!"

Jourdan wrinkles her nose. "That girl? The one in Performance, right? The one who sings?"

Daphne nods. "Like, she's said he's a horrible boyfriend, or something."

"We can't be talking about the same person."

Jourdan smirks. "Looks like you've got yourself a bad boy, Ana."