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🖤 💬 ↗️ zoebelrose hey gurls and gays! i now have brown hair howbowdah 🤠
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user1 the skinny jumped out!
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josh.pinney i would let you ruin my life — luciemcadams so would i bitch u aint special!! — zoebelrose shshshsj stop
nicolaannepeltz ok why does this look so good on you 😍😭
pauline.chalamet beauty ✨ — zoebelrose you are too much, miss you 🧚🏼♀️ — user3 SKSKSHDH OMG — user4 2 queens — user5 zimothée confimed???? — pauline.chalamet miss you too, hopefully see you soon 💜
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real life
"has he still not talked to you?" isabella sighed. she was sat on the island of their shared kitchen, her short legs dangling just a few feet from the ground.
"we've spoken, just not a lot." zoe shrugged, chopping up a cucumber by the sink. "i think he's just busy, he is a movie star."
"who's a movie star?" josh asked, walking into the kitchen holding the morning paper.
"timothée." the two girls stated in unison.
"yeah, what about it?" josh leaned against the island, joining the conversation.
"basically since zoe got back from paris he's barely been talking to her." isabella explained. "i think it's weird personally, but zoe thinks it's because he's this busy movie star."
josh rolled his eyes at zoe. "movie star's still get days off. i'm sure he would call you or something...."
"well he is in england so there is a time difference." zoe shrugged. "plus why should he call me? we're just friends. and i haven't even known him that long. it's only been like 3 months. he probably calls his actual, real life friends on his days off."
"whatever you say." isabella raised an eyebrow at zoe. "are you sure nothing happened in paris?"
"for the sixth time: no! nothing happened." zoe barked, turning round to look at her two roommates. "the only thing i can think of is that he just got sick of me. whatever! big deal! it happens with every boy. that's all he is, just another boy that entertained me for a few months and then left. whatever, whatever, whatever! now let's just leave it."
a silence settled over the trio, causing zoe to sigh deeply.
"look, on a none depressive note: he's timothée fucking chalamet and i'm just some girl who goes to usc." she shrugged as if her justification was completely valid.
isabella and josh shared a glance, before both turning to look at zoe. "yeah and you're zoe fucking belrose." josh furrowed his brows. "and he's just a boy that gave some girl at columbia chlamydia."
"josh!" isabella clasped a hand over her mouth, trying to stop herself from laughing. "that was never proven to be true!"
"i said what i said!" josh yelled, turning around to go and sit on the couch of their open plan living room.
isabella turned back to zoe. "maybe just try and facetime him? it should be like 8pm in england right now."
zoe sighed, she knew the girl was right. "ok." she muttered, pulling her phone out of her back pocket. "but stay here whilst i do it."
zoe pressed the call button on timothée's contact and waited whilst the call connected.
however, when the camera came on there was a random girl where timothée should be.
"um, hello?" zoe asked, turning around so that isabella could see the screen too.
"hi!" the girl greeted the other two girls in a sing song voice. "you're zoe belrose right?"
"yeah, i am." zoe confirmed. "sorry, who are you?"
"i literally love your whole family." the girl gushed. "i grew up in paris, my name's lily. lily depp. i'm johnny depp's daughter."
"...right... okay." zoe nodded in confusion. "nice to meet you."
"where's timothée?" isabella asked in the background.
"oh, we're going for food. he just left his phone with me whilst he gets ready." lily explained.
"okay. can i talk to him, perhaps?" zoe asked politely.
"we have reservations for 6pm so probably not." lily admitted. "i can tell him you called?"
"lil, have you seen my jacket anywhere?" zoe heard timothée's voice in the background and lily lowered the phone from her face so that all zoe and isabella could see was the ceiling of the hotel room.
"timmy, zoe belrose called, do you want to talk to her?" lily asked, being met with silence from timothée.
"... uh no. i don't want to talk to her right now."
as soon as the words left timothée's mouth zoe hung up the phone and slammed it against the marble surface of the island. tears threatened to spill out of her eyes, but she covered it up by coughing and swallowing hard. she returned to the cucumber that she had been chopping just minutes earlier.
"like i said.... he's a movie star. i'm just some girl from usc."
