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i’m impressed. what do you say about filming my band perform?
@vocalsown [ a grin tugs on her lips, ] yeah? i’ve been wanting to do some larger scale projects, as much as i love vlogging- movies have always been the goal. [ she explains, eyes lighting up at the idea ] hell yeah! i would love to!
fine, i’ll go investigate!
* happy friday the 13th! cb for a horror line
stop looking at me like that, i'm fine, em. just hand me the damn joint already, you're hogging it.
@bitcurse [ emma takes a hit, blowing smoke as she gazes over to him ] i know i’m stoned right now, but you /can/ talk to me, y’know. [ she reluctantly offers the joint over, ] i feel like you always have some - wall up.
yeah, no way. what the hell do you even know about using a gun anyway? hand it over.
@bitcurse you said to look for anything / useful /, and this sure as hell will be. [ she narrows her eyes, ] you know how to use this thing?
get that camera out of my face. one more time and i'm throwing it in the lake, i swear.
@bitcurse you’re soo melodramatic sometimes, [ emma sighs, lowering her camera. she raises a brow, ] happy now? you really don’t want the world to see that face of yours? [ she mocks a pout, tilting her head ]
let’s just go to the lake or something. i can’t be around him right now.
i wholeheartedly agree. [ she giggles. on the way to their destination, nat held the bag atop of her lap as she felt the breeze pass by ] i wonder what the boys are going to do without us. hopefully not set the place on fire— or worse
@remanoirs if there’s any creeps, i’ll throw them in the lake. [ emma assures with a wiggle of her finger, grabbing the golf cart keys as they head out. she slides into the driver’s seat when they’re out there, ] lake day bitch!!!
oh, i /definitely/ want to take pictures. let’s head out. i can change at the lake. should be private enough.
*cb!
jesus /christ/! where the hell have you been? we've been looking for you everywhere.
@bitcurse [ she looked ghostly pale, brushing the hair that was stuck to her forehead out of her eyes, ] . . there’s some — guy out there, in the woods, [ she mumbles, disoriented — an open wound bleeding from her arm ] i was trying to find you guys! i was .. fucking screaming your names, and none of you were responding!
Can I help you with something?
