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who  : elena  +  savannah.  where  : skyline  rooftop  bar status  :  [  closed  @sug4rcoats ]

elena  nearly  bumped  into  them  as  she  tried  to  balance  her  plate  of  random  cheese  and  cocktail.  "oh,  sorry—didn't  mean  to  interrupt  your ...  whatever  that  is,"  she  hummed,  glancing  at  their  drink  with  a  raised  brow.

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who  : elena  +  mook.  where  : skyline  rooftop  bar status  :  [  closed  @introut ]

"well  look  who  finally  decided  to  grace  us  with  their  presence..."  she  remarked  turning  her  head  towards  mook,  her  tone  dripping  with  feigned  politeness.  "but  hey,  better  late  than  never,  right?"

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who  : elena  +  marcus.  where  : skyline  rooftop  bar status  :  [  closed  @minhomagic ]

"i’d  say  you  clean  up  nicely,  but  that  might  sound  too  much  like  a  compliment,"  she  hummed,  her  gaze  lingering  a  moment  too  long.  "enjoying  the  night,  or  are  you  just  here  for  the  free  drinks?"

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who  : elena  +  taesung.  where  : skyline  rooftop  bar status  :  [  closed  @madc1ty ]

elena  stood  at  the  edge  of  the  rooftop,  a  glass  of  champagne  resting  loosely  in  her  hand.  though,  she  didn’t  bother  to  glance  his  way.  "so,  are  you  going  to  keep  pretending  i  don’t  exist,  or  is  this  part  of  your  whole  mysterious  act?"  she  muttered,  rolling  her  eyes.  "because  you  don't  have  to  stand  here."

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who  : elena  +  sophia.  where  : skyline  rooftop  bar status  :  [  closed  @wilds1de ]

elena  beamed  as  she  spotted  her  weaving  through  the  crowd,  raising  her  glass  in  a  mock  toast.  "soph!"  she  grinned,  patting  the  empty  spot  next  to  her.  "i  was  starting  to  think  you  had  abandoned  me."

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𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑘  𝑡𝑤𝑜;

elena  perez  …  lookbook

             you  know  …  i  really  hate  parties  .

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elena  kept  her  expression  deliberately  neutral  as  marcus  removed  his  shirt,  though  she  couldn't  help  the  slight  arch  of  her  brow.  so  he  was  one  of  those  types,  she  mused  internally,  stifling  a  smile.  though,  she  wasn’t  entirely  surprised.  taking  a  moment  to  stretch  her  arms  overhead,  she  finally  let  her  posture  relax,  subtly  shaking  off  the  stiffness  from  her  pose.  "not  always,"  she  responded,  her  voice  casual,  even  as  her  gaze  followed  him  with.  "i  try  to  come  here  early  to  avoid  the  crowd.  but…"  she  glanced  at  him,  raising  her  eyebrows,  "clearly,  it’s  not  foolproof."  her  tone  was  cool,  edged  with  a  dry  amusement,  not  willing  to  completely  drop  her  guard  just  yet.  she  tilted  her  head,  studying  him  with  an  air  of  casual  assessment.  "you  know  ...  you  don't  strike  me  as  the  yoga  type,"  she  commented,  still  trying  to  assess  why  exactly  he  had  decided  to  keep  her  company.  "more  of  the…  lifting  and  posturing  variety,  if  i  had  to  guess."

Marcus found himself smirking slightly at her as he looked into her eyes. He watched her closely for some time before he removed his shirt and threw it off to the side. His chiseled muscular body shone for her in full display. He worked out on a regular basis or as much as he could and it showed in his body as he looked into her eyes for a moment or two. He nodded his head at her for a moment happy to finally get to know her name. "Pleasure to meet you Elena. " He responded to her softly. He noted the way his name sounded in her voice and he couldn't help but smirk softly at her for a moment. He softly and gently nodded his head at her for a moment before biting his lower lip as he looked into her eyes. "That is true I suppose. " He responded to her knowing full well what she meant and the truth was she was right about it to some degree. He made his way towards an empty spot and started warming up. He had gotten the tone in her voice which she had left unsaid as he had a smirk on his face. "Do you always come here for yoga ?" He asked her.

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she  let  out  a  low,  mocking  laugh,  crossing  her  arms  over  her  chest  with  exaggerated  indifference.  "right,  because  you’re  just  so  irresistible,  i  forgot"  she  drawled,  her  voice  thick  with  sarcasm  as  she  gave  him  a  slow,  withering  once  over.  truthfully,  she’d  been  over  their  unfortunate  first  meeting,  almost  as  soon  as  it  happened.  but  every  encounter  since  only  added  to  her  irritation,  like  he  was  determined  to  prove  he  was  exactly  the  crude  annoyance  she’d  initially  taken  him  for.  "newsflash:  just  because  someone  looks  your  way  once  or  twice  doesn’t  mean  they’re  obsessed  with  you.  though  i’m  sure  that  delusion  of  yours  keeps  you  warm  at  night."  it  bothered  her,  how  he  got  under  her  skin,  and  she  hated  that  he  knew  it.  "and,  for  the  record,"  she  added,  feigning  a  casual  tone,  "i  am  not  boring  ...  i  have  plenty  of  things  to  think  about  other  than  you."

he's  quick  to  fall  back  onto  childish  antics,  the  annoyance  an  unfamiliar  feeling  that  pokes  at  him  incessantly,  somehow  saved  only  for  when  he's  in  the  presence  of  the  brunette.  taesung  isn't  amused  by  her  denial,  shooting  her  a  feigned  look  of  pity.  "don't  be  embarrassed,  you  wouldn't  be  the  first."  his  words  are  full  of  ego,  unbearably  so  as  he  flashes  his  teeth  for  a  toothy  grin.  "sounds  like  it  happens  a  lot.  not  really  interested,  but  that's  cute."  he  ignores  the  obvious  that  had  started  the  grievances  they  had  against  each  other  in  the  first  place.  how  the  very  obvious  had  once  been  blatantly  opposite.  "of  course,  i'm  always  right,"  he  mumbles  under  his  breath,  just  before  sensing  his  eyes  roll  into  the  back  of  his  skull.  "sure,  your  perfect  little  image  and  all.  i  won't  ask  if  it  gets  boring,  i  already  know  the  answer.  it  can  be  our  little  secret  that  you  just  can't  stop  thinking  about  me."

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there  was  not  a  day  in  her  adult  life  that  elena  had  gone  without  coffee.  after  a  long  morning  that  had  stretched  her  patience  thin,  the  cafe  had  called  to  her  with  the  idea  of  a  quiet  escape  from  the  day's  demands,  and  the  promise  of  caffeine.  she’d  spotted  annabelle  tucked  away  in  a  corner  and,  on  impulse,  decided  to  join  her.  it  wasn’t  often  she  got  to  catch  the  brunette  outside  of  their  usual  circles,  and  the  quiet  company  seemed  like  just  the  thing  she  needed.  "hey  yourself,"  she  greeted,  her  eyes  flicking  briefly  to  the  closed  sketchbook.  "didn’t  mean  to  interrupt.  figured  i’d  join  you,  this  table  totally  beats  sitting  alone  over  by  the  counter,  staring  at  the  barista  who’s  probably  had  enough  of  me."  elena  let  out  a  small  chuckle,  softening  her  presence,  hoping  to  ease  the  unspoken  tension.  without  waiting  for  permission,  she  reached  over  and  broke  off  a  piece  of  the  muffin,  popping  it  into  her  mouth  with  an  easy  smile.  "so,"  she  said,  brushing  a  crumb  from  her  fingers,  "what  masterpiece  did  i  interrupt?  or  am  i  never  going  to  get  a  glimpse?"

open starter ( 0 / 4 ) location : cocoa & cream.

she's holed up at a corner table, belongings propped neatly in the chair beside her with her sketchbook laid flat before her. a french vanilla latte and chocolate chip muffin sit beside annabelle, ignored for now as graphite stained fingers sketch lines across the paper. the lines of a brow, the curve of a jaw; a familiar yet unknown figure drawn to life on the page.

she's mindlessly reaching for her drink when the chair scoots out across from her, and on impulse she snaps the tattered book shut as she sits at attention. "oh, hi." she splutters out, forced smile curving across her lips.

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elena  chuckled  softly  as  she  grabbed  a  towel,  wiping  the  light  sheen  of  sweat  from  her  face.  "delusion?  please,"  she  scoffed,  rolling  her  eyes  in  good  humor.  "maybe  if  you  practiced  with  me  once  in  a  while,  you'd  see  real  form."  she  raised  an  eyebrow,  meeting  sophia's  gaze  in  the  mirror  with  a  smirk.  she  let  out  an  exaggerated  sigh  when  sophia  mentioned  shopping,  already  pretending  to  dread  it.  she  leaned  against  the  wall,  shaking  her  head  with  a  smirk.  "let’s  just  be  clear,"  she  added,  lifting  a  finger.  "i’m  not  carrying  all  those  bags  when  you  go  overboard,  okay?  this  will  be  a  shopping  trip,  not  a  workout  session  for  me,"  she  said  with  a  laugh.  "and  .."  she  started,  debating  her  final  condition,  as  if  she  hadn't  already  made  up  her  mind,  "you're  buying  my  coffee."

"delusion never helped anyone," sophia states, nonchalantly waving a freshly manicured hand, because a smile curves up her lips, mirth coloring her eyes. though she can admit to herself that elena's form has gotten better compared to last time they did yoga together. "well, when it comes naturally... of course it's a foreign concept to me. you wouldn't get it." she matches her grin, happy to see her friend. they were different in a lot of ways, but elena knew how to hold her own, and she could both dish it out and take it, which she respected. "same here. the idea of tossing and turning in bed wasn't so fun," she adds as she bends down to stretch her legs. "hey, you have any plans after this, wanna go grab a coffee? i'm in the mood for a new bag, too, and i need a second opinion."

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elena  held  her  pose,  allowing  herself  only  the  faintest  glance  in  his  direction,  eyebrows  raised  in  a  way  that  made  her  slight  annoyance  clear.  "elena,"  she  hummed,  introducing  herself,  though  her  eyes  glinted  with  a  mix  of  curiosity.  "listen,  marcus,  right?"  she  sighed,  drawing  out  his  name.  she  took  her  time  sizing  him  up,  her  gaze  both  dismissive  and  challenging,  as  if  daring  him  to  hold  his  ground.  "i  appreciate  the  honesty,  really.  points  for  that.  but  that  doesn’t  make  it  any  less…  well,  creepy."  her  eyes  narrowed  slightly.  elena  knew  she  had  no  real  authority  to  make  him  leave,  but  she  was  determined  to  make  him  work  for  it.  "but,  if  you’re  actually  here  to  work  out,  then  do  your  thing.  otherwise  …"  she  trailed  off,  leaving  the  implication  hanging  in  the  air.

Marcus decided to make his way to the gym early in the morning. He had decided to get some workout done early. He always enjoyed heading to the gym and working out. It helped him stay in shape and fit which was what he wanted more than anything. What he hadn't expected was to find someone else there so early in the morning. He didn't say anything to her as he stood there by the door as he looked around the place for some time. His eyes followed her frame as he watched her and rather admired her. It was clear that she was going through the motions of yoga. It was intriguing as he had said to himself in silence. It hadn't been long before she finally spotted him and he heard her words. A faint smile spread across his lips as he looked into her eyes before finally responding to her. "I wasn't going to say I enjoy creeping around. The truth of the matter is I came here to work out and then I spotted you. I was surprised to see someone else here so early in the morning. And I couldn't take my eyes off watching you. " He said as he entered further into the gym. "I am Marcus by the way. " He responded to her gently.

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elena  narrowed  her  eyes,  barely  masking  her  irritation  as  she  folded  her  arms  and  shot  him  a  mocking  smile.  it  figured  that  even  at  the  crack  of  dawn,  with  half  the  world  still  asleep,  taesung  would  somehow  find  a  way  to  ruin  her  morning.  intense  gaze  and  all.  "obsessed  with  you?"  she  scoffed,  letting  out  a  dry,  humorless  laugh  as  she  shook  her  head.  "please,  don’t  flatter  yourself,  if  i’m  thinking  about  you,  it’s  probably  just  to  remind  myself  how  much  better  my  life  would  be  if  you  weren’t  constantly …  around."  she  paused,  tilting  her  head  as  if  pondering  something.  "but  you  know,  you’re  right,  i  shouldn't  publicize  it,"  she  continued,  feigning  a  thoughtful  tone.  "wouldn’t  want  people  thinking  i  care  enough  to  follow  through."

sure,  maybe  he  did  give  her  backside  a  little  glance  just  before  she  turned  around,  but  he's  just  a  guy,  really.  in  fact,  taesung  is  already  preferring  when  she  was  turned  around  and  not  shooting  him  some  patronizing  look.  "what?  wish  i  would've  said  downward  dog  instead?'  he  smirks  annoyingly,  the  corners  of  his  mouth  tight  and  forced  upright.  "oh,  nice  burn."  the  sarcasm  rolls  off  of  his  tongue  in  the  same  instance  as  his  eyes  roll,  effectively  annoyed  that  not  only  was  elena  hogging  precious  gym  time  when  everyone  knew  you  could  do  yoga  anywhere,  but  now  she's  being  rude  about  it.  "how  tacky.  it's  flattering  to  know  you're  still  obsessed  with  me.  but  if  you  decide  to  own  a  gym  some  day,  i  probably  wouldn't  publicize  that  for  everyone  to  know about."

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elena  rolled  her  eyes  but  couldn’t  help  a  smirk  as  she  straightened  up,  crossing  her  arms  with  a  mock  look  of  offense.  "and  here  I  was,  thinking  maybe  you  missed  me,"  she  sighed  dramatically,  lifting  a  hand  to  wipe  away  an  imaginary  tear.  "all  those  years  of  friendship,  and  yet  not  a  single  early  morning  visit  to  shower  me  with  compliments?  honestly,  syd,  i’m  heartbroken."  she  shot  sydney  a  quick,  teasing  glance,  her  usual  reserved  demeanor  softening.

" oh,  spare  me,  lane !"  sydney  hadn't  meant  to  wake  up  so  early,  though  she  had  to  admit  she  could  appreciate  the  ambiance  at  the  avalon  in  the  early  hours.  sleep  was  no  longer  an  option  and  so,  the  next  best  thing  for  her  to  do  was  to  head  to  the  gym and get an early start on her day.  she  figured  it  would  be  empty  but  really,  knowing  elena  as  long  as  she  has,  she  should've  expected  her  there.  "if  i'm  ever  willingly  up  at  this  hour,  it  is  definitely  not  to  come  watch  you  flail  around  at  the  gym." 

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elena  took  another  leisurely  sip,  her  smirk  widening  as  she  met  mook’s  disapproving  gaze.   "you  could  always  look  the  other  way,"  she  suggested  dryly.  they  did  this  far  too  often.  unnecessary  bickering,  the  whole  nine  yards.  "you  know,  spare  yourself  the  heartache.”  she  shrugged,  feigning  innocence  as  she  savored  the  coffee.  it  was  impossible  to  miss  mook’s  irritation,  it  practically  simmered  in  the  air  between  them.  "it's  not  like  i'm  going  to  die  or  something." 

mook grimaces as elena adds another shot of espresso to her drink, as if she'd witnessed another millennial in athleisure. comfort should never take precedence for it showed a lack of care. she feels the same applied to elena and her caffeine. "i'm commenting because it's seven in the morning." but that wasn't the real reason for her judgement. something about selena fueled her with the ugliest envy, towards all of her achievements and talents. it makes her pedantic and critical. "that much coffee will damage your stomach. but whatever. you're only ruining your own body."

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elena's  mouth  curled  into  a  faint  smile  as  she  shifted  out  of  her  pose,  giving  savannah  a  nod.  she  took  a  breath,  looking  around  the  empty,  softly  lit  space  of  the  avalon's  workout  area.  as  much  as  she  wanted  to,  she   really  couldn't  complain,  savannah  was  the  first  person  she'd  seen  in  the  past  two  hours.  "touché,"  she  hummed,  her  earlier  annoyance  melting  away.  "i  can't  believe  you're  doing  cardio  right  now,  i  don’t  think  I  could  ever  get  myself  to  run  this  early  in  the  morning."

“ does  that  mean  your  creepin'  around?  'cause  you're  up  just  as  early  as  i  am, ”  savannah  remarks,  pointed  look  flashing  in  the  other's  direction  as  she  pops  a  single  earbud  into  her  ear  —  bag  dropping  to  rest  on  one  of  the  available  seats.  “ but  if  you  must  know,  i'm  gettin'  my  mornin'  cardio  in.  it's  a  lot  easier  to  focus  when  there's  not  a  dozen  people  hangin'  around  the  same  area. which  means  we  both  must've  had  the  same  idea, ”  then  her  eyes  finally  take  in  the  other's  position,   “ good  form, by  the  way. ”

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elena  gasped,  pulling  back  slightly  but  unable  to  hide  the  laugh  that  escaped.  "i  am  not  uptight!"  she  protested,  her  voice  a  mix  of  amusement  and  distress  as  she  shrugged  his  arm  off  her  shoulder.  maybe  just  a  little.  narrowing  her  eyes,  she  took  a  step  back,  folding  her  arms  across  her  chest.  "just  because  i  don’t  spill  my  guts  on  demand  doesn’t  mean  i’m  uptight,  thank  you  very  much."  the  brunette  scoffed,  her  gaze  flickering  toward  the  camera,  suddenly  aware  of  its  presence  again,  before  shifting  back  to  him,  a  glint  of  challenge  in  her  eyes.  "i'm  an  open  book,  ask  me  anything."

this time, he looks at the cameraman and points an accusatory finger at him. "so you lied!" perhaps, if loren had thought things through, he would've realised they shared a secret once upon a time and teetering near that territory wasn't the best of ideas. "just one! it can be a small one." an arm goes round her shoulders then, bringing them to face the camera once again as he teases, "i just want the people of this good nation to know that you're not as scary or uptight as you seem."