#privdana

[privandie]

TEXT || IMMY + SAGE

IMMY: How is it that one of my favorite siblings hasn't been over for dinner in more than two weeks? IMMY: Unacceptable. @privdana

[privellie]

📲 PENNY & EMMY

PENNY: Hey! I have a proposition for you. PENNY: Well, actually, what are you doing this weekend? @privdana

[privlou]

Yeah. Am I not allowed to? I thought we both were.

...You're writing your own vows?

[privkay]

Text 📲 Evans Family

Sam: So I thought i would just check incase i mislayed the memo.

Sam: What exactly are everyones plans for Christmas? Sam: Also I need present ideas. I was thinking about gifiting everyone a tap. Its practical and useful. But then I realised whats the use of only have one tap. You would either just have hot or cold water. So I figured I better ask for ideas. @privmaxie @privdana @privlou

[privjeanne]

TEXTS 📲 BLEO.

THEO: my mama wants to know what time you'd want to do dinner on christmas. THEO: oh btw you're coming over for christmas at my moms' house. i think they said something about getting you a dinosaur stocking. @privdana

[privellie]

LOCATION: The Grove.

DATE & TIME: 12/15, early afternoon.

OPEN TO: Emmy Corcoran (@privdana).

Taking the two drinks with a polite smile to the barista, Penny turned to hand the first over to Emmy. "One for you," she said cheerfully, her fingers curling around the second warm cup of hot chocolate. "And one for me." She promised herself she wasn't going to get too carried away here—sure, she and Emmy were going to try things again, or at least the getting to know one another part, but Penny still hadn't ended things with Brody, so she knew she couldn't move too fast. She couldn't help but love the wave of excitement that rippled through her at the prospect of simply hanging out with Emmy, though. "Okay, where do you want to go first?"

[privlou]

ELLIE: oh my god ELLIE: no ELLIE: just tell me a neutral location I can leave the pillow

STEPH: Of course I can read! [...] STEPH: I want my pillow back. [...] STEPH: So you like, haven't seen any pictures of me?

[privellie]

📲 MARI & EZRA

MARI: We should figure out how we're doing Christmas. MARI: I want to keep everything as normal as possible for the girls. @privdana

[privjeanne]

connection ☆ mathieu schuester.

@privdana — daisy clarington.

they first met when they were both involved in psu’s music program over a decade ago and have remained close ever since. she has always been one of the brightest stars in his sky, the one person he feels comfortable around no matter what. in recent years, mathieu has become aware of a shift in daisy, and there are few things he wants more than to pluck out every bad thought that has ever crossed her mind and throw it in the trash. since he’s not a mutant though, he’ll settle for being by her side for as long as she’ll allow him. his chronically low self-opinion refuses to let him realize how much he actually loves her. oh well, grow up mathieu.

[privjeanne]

LOCATION: The Robin Sylvester Art Gallery.

DATE: December 20th, late morning.

OPEN TO: Sage Sylvester @privdana

This is dumb, isn’t it? Alice barely knows Sage. Their time during lockdown was probably nothing but a blip on Sage’s radar. It truly had helped keep her mind off of the situation though, and Alice is positive she’d have been a mess the entire time without that brief reprieve. She’s wanted to reach out for a while now, so when she found a set of candles that seemed vaguely Sage-adjacent just a few days before the Solstice, it felt like a sign. Except Alice isn’t sure of gift-giving propriety for the Solstice. Or if the candles are really vaguely Sage-adjacent or if Alice just wants them to be as an excuse. Or if Sage even remembers her. They probably don’t remember her, but here Alice is, invading their gallery anyway. Her plan had been to drop it off at the front desk with a card. She’s just turning the corner, laser focused on that plan, when she finds herself practically face to face with Sage anyways. “Hi!” She says in surprise. “Wow, I was looking for you. Not for you, but… sorry.” She takes a breath and hopes she’s not already botched this whole thing. “I’m Alice. We talked a bit during the earthquake?”

[privlou]

Oh. Thank you. You really think so? You are cute too Steph.

Because you're so cute?

[privjeanne]

LOCATION: A shop along Abbott Kinney Boulevard.

DATE: December 16th, early afternoon.

OPEN TO: Stephanie Evans @privdana

Although she's never stop missing Christmastime in Chicago, Phoebe does have a special place in her heart for L.A.'s holiday season. The hustle and bustle is truly unmatched. She'd given herself an extra long lunchbreak to finish up her gift list, needing to make sure everything was just right. In one hand she has a still-steaming peppermint hot chocolate, while the other held onto a soft blue sweater that would look wonderful on her sister. Maybe she could get one for herself to match like when they were kids? It is by complete chance that she looked up, eyes locking on Stephanie just a few feet away. Phoebe instantly beams – oh how she misses her company. "Sugarplum!" She waves a hand, careful not to spill any of her drink. "What a pleasant surprise! Are you helping Santa with his list too?"

[privjeanne]

connection ☆ dexter sylvester.

@privdana — stephanie evans.

dexter had sex with steph exactly one time and it was the confirmation he needed that he is very, very gay. thanks steph, you gave it your best shot.

[privjeanne]

connection ☆ dexter sylvester.

@privdana — sage sylvester.

dex knew he liked sage from the very first day sue brought them home. their dry wit and leaning towards the macabre were both things he could respect, and dex can’t quite remember a life where they weren’t going toe to toe with his every quip. he knows sage is more than capable of taking care of themselves, but that doesn’t stop him from offering an extra pair of hands to carry to the sylvester family body burying shovel.

[privlou]

ELLIE: Bitch me too, the fuck? ELLIE: Do it ELLIE: Take your man back there and get that furry to wed you on the spot

DELILAH: I KNOW RIGHT?!?! I'm so excited I could honestly explode into a million pieces. DELILAH: Also, I want to get married like, tomorrow. In Disney World. With Mickey.

[privlou]

TOMMY: Oh yeah, blame the twin TOMMY: I have nothing to do with this TOMMY: It's more Ollie's thing

texts || cecily & open

CECILY: Someone walked into my flagship wearing a dinosaur costume and somehow I know you're behind it. CECILY: Explain yourself.