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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 26, 2012 23:08:13 GMT -5
Destiny held her arm out to the side, dropping her keys onto the floor as she stepped out of her heels. “ I’M HOOOOMMMEEEE” she yelled out into the empty foyer. She lifted her eyebrow at the silence. If Hope was home she probably had her earphones in. Destiny looked down at the dress she was wearing and instantly felt sick at her stomach. But she was home now and she didn’t have to pretend to be a certain way or want certain things. All she wanted was this dress off, what it made her be like, have it all go away. Destiny reached back, unzipping her dress as she made her way into the kitchen and let it fall to the floor. “ Way too fucking easy,” she muttered to the dress, kicking it a few feet with her bare foot before she opened the fridge door. At least Noah had been sweet. She sort of liked it better when they had a deer in the headlights expression. “ .. Turkey.. Yyuuuummmm” she said as she sat down on the floor in front of the fridge and started taking out Thanksgiving leftoves. “ HOPE!!!!!” she screamed out at the top of her lungs before she reached her hand up to the drawer and took out a spoon so she could eat the cranberry sauce a bit easier.
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Post by Hope Sophia Drake on Nov 26, 2012 23:34:00 GMT -5
Hope pressed her foot down on the floor pedal, feeding the fabric through the machine, getting annoyed. She needed to adjust the tension before… “Ahh shit.” Hope sat back and let her hands fall in her lap. Another broken needle. Ah well. She listened to the song playing through her ear phones, looking toward the door and thought she heard something. Looking at the clock, she sighed. Would be right about on time for Des to be home. Hope yanked her ear phones out and stood up, stretching her arms over her head and as if right on cue, she heard Destiny yelling through the house for her. Hope left her room and headed for the kitchen, seeing Destiny in her underwear eating out of the fridge. Hope leaned down and picked her sisters dress up off the floor, folding it neatly and placed it on the counter by the phone, “Hey hun,” and walked over, wrapping her arms around her sister from behind and kissed her on the cheek. “Thanksgiving dinner again? Right out of the fridge, give me some turkey too,” she smiled, opening her mouth expectantly. It was normal for Destiny to come home like this, drunk, half naked once she got through the door, smelling like a fresh hook up and insecurities. But it was also completely normal that Hope was there when she got home, loving her anyways.
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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 26, 2012 23:40:47 GMT -5
Destiny tilted her head up when she felt Hope’s arms around her and the quick kiss on her cheek. “Gobble gobble,” she said with a broad smile as she continued to eat the turkey. But when Hope opened her mouth, Destiny reached up as she leaned across and placed some turkey in her mouth. “Eat it up,” she said, pointing at her own eyes and then at Hope. Destiny leaned back and sat against the lower cabinets as she crossed her leg over the other and looked over at Hope. “ Did I interrupt homework?” she asked, holding more turkey in front of Hope’s face. She brought her own thumb to her lips before placing it in her mouth to get the rest of the leftovers off of her fingers before she placed her hands on the floor and pushed herself up. “ One of these days, Drake, I’m going to nail Vincenzo. And it’ll be like winning a grammy,..an emmy… the Superbowl. In the superbowl of perfect lays,.. he would go down,” she said as she hopped onto the counter and swayed her legs back and forth. “Oh my gosh when that happens you have to pick out my dress.” she said, “ Make it easy to tear,” she said as she wiggled her eyebrows up and down and smiled. “ Where are mom and dad? Want to get high and call some boys?” she asked with a smile at Hope before she wiggled her eyebrows up and down.
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Post by Hope Sophia Drake on Nov 26, 2012 23:59:48 GMT -5
Hope laughed, trying to bite her sisters fingers and shook her head, “No, no homework tonight. Just working on my own stuff. I’ll show you tomorrow.” Hope leaned against the counter and watched her sister stand up, declaring her determination to bag a certain Italian. “Well I absolutely will be all over picking out a dress for you. Maybe I will have to just make you one. Custom fits are double sexy,” she nodded seriously, wiggling her eyebrows back at her sister. Drunk Destiny had some wiggly eyebrows. Hope sighed, still wiggling her eyebrows, “Mom and dad are at a benefit for the evening and I believe they have a hotel room for the evening. We got the house to ourselves, Drake.” Hope opened the fridge and pulled out the carton of orange juice and poured herself a glass, “What boys are we talking? Hot ones?” she wiggled her eyebrows, drinking out of her glass, “What am I saying, if you are involved, they are hot.” Hope sighed, smiling at her sister, “You got weed? Because I am fresh out.”
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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 27, 2012 0:10:23 GMT -5
Destiny wiggled her eyebrows as high as she could and as quickly as she could while trying to keep a straight face at Hope. “ You can designer fit clothes for me, then, Drake,” she said in a sing song voice as she leaned over to play with the sink. “ Benefit,” she repeated to herself quietly. That sounded somewhat familiar. But as far as family time with their parents went Destiny was usually texting someone on her phone or just blatantly ignoring them altogether. She watched as Hope poured herself a glass of orange juice and instantly held her arm out and stretched it so she could have a taste. “ Ugly boys are gross,” she said, finally shutting the water off. “ And I currently am out at the moment. But I know a very sexy Italian who probably is not,” she said as she tapped her finger against her nose and pointed at Hope. “ The other is British. So he’s hot by default,” she said as she hopped off of the counter. “ Music,” she said before she took Hope’s cheeks in her hands and kissed both of them. Destiny picked up her phone, sending out a text message to both Vinny and Noah before she opened her clutch. She placed the cigarette loosely between her lips before she stepped back into her heels. There was just something about hearing the click against the floor that she was in love with. Destiny took her phone, setting it up to the speakers before she hit play and wandered over to her parents liquor cabinet. “ Jackpot” she mumbled lazily, not letting the cigarette fall from her lips before she took down a bottle of scotch and took off the lid, bringing it to her nose and taking in a quick sniff. Destiny took the cigarette away before taking a long drink. Eventually she brought the cigarette back to her lips and lit it, taking in a deep drag. But as the music played she kept the cigarette between her lips loosely bringing her hands up to the side, one still holding the glass bottle of scotch, before she started dancing poorly to the music. Song
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Post by Hope Sophia Drake on Nov 27, 2012 0:35:47 GMT -5
Hope smiled in agreement, “Yes ‘mam, I will, you are my favorite model.” Hope nodded once more, knowing someone at some point had told Destiny their parents weren’t going to be home tonight, but also knowing Destiny, she probably disregarded it quicker than she disregarded wearing clothes in her own kitchen. Hope handed her sister the orange juice, sharing was caring after all, and laughed, “No way, no one likes ugly boys.” Hope raised her eyebrows, “Oh you do? You know a sexy Italian? Well hmm.” Hope took her orange juice back and finished it, grinning, “British? Ooh la la, I like the sounds of that. Oh goodness sis,” she laughed when Destiny kissed both her cheeks, texted some people, she guessed the boys, and grabbed a cigarette before raiding the liquor cabinet. “Music!” Hope danced toward her sisters dress, picking it back up, “Want this back? No? Alright.” Hope tossed it down the hall toward Destiny’s room, turning around to see Destiny dancing drunkenly, a cigarette hanging from her lips and a bottle of scotch in her hand. Oh Destiny. Sometimes Hope just wanted to take the alcohol and tobacco and drugs and put he to bed and just hug her. Though most of the time Hope knew, if you couldn’t beat Destiny, you may as well join her. Hope knew that’s what Destiny needed anyways, someone on her side. Hope reached over and took the bottle, taking a long drink and swallowed, shaking her head. First drink of the night over and done with, only got smoother from here on out. “You just gonna wear your skivvies when they come over? How is Vinny going to deal with that?” she laughed, “You’re gonna give him a complex.” Hope thought it might be safe to assume that is the Italian had weed and they had none, he’d be coming over bearing gifts pretty soon.
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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 27, 2012 0:46:29 GMT -5
Destiny shook her shoulders back and forth as she tried to dance before laughing, lowering the cigarette from her lips. She lifted her arm up, handing over the scotch so that Hope could take a drink. “ Yeah he definitely had a London bridge.. And a Big Ben? Damn. Where were these when I was nailing him” she said almost disappointedly as she made her way over to her bag. After taking the sunglasses out she placed them , pushing them up on her nose before she brought her cigarette back to her lips. “ Vincenzo can kiss my ass,” she said while making a face before she lifted her eyebrow, lowering her sunglasses and looked over at Hope. “ Actually that might not be so bad,” she said before she laughed quietly. Destiny looked down at herself, wiggling her hips side to side before she tilted her leg back to look at her heels. Hopefully they matched the lingerie she was wearing. But who really cared. She didn’t. Destiny offered the cigarette out to Hope before she headed towards the door. “ Let’s go wait,” she said as she tapped her hands against the outside of her legs and headed towards the elevator. Destiny held the door, waiting for Hope to get on before she pushed the button. “ Hey Franky,” she said to the doorman, ignoring him as he quietly spoke up, ‘ My name is Scott’. Destiny brought her hair off of her neck and walked out onto the streets of New York. “ Are you crazy? It’s freezing outside,” someone said as they passed her. “ … Is it?” she asked before looking down at herself. Whatever, it was like wearing a bikini out on the beach, the fabric was all the same.
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Post by Hope Sophia Drake on Nov 27, 2012 1:09:28 GMT -5
Hope threw her hands up in the air, "Oh of course you've already nailed the Brit, I don't know why I would have expected anything otherwise." Well, that changed things. Having your sisters seconds made it less appealing. At least he was probably cool to hang with, otherwise Destiny wouldn't associate with the guy. But still, Hope laughed it off. There wasn't anything you couldn't expect from Destiny. Hope took another drink from the bottle looking at her sister as Destiny peered over her sunglasses, "Yeah, i was gonna say. You wish he would don't you," she laughed and Destiny handed her the cigarette. Destiny suggested they go wait downstairs and Hope nodded in agreement, "Yes, let's." Hope could have suggested to her sister that she put clothes on, or at least a jacket, but she knew she'd be met with defiance and she figured, they wouldn't be out there for too long. And she had alcohol running through her system, she'd warm back up in no time. Hope smiled broadly and waved to the doorman who looked baffled, laughing at the people staring at Des. True, she was a sight to see sometimes. As they made it outside, Hope crossed her arms over her chest in the cold, waving to people passing, making random comments and greetings, "Hi there, that's a nice stache you have... Do you know the square root of 69?" Hope looked over at her sister and then added, "Hey buddy, you can look but it'll cost you. She likes to be paid in trident layers," she said lazily.
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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 27, 2012 1:20:11 GMT -5
Destiny held onto the pole by the street as she spun lazily on it. “ Oh the weather outside is weather,” she sang to herself before humming quietly. “ Hi,” she said to a few strangers passing by as she offered a smile and looked over at Hope while widening her eyes. “ I do love trident layers!” she said enthusiastically before some guy started to go through his pockets. “ Keep walking,” she said with a disgusted face before she made her way back over to her sister. “ I was drunk earlier,” she said with a nod, as though she wasn’t now. Destiny looped her arm through Hope’s before breaking into a half drunken half lazy version of the Charleston as she kicked her heels up. “ On a separate but similar note.. what guy haven’t I slept with, Hope? You’ll like him. He’s a Renner,” she said, emphasizing his last name as though all Renner’s were the same. Destiny gasped as she saw a girl wearing a mask and walked over to her. “ I’ll trade you my glasses for your mask,” she said, talking to the girl who was getting a pair of designer sunglasses out of this while the mask probably cost about five dollars. But here it was, going straight over her eyes before Destiny smiled and fluffed her hair out to try and make it look better. “ You’re the one that said you wanted a sexy boy..” Destiny said before slapping her hand on Hope’s butt and turning her to face Noah who was walking up. “ Merry Christmas..Ho ho ho” she said before laughing to herself quietly and taking a step back.
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Post by Noah Rylan Renner on Nov 27, 2012 1:21:38 GMT -5
Noah stepped out of the cab and onto the cold pavement before he looked down both sides of the street. How was he going to figure out where she lived? Though that was quickly answered for him, seeing as when he looked down it looked like there was a half naked girl twirling about on the sidewalk like she didn’t have a care in the world. Noah brought his hand up to his hair, shaking it out as he made his way over to them, smiling politely as she was turning the pretty girl beside her towards him. “Hey there,” he said, leaning down to give Destiny a loose hug before he stepped back. “ Pleasure to meet you, “ he said as he looked up at Destiny’s sister, offering a crooked smile as he placed his hands in his front pockets. “ Maybe we should get her upstairs.. “ he said before he started to take his jacket off and attempted to put it on Destiny. But each time he came close to her, she took a step in the opposite direction. Like a herding a cat, this one. Noah took in a breath and held it, looking over at her sister like he was in uncharted territory. “ Do you get to see this situation often?” he asked with a smirk as he laughed quietly under his breath and gave up trying to wrangle in Destiny, instead going over to stand by her sister.
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Post by Hope Sophia Drake on Nov 27, 2012 1:39:45 GMT -5
Hope looked at Destiny, feigning surprise, “You were drunk earlier? I had NO idea…” she laughed, letting her sister loop their arms together, trying to get her to start dancing, which Hope did halfheartedly, though she had to admit moving around was keeping her warmer. Hope laughed when she mentioned he was a Renner, “Well in that case he must be a keeper,” she joked and let go of Destiny so she could go trade eye wear with some stranger. Hope pulled out her phone, looking to see if Faith had texted her back after she’d texted her earlier. Still nothing. Oh well. Guess things didn’t change. But that was fine because all these months that it had been just Hope and Destiny at home had been so fun, Hope wasn’t sure she’d have it any other way. Funny how things worked out. They’d definitely grown closer that was for sure. Hope felt her sister smack her on the butt and spun her around, presenting the approaching boy as an early Christmas present. Well, he certainly was cute, that was for sure. Hope greeted him, learning that his name was Noah, “Pleasure to meet you as well, I’m Hope,” she offered a smile, seeing her sister out of the corner of her eye. Hope laughed and shook her head, “Upstairs? Oh but this was just becoming so much fun. That man was going to offer her trident layers for a lap dance,” she said in a mock serious tone, smirking as Noah tried to cover her sister’s bare body. Noah asked how often this happened and Hope only smiled, looking lovingly at Destiny the way only a sister could, “Oh yeah, all the time. Destiny and I have lots of fun together.” Noah had come over to stand by her, Hope brushing her hair off her shoulders, “Des, are we still waiting on Vincenzo,” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows at her sister.
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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 27, 2012 8:23:10 GMT -5
Destiny watched as Noah and Hope started to talk to eachother, smiling to herself as she went back to being in her own little world where she could hum and dance in peace. But when she looked up Noah was trying to cover her body with his jacket. So naturally her only response was to run from him. She didnt want clothes on. Wasn't that part obvious? But it seemed like just as quickly as he tried wrangling her in he was calling quits, going over to stand by Hope. Destiny smiled again, trying to sneakily give Hope a thumbs up. Maybe it wasn't so sneaky. But Hope deserved a little bit of fun, she had earned it. And it wasn't like her and Faith weren't offing have fun. Faith was getting married, about to start her own family, and this was all fun and games to Destiny. She bit the edge of her lip as she thought that over. It was all fun and games. That was easy to tell herself. But when Hope spoke to her, Destiny threw on a quick smile and looked up at her. " Do you see Vincenzo? Nooooo. Still waiting for Italy," she said as she wiggled her eyebrows up and down at Hope before laughing to herself quietly. " Oh hello." she said to a guy who was walkin with his girlfriend as she caught up with him to write her number on his hand, offering a smile to the girl on his arm with her jaw dropped. Destiny adjusted the mask against her face, trying to remember any songs about Italy. Maybe it was like a rain dance. She could sing it and he would show up. Destiny smiled at Hope, doing a small twirl as she sang , " When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie that's.... Amoreeeeeee" she sang out with her hands to the side as she continue the song.
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Post by Vincenzo Isaia Ventimiglia on Nov 27, 2012 9:59:01 GMT -5
Vinny walked along, hands in his pockets to keep them warm. He could see his breath in front of himself, trying to burrow further into his coat. He hadn't been expecting Destiny to ask him to come over, last he'd heard from her she was hanging out with some British kid. Probably to hook up. The idea kind of peeved him, since he now realized he liked her but that was exactly why he hasn't slept with her. There were girls he hooked up with, those were the hot ones that he didn't actually see a future with. Then there were the beautiful ones he actually thought he could see himself doing the relationship thing with. Those were the ones he took seriously, not about to just hit it and quit it. Vinny just wanted Destiny to realize the reason he hadn't pushed sleeping with her was because he really did want it to last. It was a little hard to make her understand. She was dead set on her own ideas. Vinny felt the bag in his pocket, brought the weed as she had asked. As he approached her building now, he saw her, in her underwear. Vinny shook his head, listening to her sing, "Are you seriously singing that?" He asked seriously and then nodded toward her sister,"Hope." Vinny looked back at Destiny, "Nice outfit. We going inside or what?" He didn't know who the other guy was, holding his hand out to shake his, "I'm Vinny by the way."
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Post by Destiny Anne Drake on Nov 27, 2012 10:32:54 GMT -5
Destiny smiles as Vinny approached and threw her arms out in excitement before she wrapped her arms around him in a hug. Hooking up with him had always been fun at parties so it severely annoyed her that he seemed to refuse to sleep with her. Seriously what gives? You're hot. I'm hot. Lets bang it out. "Vinny!!" she cheered out happily before she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled herself up enough his chest to kiss him. " You're looking dapper," she said as she fell off of his body and back to the pavement. " I thought you might like it. If you want i can take you upstairs and just give it to you" she tried to say suggestively. But what did it matter? He never cared if she threw herself at him. What was wrong with her wasn't she pretty enough? " OHMYGOD HOPE, let's get a Christmas tree!!!" she called out enthusiastically before she tried to make a getaway from everyone.
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Post by Noah Rylan Renner on Nov 27, 2012 11:19:52 GMT -5
Noah smiled as he watched at how lovingly Hope talked about her sister. That was nice, you didn't actually ins people that often that cared about family so much. Actually he was one of them - it was the only reason he was in the states after all. That damn Lance kid. But it seemed to e pretty rare with people over here. Noah lifted his eyebrow as the tall guy made his way over to them and almost instantaneously Destiny was flinging herself on him to kiss him. Well. This was awkward. Seeing as how she was kissing him less than two hours ago. Noah licked his lips and looked away, moving over to open the door. Going inside sounded like their best bet. But instantaneously Destiny was screaming about a Christmas tree and running off. "Wait!" He yelled out before chasing after her. Half naked girl tuning through the streets. Last thing they needed. Noah carried her against his body before bringin her to Vinny. " yeah nice to meet you mate. I'm Noah. And uh.. I think this is yours" he said, gesturing to Destiby who was smiling up at Vinny and tapping her finger against his nose. Noah lifted his eyebrows and walked over to Hope. " Should we head upstairs?" He asked with a grin and made his way inside the building, holding the door open for Hope as he waited.
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