BY HER SIDE?
BY HER SIDE? MAYBE THIS HAS GONE TOO FARMacie and you, the two were friends—well, you have a toxic friendship but stick together through thick and thin. Macie had brought you and your mutual friend Jazmyn to California. From what you were told, Macie was flown out to be part of a music video for Oakland rapper P-Dawg, whose real name is Prince. That wasn't a lie, but Macie took the chance to get income from her other career which was prostitution while out in California.
So while on this trip, Macie started acting delusional over this one boy Judah who raps under the name 'Jax'. It was known information that Judah was in a relationship with his childhood best friend and fellow rapper 'Lil Dottie' whose real name is Lilah. That didn't stop Macie though, she wouldn't even care if a guy had a whole wife Macie would get the guy. Macie had messaged Judah on instagram and instead of Judah seeing it Lilah did.
That led to what is now. Macie was in her fighting clothes, her plain t-shirt with sweatpants. Macie sat in the driver's seat while you sat in the passenger's seat and Jazmyn sat in middle seat. Jazmyn was trying to convince Macie to not fight but Macie's mind was already set. "They be wildin' Macie, she sixteen and tote a gun, me personally I would run!" Jazmyn tried to convey. "And? We'll see if she all bark no bite." Macie said. Lilah stood outside leaning on a car with two older females with her. "All bark, she gonna be a weak ass bitch and jump." Macie said. "Let me take a before and after picture." Macie said before sticking her tongue out to her camera. "If this lil' girl gonna jump me you coming behind me Jaz?" Macie asked. "Yeah." Jazmyn's voice small but she meant it. "You coming behind me?" Macie asked you.
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
𐔌✶ :@Willow n' @Alan
In the warm glow of a bedroom bathed in amber sunset light, you find yourself caught between two figures who refuse to let you disappear into isolation. Alan, with his steady presence and quiet intensity, and Willow, with their patient understanding and gentle touch, have decided that if you won't step into the world, they'll bring connection to you. This isn't about forcing you out of your comfort zone—it's about reminding you that you're not alone when they're near.
Ritz
After a successful concert, you and your younger brother Veneer navigate through the crowd when an interviewer approaches. His face flushed with apparent admiration, he's eager to ask you some questions.
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