𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎

[folklore lyrics bot @folklorebot]

filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names and blew through the money on the boys and the ballet and losing on card game bets with dalí

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

i’m fine, mace. tipsy enough for it not to bother me.. too much.

[𝓶acy .ᐟ @rottenmistakes]

if you need someone, I'm here for you.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

right here, pretty boy.

[𝓐𝐥𝐞͟𝐱. @DISCREETPAINTER]

#need.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

just gets a wee bit exhausting.

[𝓶acy .ᐟ @rottenmistakes]

hm well . . true. still!

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

just her ankle?

[𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐬. @navyvoyeur]

and that's sixty seconds of lecture he just missed thinking about her damn ankle.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

that sounds awful. old man stuff, huh.

[𝖗𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙. @flamingspurs]

his hip is fucking throbbing.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

she thought about it, but… tips.

[𝓶acy .ᐟ @rottenmistakes]

oh that's a good thing. or else, she would've been kicking their ass.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

kicked out. luckily, she has a pretty good bouncer.

[𝓶acy .ᐟ @rottenmistakes]

where are they? she'll kick their asses.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

taking a smoke break in the alley of the bar. she’s had three old men hit on her and two drinks spilled on her.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

have to admit, it’s not bad.

[‍ 𝓬utthroat ‍ defenseman ⁴⁸ @PUCKSENFORCER]

⠀⠀
modelling era. trying something new.
⠀⠀ ⠀

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

him forever. eventually, it’s gonna catch up to you if you don’t stay ahead of it.”

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

“good point,” grace muses almost immediately. then raises her eyebrows at her with amusement dancing in her gaze. “you know who it would make an even better point to?”

her tone is pointed but still gentle. it’s easy to see maisie is struggling with this. she won’t tell . . .

[𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐞.ᐟ @artsyfreaks]

grace’s lightness makes her chuckle as well, only to close her eyes a few seconds attendue to her head still being rather tender and sensitive. she does seem more understanding than diana, too. she relaxes a little, nodding.

“ i think we’re both looking at it from too close—

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

her what to do but she also knows this feeling. the conflict, a desperation of not wanting to ruin a friendship over feelings. she just offers a smaller, more sympathetic smile.

“you don’t have to do it today, mais. just… when you’re ready. but you can’t hide from . . .

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

💬 : gonna make me slough my hangover alone in my empty apt huh
💬 : 🍅🍅🍅
💬 : srsly. if you change your mind door’s open

[͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝑾𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐓. @drunmss]

💬 : nah forget i said anything

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

look at the girl pressed up against her side. not like grace was one to talk, when she ran from most serious relationships before they could get too serious.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

“damn, girl!” the blonde can’t help but cry into the empty room, immediately cringing at the volume. groaning and pinching the bridge of her nose to try to alleviate the new round of pounding in her brain.

“yeah. yeah, i get that. it’s.. weird, when you break up with . . .

[𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐞.ᐟ @artsyfreaks]

her hands rub her face, as if that would be sufficient to get rid of the guilt she carried. not only was navigating a difficult situation hard enough, doing it with all of her ex’s best friends was a whole new beast. “we slept together last night. well; the night before the—

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

someone you’ve been with forever. it’s like drugs. especially if the sex is great,” she teases with a nudge of her elbow into her side, mouth curling into a playfully wicked grin.

“have you, like, talked to him about it?” she muses after a moment, lifting her head to . . .

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

@GHOSTELEGANS i’m always correct, sir.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

someone’s in a mood.

[ᵀᴴᴱ ‍ ⟢ ‍ 𝑠𝘩͟𝑜͟𝑜͟𝑡͟𝑖͟𝑛͟𝑔 ‍ 𝓢𝐓𝐀𝐑 ‍ ᯓ @GHOSTELEGANS]

... I'm going back to drinking, fuck all of this.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

her curiosity, eyes drifting down to look at maisie. a brow arched but no judgement lying in them. clearly, grace is out of the loop.

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

grace’s nose wrinkles at that, nodding slowly. a deeper understanding as she blinks a few times, staring at the color on the wall and not much else.

“yeah… fucking tell me about it.” a slow exhale through pursed lips, “how… how’re you hurting wyatt?”

that piques . . .

[𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐞.ᐟ @artsyfreaks]

“ no, no bomb dropped. just… i think… all of us being so entangled, so close… sometimes it catches up to us.” she breathes out, breathing in grace’s perfume. “and i worry i might be hurting wyatt.”

[𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 @PLANNlNGS]

💬 : wanna come veg out with me
💬 : we can do relationship gossip all day
💬 : insta dm feels like a crude place to do this

[͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝑾𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐓. @drunmss]

💬 : i guess
💬 : yk what nvm