[she's not sure what possessed her to actually consider the contents of the anonymous network post inviting one and all of cadelle to visit the 25th floor of the ballroom hotel, but she pauses, rereads, weighs it back and forth before finally sending a series of rapidfire texts to her bff and fellow ranger, kimberly, in which she all but begs for company.
plus one acquired, she dilly dallies long enough to consider the dress code, rolling her eyes at the idea of a pantsless party. trini figures it all must be a joke. her kind of deadpan humor. so she tugs on something familiar, something comfortable: faded jeans, one of her go-to vintage t-shirts with plaid thrown over the top — the ultimate in baby gay chic — and despite that that it's not quite cold enough yet, a beanie. she's decidely not dressed to impress.
after a breath or two, she makes her way up the elevator to the 25th floor solo, hoping that by now kim's already waiting. too late, as the elevator door dings open, does she receive the message that kim's not there yet.
head on in without me. i'll find you as soon as i get there? trini reads the text out loud as she stands around awkwardly outside the party for a good five minutes before she mutters a barely audible "fuck it" and opens the door to the suite.
merriment, cheesy soft jazz and what sounds suspiciously like exaggerated moans, and that pesky basket of pants greets her just inside. then someone who is definitely not wearing pants bumps into her.
she's not sure what she was expecting, but this most assuredly wasn't it.]
Oh hell no. I'm going to need at least three drinks before I even consider taking my shoes off.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[while the city's off cleaning up the mess from the groundbreaking of the delta building, trini can be found living it up at sunset inn, enjoying the beach, and trying her best to not sweat her ass off with the less than stellar air conditioning. come hit her up for a game of beach volleyball or encourage her to take her headphones off to grab a donut or cup of coffee.
if those suggestions don't sound interesting, or if you'd like a custom starter or if you want me to reply to something you've put up, please don't hesitate to reach out to me on plurk or on discord at heatwave#1853]
trini ▸ota
[she's not sure what possessed her to actually consider the contents of the anonymous network post inviting one and all of cadelle to visit the 25th floor of the ballroom hotel, but she pauses, rereads, weighs it back and forth before finally sending a series of rapidfire texts to her bff and fellow ranger, kimberly, in which she all but begs for company.
plus one acquired, she dilly dallies long enough to consider the dress code, rolling her eyes at the idea of a pantsless party. trini figures it all must be a joke. her kind of deadpan humor. so she tugs on something familiar, something comfortable: faded jeans, one of her go-to vintage t-shirts with plaid thrown over the top — the ultimate in baby gay chic — and despite that that it's not quite cold enough yet, a beanie. she's decidely not dressed to impress.
after a breath or two, she makes her way up the elevator to the 25th floor solo, hoping that by now kim's already waiting. too late, as the elevator door dings open, does she receive the message that kim's not there yet.
head on in without me. i'll find you as soon as i get there? trini reads the text out loud as she stands around awkwardly outside the party for a good five minutes before she mutters a barely audible "fuck it" and opens the door to the suite.
merriment, cheesy soft jazz and what sounds suspiciously like exaggerated moans, and that pesky basket of pants greets her just inside. then someone who is definitely not wearing pants bumps into her.
she's not sure what she was expecting, but this most assuredly wasn't it.]
Oh hell no. I'm going to need at least three drinks before I even consider taking my shoes off.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[while the city's off cleaning up the mess from the groundbreaking of the delta building, trini can be found living it up at sunset inn, enjoying the beach, and trying her best to not sweat her ass off with the less than stellar air conditioning. come hit her up for a game of beach volleyball or encourage her to take her headphones off to grab a donut or cup of coffee.
if those suggestions don't sound interesting, or if you'd like a custom starter or if you want me to reply to something you've put up, please don't hesitate to reach out to me on plurk or on discord at heatwave#1853]