OCEAN EYES ━ steven conklin ✓

𝟬𝟲 pomegranate

Adam was here, it was like everything tensed in the atmosphere, she hated the feeling the house gave off when the Fisher man showed up, the last three years hadn't been the same it was like Conrad stopped worshiping the ground he walked on and Jeremiah? he would never stop trying to live up to the expectations his father held his brother at while for Solange it was like she didn't exist, the two barely had a relationship, he always made sure to include her in the gift shopping, hanging out etc and she was okay with that.

Solange held her drink in her hand, sipping from the margarita glass yet again, around a hour earlier she had a mental breakdown and decided to drink away the thoughts, "may I present, the Belly special" Isabella walked down the path, bowing as she sat the drinks down on the mini tables "ooh, very nice" Nicole smiled, picking one up.

"Gimme some" Jeremiah said, the darker girl tilted her cup in his direction, holding it as he drunk from the straw "okay Jere! you're gonna finish the whole thing!" Solange stingily moved in back so he couldn't drink anymore.

"What's in this? it's so good" Elaine questioned, practically downing the glass Angela handed her, Solange shrugged continuing to sip from hers "like a crapload of alcohol and pomegranate" Belly responded.

The brunettes eyes widened, forcefully handing the glass to Nova who began to laugh "are you still doing that no alcohol rule? it's stupid" the curly haired girl spoke up while Jeremiah sneakily sipped from her margarita glass "it's not stupid! sorry I don't wanna be a walking cliche.." Laney trailed off.

Elaine West came from a rich family, a stay at home mom who barely showed her any attention and a dad who was never home due to always being away back home, and 2 brothers. She spent most of her days locked up in her room reading comic books and listening to lana del rey. And if she wasn't it was because Angie - her best friend - had forced her out of the room that she proclaimed a 'cell'.

"You blue eyed cow" Solange insulted the boy, referencing him to the cow meme that resurfaced every year or so, she looked across from her, seeing Steven and Shayla coupled up in a floaty, it was like something had been crawling under her skin, the idea of the couple got under her skin "it's not a race connie, save some for the rest of us" Steven joked.

"Wait wait wait, but what it was a race, isn't that like the premise of every drinking game?" Belly insisted on a game, a coin was to be thrown into a little ashtray and if you didn't make it, you had to drink "rigged!" Nova chirped, Elaine was sitting out due to the fact that the game was no fun with water.

Solange swore she aimed precisely but the coin went around the Ashtray in the shape it was before falling the opposite direction, Jeremiah held the glass up to her mouth "drink loser, drink!" he chuckled, watching her down it, Conrad was on a role and so was the blonde sitting next to her.

"At this point I win" she giggled, Steven went, throwing the penny a little too far, Solange picked it up, the twos finger tips brushing against each other as she handed it back to him sent a smile to her face, not one she wanted "thanks."

"You're welcome..."

"Uh shit" Angela murmured missing the seventh time she'd tried, the laughs died down once the ginger looked at her ringing phone, "i'll be right back, if you go back to the house and see my brother can you tell him I went home for a minute?" she asked.

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Solange found herself in the kitchen once more, picking up the margarita mix and pouring it into her glass, she inhaled, smelling barbecue sauce-the girl rushed to the oven, opening it to see ribs marinating, she turned back, staring at the door to make sure no one was coming in. She pulled the tray out, grabbing a knife and cutting a slab off "mhm" she moaned, biting into the food, Susannah couldn't have made it, Laurel most definitely did.