𝒊𝒗. the boneyard ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❛ daphne monroe 𝒙 kiara carrera ❜
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❝ I can hear your thoughts like a melody. Listen while you talk when you're fast asleep. ❞ - telepatía,, kali uchis
(season 1 episode 1)
word count; 4,200+
FROM WHERE DAPHNE SITS against one of the dead trees in the boneyard, she admires Kiara as she talks to Pope and JJ, hair glowing golden because of the fire. The wind blows gently through her hair as she speaks to the boys. With a frown, Daphne takes a sip of her beer, wishing Kiara would come talk to her already. Some days, she can't believe how gorgeous the brunette girl is. Today she has her wavy hair down so it flows past her shoulders and dawns a tie dye shirt with short jean shorts and a pair of converse. Along her arms she's layered bracelets and wears at least three necklaces. Daphne hates the way she loves Kiara's style, her jewelry, her clothes, her gorgeous face. She hates the way she can't take her eyes off of Kiara.
When JJ catches her staring, he struts up to Daphne, kneeling down on the sand beside her. "Daphne, darling, why are you sitting here all alone?" he asks, doing a voice that sounds like a mix between British and SpongeBob.
"Just enjoying the night," she says, reaching out to ruffle his hair. "What's going on with Pope?"
"Eh, he's not as good as we are at picking up Tourons and Kooks," JJ replies with a wide grin. "He tried hitting on this girl, but started speaking about dead bodies too much."
Daphne laughs. "Of course he did. And, uh, I saw Kiara talking to a Touron. Uh, did-did that go anywhere?"
"Nah," JJ says, shaking his head as his smile drops. "He got all creepy when she mentioned she's pan. Liked it too much."
"Gross," Daphne mutters, taking another swig of her beer.
JJ nods at her cup. "Need a refill? I'm getting more."
"Yeah, thanks," she says, handing him the red solo cup. "Don't take your eye off it, okay?"
"I know the drill, be right back, darling," JJ says, doing the strange accent again, shifting the cups so he's covering the top of her cup with his hand.
Daphne picks at her nails mindlessly as she stares into the fire, sitting in the little buzz she received from the beer. She likes party's like this, likes being around her friends, and is trying desperately not to let the fact that Kiara is flirting with other people bug her. Something that gets in the way of Daphne trying to be calm and have a nice time is Rafe Cameron approaching her out of the corner of her eye. When he was still in school with them he used to try and get her to go out with him all the time. It became like a game to him. One he very much enjoyed and one she very much did not.
