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"wait...you're serious?" salem whispered before looking around for a moment; there weren't any other people in sight so they technically could get away with it. would it be bad karma though? "i love the universe and it's creatures but a tarantula is completely out of the question." the suggestion quickly snapping her out of her deep thought. she chuckled as she watched drew struggle with the poor animal. "here, give it to me-" reaching for the cat she smiled while placing gentle pats along it's fur. "i see you didn't learn anything the whole month stevie was with luna. speaking of which, you think they'll be mad about us stealing it? what if we get caught and she has to bail us out of jail?" the potential consequences raced through her mind.

drew scoops up the cat with great effort, grimacing as the creature struggles and squirms within his awkward grasp. "open your bag," he instructs anyway. pets who couldn't be confined to a tank or a cage, shed often, made noise, emitted an odor, or all of the above were strictly forbidden by his mother, so he has little experience with wrangling common household animals. "excuse me," drew inevitably huffs as the cat continues fidgeting. "okay, are you sure that you don't want a tarantula instead ? i can recommended a few different species that are great to start out with," he offers, glancing anxiously at salem as the animal continues to wiggle around in his hands.

FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS A SALEM WEST !

On behalf of all residents in the Valpo Region, we'd like to wish Salem West a very Happy Birthday ! A heart as beautiful as the voice who owns it, the Valpo region is better with you as a resident. Your talented and whimsical mind has brought joy and comfort to multiple residents with us. We're all waiting on the edge of our seats to see what you're going to drop next, and we know the Valpo region will be your number one streamers. The unwavering support you show to your friends, to the point of willing to rewrite history for them is admirable. We hope you feel as loved here as you make those you cherish feel, and we can't wait to ring in your 30s with you next year. While you're in LA we wanted to send a care package of all our favorite Chilean snacks to remind you where your heart lives (with us) ( @cybermuses )

status: open! @valpostart location: casablanca blooms & coffee

it had been a while since salem left the house, she'd been recluse lately for a couple reasons. she was finally to the point where being home was starting to get old and she needed to get out of her head and be around other people. after spending some time out and about (which included spending money on things she didn't need at secondhand style) she found herself at casablanca blooms and coffee. what was supposed to be a quick coffee run turned into an hour of her being scribbling in her journal at one of the empty tables. "if you wanna join me you can, i really could use the company." she said with a smile to the familiar face a few feet away.

salem loved coming to secondhand style. she considered briefly at one point applying for a job with the amount of time ( and money ) she often spent in there. girl time with astrid was much needed since being back from la and salem never could say no to a shopping trip. fashion as a career never did bite for her but she did inherit somewhat of an interest from spending so much time with her mom at shows. she had a decent pile of finds for the colder weather draped over her arm as she waiting outside the dressing room for astrid, mentally contemplating if she needed this many sweaters. as her friend stepped out of the dressing room in a cute pair of low rise jeans salem grinned with approval. "i love those on you! the whole y2k style is thriving right now so you'd be right on trend. plus they make your ass look amazing if that's a factor." she glanced down at her phone for a moment to quickly reject a call from her ex leon. "the cargos are too safe for you. get out of your comfort zone babe."

───✮ ˙ ̟ closed starter ft. salem ( @cybermuses ) ── at secondhand style

                 ⋆.˚ astrid had always fancied herself a strictly business employee, showing  up  when  she  wasn't  on  shift  was  normally  an  activity  she  did  her  best  to  avoid  seeing  as  she  rarely  wanted  to  be  there  when  she  did  have  to  work.  for  such  an  occasion  though  exceptions  were  to  be  made;  her  negotiation  skills  —  honed  by  the  job  itself  —  and  the  employee  discount  she  couldn’t  remember  officially  having  made  secondhand  style  the  only  store  that  made  even  a  modicum  of  sense.  it  was  just  a  pit  stop  anyways,  she  needed  a  new  pair  of  jeans  seeing  as  the  inner  seam  of  the  ones  she  still  happened  to  be  wearing  had  torn  apparently  without  rhyme  or  reason  at  the  very  beginning  of  what  was  set  to  be  a  very  eventful  day.  she’d  grab  a  new  pair,  change  in  a  dressing  room  and  they’d  be  on  their  way.  but  first,  she  had  to  find  a  pair  she  loved  as  much  as  her  well-worn  boyfriend  cut.    

❝  ok,  what  do  we  think  about  low  rises  ?  you  know,  getting  out  there…  trying  new  things…  at  this  rate  we’re  probably  going  to  miss  pre-bar  brunch  anyway  so  it’s  not  like  it’d  be  outrageous  yeah  ?  ❞  she  poses  the  question  to  salem,  an  embroidered  pair  of  jeans  in  hand,  ❝  or  i  mean  i  could  just  grab  some  cargos…  what  do  you  think  ?  ❞  ─ ✶⋆.˚

salem shook her head and chuckled at the mention of avia. she told birdie should would get them something big and here the two were eyeing a large monstera plant. she wondered for a second how birdie's cousin would react to them bringing home such a large plant after essentially banning the other from owning one again. "i kinda feel like i'm setting myself up to get in trouble with aviva but i can take the heat if it's for you i suppose." she nervously glanced over to birdie for a moment. they were on their date that wasn't a date (truthfully neither of them could tell you what exactly it was) but she was trying her best to be normal about it. just two friends shopping for a plant. "it's nice but if we're going to potentially piss your cousin off we should at least go bigger."

closed / @cybermuses location / plantas altas

          ꒰ა  ♡  ໒꒱  --— "  okay,  so  –  aviva did say  no  more  live  plants,  but  it's  fine ! i  think  if  i  use  the  defense  that  you'll  be  over  to  check  up  on  them,  she'll  be  more  open  to  it.  "  birdie  says  it  with  a  grin,  eyes  scanning  the  monsteras  in  front  of  her.  they  very  pointedly  aren't  looking  at  salem  –  she  might  puke  from  nerves  if  she  does,  too  distracted  by  the  fact  that  salem  looks very  pretty  today.  does  she  always  look  that  pretty  ?  of  course  she  does,  birdie  just  never  really  let  herself  think  about  that  before  all  ...  this happened,  "  what  do  you  think  ?  it'll  be  your  kid,  too,  you  get  input.  " 

kianalede: Somebody fix my strap pls

she sucked on his thumb for a brief moment, teasing him. salem knew leon never cared about where they were and sleeping with her at this party almost felt like he had to point to prove. the point being he could still have her anytime he wanted and she hated to admit that he was right. the thought of being with another person hadn't crossed her mind since the two first started dating. as he tilted her head up she ran her fingers through his blonde locs while staring up at him. "you'd love for someone to walk in on us anyways." she teased as he lifted her up by her ass and slammed her against the wall. it was rougher than usual but she knew he had some pent up aggression towards her, that much to be expected. salem put her head back and closed her eyes as he kissed along her neck, gently tugging at his hair. the feeling of every kiss planted on her neck radiated throughout her body and between the alcohol and all the unsaid feelings she craved leon desperately. "please tell me you have something on you?

leon's smirk grows wider at salem's question. "when has that ever stopped us before?" he bites his lower lip as she sucks on his thumb. he presses it down her tongue as he grows bigger in his pants. this girl will be the death of him. and he doesn't mind. he doesn't mind she breaks his heart over and over again as long as he can have her like this, looking like a godsent angel who will make his sinful fantasies come true. of course, this is now. but whenever later happens, maybe he'll realize this was the worst idea ever. so, he might as well savor every single second. leon pulls his thumb away from her mouth and drags it down her chin, grabbing it and tilting her head up so she can look at the lust that's taken over his eyes. "door's locked. don't worry about it." the man picks her up and holds her by the ass, slamming her against another wall and kissing her neck. they're used to doing it rough. but this is another level. especially because there's so much turmoil beneath the surface.

Kiana Ledé

status: closed for @skidemark // aviva

between the glue and the popsicle sticks salem had a giant mess of a pile sitting in front of her that was supposed to resemble a small house. building one out of miscellaneous items seemed like a fun idea at first but salem quickly realized she wasn't as crafty as she thought she was. "fuck it, i'm officially giving up on this. we can just say my home was demolished." she threw her hands up in defeat and let out a small chuckle. looking over at aviva curiously she noticed the other was hyper focused on her own project. "please tell me yours is going better than mine did?"

status: closed for @acosmicdisappointment // mallory

"you know, in retrospect this probably wasn't the best idea." salem let out a small giggle before finishing off her fourth cocktail from one of the food trucks. when mallory suggested a pre-show pregame salem agreed without hesitation. now the two were drunk, or at least salem was, an hour before mallory's set. "we can either keep going or we can stop and try to sober up before you go on. either way im happy, i just need to be a little coherent for leon's set at least." she teased before pulling her phone out to check a text. "by the way, i am kinda pissed you aren't performing tummy hurts."