In the dimly lit room, a haze of muted grief hung heavy as the mourners exchanged whispered condolences. However, the air was abruptly pierced by the unexpected clash of Phoebe’s laughter and her intoxicated ramblings. Her words, a bit slurred, drifted across the room like mischievous spirits seeking an audience. [color=“#d39d7a"]”Imagine having Amanda as a sister, that must suck. No, imagine having you as a siste- Wait, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”[/color] Quickly putting her hand over her mouth Phoebe almost spilled the drink she had in her glass as she took a seat opposite Clara Weston-Lucier.
Phoebe’s eyes flickered with a mix of amusement and a hint of mischief as she locked eyes with Clara, the girl she had a knack for disliking. The atmosphere at Sadie Monroe’s wake was somber, filled with grief and memories of times gone by. Yet, here they were, amidst the mourning, engaging in a conversation that teetered on the edge of inappropriate given the occasion. Avoiding her family so she wouldn’t be lectured on her behavior, Phoebe found a victim she could let all her frustrations out on, and recently Phoebe has been rather… Disappointed. In herself mostly.
{ Ski trip tb }
A smile on her face matched his as he took the lime from her and straightened back up. Only to give the next dare to her. And ooooh how fun it was. “Since my lips have been all over your body, how about you do the same and I dare you to give me a kiss on your favorite body part of mine.”
Everything already felt very intimate so she didn’t think twice before she sat up and pushed him down so that now he was the one lying. She hovered over him, placing her hands on both sides of him as she tried to decide what to do. Sometimes too much is too much, even for Phoebe. [color=“#d39d7a"]”Not my favorite but… Close.”[/color] She stated with a smug look on her face before slowly lowering her lips to his, not to kiss him but to move back and gently place a kiss on his lower stomach. [color=“#d39d7a"]”We have to keep it… Innocent. Kids are here,”[/color] with that comment she once again looked around the room stopping for a short second on Lenora, Jp, Clara even Paige before getting back up and turning to Mateo.
A moment she shared and in all honestly enjoyed just a few hours after she tried to fix things with Diego. After she pushed aside everything she believed in and tried to give herself an opportunity to maybe… Be happy. A selfish act that only got her where she is right now. That smug look she had on her face after her dare ended and attention was on other people was soon replaced with a rather dark expression, hearing what someone dared her to do. Or rather dared to confess: Which Montoya did you actually sleep with? Is it really just one?
Her eyes darted immediately to Diego, who wore an expression that betrayed his discomfort and displeasure with the unfolding events. Phoebe, caught off guard, felt her mouth open several times, yet not a single word emerged. The weight of the question hung in the air, revealing a truth she hadn’t anticipated sharing in such a public forum. What could he tell from her behavior was only that he was right all along - yes, Phoebe did start talking to Diego a long time ago just for the attention and laughs. Just to mess with a boy who truly liked her because… because what? Because she was bored?
Attempts to speak faltered on her lips, the silence amplifying the gravity of the situation. Phoebe desperately wished she could convey the recent change in her feelings, the genuine attempt during this ski trip to mend whatever complicated relationship they shared. The motives behind her actions were now a tangle of genuine emotion and past mistakes, and the nuances seemed lost on those awaiting her response.
Maybe she did start liking him. And maybe she just lost her chance at… Happiness. [color=“#d39d7a"]”Raphael. He is the only Montoya I slept with,”[/color] She finally admitted, not daring to look at Diego and not daring to look at Raph, knowing her words only started a new avalanche in the Montoya relationship.
The only dare she avoided was confessing why she hated JP.
{ Back to Sadie's house }
[color=“#d39d7a"]”Where is your sister by the way? I thought you were her bodyguard? Wait, can I ask you something? Why do you hate me? What have I ever done to you? I never quite understood that?”[/color] Phoebe asked nonchalantly, twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers. Phoebe, in her inebriated state, seemed almost detached from the gravity of the situation.
@Caticorn - Clara bestie
@Littlefeets - Amanda, Diego mentioned
@CerealKiller - JP, Ralp mentioned
go brotherssss fight