_{heed the call of the recalcitrant   &   witness the uproar of the insubordinate youth   /    RUM-SOAKED TEENAGERS,  indulging in the one act they learned from their parents   ( the rest, of course, was learned beside the nannies and au pairs that waltzed through gilded apartments,  each face blending into seamless repetition )   summon the hum of rebellious heartbeats racing between the ongoing maze of  sweat  &  yells  &  pills  &  the steady passing of thousand - dollar  bottles.     and, at it’s center:   DESICCATE SOCIALITE,  flute between fingers,  mocha eyes glazed with apparent boredom.   she blames HER,  of course.  everything seems to be her fault, now a days.  the inescapable hunger,  the constant migraine she carries  ( that one, she knows, is directly linked to the second brunette )    that woman,  she knows,  is all nine circles of hell, stacked in six-inch-heels.}        

&  HOW ROYALTY KNEELS BEFORE  .  .  .        _{antagonist meets antagonist in brilliant eruption;    the demons,  after all,  live only to serve the devil.    sharp clicks sound as louboutins meet stone-cut marble,  dark eyes aglow in angry fire,  and she crosses slender arms over her ribs.}        ❝     _{i   DISTINCTLY remember withdrawing your invitation.}        ❞

_{@lovedherself                        plotted stuff  !!}