Hello again! I had to split this into 2 parts because I couldn’t even handle how long it got, and I figured I’d leave the actual dramatics for “Part B”. I feel like it’s…it’s hard to describe my feelings about B, I’ll just say that.
Also thank you for putting up with my drawn-out chapters (I always feel like ‘the side of Ham that wrote the other 51′ when it takes me chapters and chapters to get from point A to point B. But I also love character studies and what makes people tick so that’s my lame reasoning behind it. Either way, I hope you enjoy!
In this part, the pre-brunch ritual is thrown off and it makes Angelica uneasy…
Loud disco music blares through the closed door. The third
door from the staircase; twenty-six steps from the stairs, straight across the
hall from the bathroom. It’s the second-largest bedroom in the Schuyler mansion
only to their parents’ master bedroom, and lately it’s become more of a dressing
room. Peggy is the beneficiary of it all, a senior in high school with her
sister’s bedrooms empty while they’re away. She doesn’t use them, per say, but
the youngest Schuyler liked to think she’d be crazy to deny herself the
opportunity of two ‘walk-in closets.’
although she often claims Eliza’s style is too preppy, and Angelica’s too
business, there’s often an Instagram photo or a moment on Skype that brings the
two older sisters barreling to her door. Eliza will ask for her clothing back.
Angelica will demand. But the best part of having her older sister’s bedrooms
out of use for the better portion of the year is when they do come…Angelica’s room, because it is the largest, has been
transformed more into a ‘ready room.’ It’s the latest addition to the ritual of
Sunday brunch, the girls arriving at the first signs of morning with coffee and
duffle bags stuffed full of supplies.
they’d sit around the breakfast nook, Laurie the chef having prepared an array
of pastries the night before, knowing of the serious light which Sunday morning
brunch was painted in this family. The girls would chat, catching up in a more
filtered light. Laurie was a gossip; they’d discovered that truth when she’d
told both Paul, the driver and Elena,
the housekeeper, about Angelica’s first
time. (Luckily the story hadn’t gotten back to their father, but oh boy did Angelica ream her out for
Peggy also often used this ritual
as a regular addition to her continually-updated Instagram story; clothing
strewn over every surface, the three huddled close and leaning over Angelica’s
vanity, the occasional 3-part harmony to a Beyoncé classic…it was a ritual that
had become loved by America nearly as much as it was by the sisters.
Since these are CC hairs, making this upload was a lot trickier than usual. All of the images above show you hairs with a number. The number with correspond to the mesh download links below. I also added the numbers to the folders in the .rar file to make navigating what hairs you want/don’t could be easier.
♡ Summary: It has been nearly a year since you started writing anonymous letters to Jungkook, giving him words of encouragement behind the thin mask of a paper. He never considered you as a possible suspect behind these letters, because you were nothing more than a best friend. And you couldn’t put all the blame on him either, after all, you were too afraid to confess in fear of tarnishing your precious friendship.