Apologies || KC & Tori

Tori slipped a black Vans hoodie that she’d taken from Zig sometime during their relationship over her head. It was definitely too big for her but she knew it’d keep her warm enough for the night. Her dark curls were shoved into a messy bun on the top of her head, figuring that she didn’t have to style it because she wasn’t going to be there to impress KC. Instead, she was going to attempt an apology to him that was going to be hard enough as it was to accept. Tori then slid her feet into a pair of warm Ugg boots, letting out a quiet sigh as she did so. She wished it weren’t so late in the night so that she could have met him somewhere publicly and without having to sneak out and risk being murdered by her parents for it. Once she received his address she tucked her phone into her back pocket, expertly climbing out of her window to leave. The entire way to the apartment complex was filled with the combination of her being terrified of being mugged in the sketchy area and her reciting what she was even going to say to the older boy once she did get there. Sending him messages on tumblr was undoubtedly a lot easier, seeing as she didn’t have to see his disapproving face at every word she’d spit out.

Tori felt like it took forever to find the exact place KC resided, her head staying confidently lifted so as to not stick out like a sore thumb. The last thing she needed was to be harassed or attacked tonight, especially in this neighborhood where the only person she knew wouldn’t come out to help her. She let out a sigh of relief as she finally reached the building, quickly making her way inside to escape the winter air. It wasn’t that much warmer inside, as she should have expected, however anything was better than the cold wind slapping against her body. Tori pulled out her phone to make sure she was going to the right floor and door and, after what felt like 10 minutes of roaming the building she finally arrived at the door. The apartment complex was dingy, something she wasn’t really used to - ever. Maybe that was why KC had never asked her to go over there instead during their short-lived friendship. But she put those thoughts aside as she opened up a countdown on her phone, setting it for 10 minutes on the dot. If he only wanted to let her talk for 10 minutes then that was how long she’d take to apologize to him; nothing more. With her free hand, Tori slowly brought it up to knock on the door, stepping back to wait for someone to answer.

Therapy || Self RP

Tori goes to a pageant practice therapy session.

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TMI Tuesday..?

private dance || tori & owen

Tori had used a huge purse today, shoving a pair of black yoga pants and tank top inside as a change of clothes for when she actually was dancing and her current outfit to keep her warm in the weather. She’d used the excuse that she was attempting to find said yoga pants, though she used that time to perfect her appearance in front of her full-length mirror until she was satisfied with the way she looked for the older boy. It’s not that she doubted the way she looked, she knew he at least found her attractive enough to ask her to come over but she couldn’t help but to feel the need to make everything about her flawless tonight. Owen wasn’t just some niner that would accept anything, he was in grade twelve and had higher expectations of girls that Tori had to fulfill. Once her hair had fallen the way she wanted and she had a fresh coat of pink lipgloss on she grabbed her bag full of essentials (extra makeup, cell phone, mints, a change of clothes, etc) she went downstairs to beg her Mom to take her there.

Going over to the Milligan house wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, in fact she’d spent countless nights there - just with Tristan. Which was the reason Tori’s mom even agreed to taking her over there on a Friday night, seeing as she didn’t know about the falling out the two bestie niners had. But now she was going over to be alone with Owen and there was no denying it was intimidating for her. But the more she thought about it, she knew she wasn’t trying to impress Owen with her dancing; he wasn’t a judge or anything of the sorts and it was quite obvious to her what was really going on considering he wanted a private “show” of it. She was also extremely thankful that Tristan wasn’t there, however it would have been ultimately hilarious if he was because she knew he would have been unamused with the situation as a whole.. something she definitely wouldn’t have minded happening.

The entire ride there was somewhat awkward for the young girl, her Mom continuously asking questions about Tristan and her just having to lie about it all because she hadn’t actually spoken to him in almost two weeks, let alone knew well enough of how he was doing other than becoming new BFFs with Maya. She sighed appreciatively as they reached the house, giving her mom a quick hug before opening up the passenger door to let herself out. “Thanks! I’ll call you when I’m ready to come home, or Tris’s brother might be able to drive me home.. I’ll let you know. Love you, bye!” she said quickly as she walked up the sidewalk, careful not to slip on any ice patch. Tori let out a breath as she approached the familiar front door, the corner of her lip tugging upwards as she saw the steamed breath float through the air and disintegrate into nothing. One of her covered hands clutched the purse tightly against her body while the other reached up to swiftly knock on the wooden door and she stepped back as she stared up at it, awaiting Owen to allow her inside and out of the cold.

It took me forever to figure out to wear.
Hope Zig doesn’t mind that the gummy worms are sour or that it’s the extra hot cheetos, that’s all I could find.

lame hospital party || chatzy

Tori, Maya, and Katie all go visit Zig in the hospital and it ends up being surprisingly peaceful.

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Pretending tonight is not happening and curling up in my bed to watch The Notebook instead. :[

More comfy visiting the asshole Zig today.