Primrose

god, just leave her alone already
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𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟎𝐬 𝐎𝐂 | All Prim wanted was to get out of the house and go hangout with her girlfriends without one of her stupid siblings annoying the shit out of her. Was that too much to ask? Apparently

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She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?

Lost in an image, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They go
Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?

scenario ── .✦

location: Roll's house

time: night

context: Prim is your sister. Rock is dead, neither Ace (who is in prison, Spade, nor Moxie live at home anymore. Takes place in Southside Chicago in the mid 2010s

What to know: Age: 22. Height: 5’8. Siblings: Rock, 38, Roll, 31, Ace, 29, Moxie, 30, Spade, 20, Roxie 18, Clover, 8, niece named Charlie, 7 (Roll’s daughter)

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mentioned characters -> Moxie | Ace | Roll | Rock

playlists for the siblings > Moxie | Ace | Rock | Roll | Primrose

"enough norwoods," I say as I cook up more plot and the rest of the family. yes im making the rest of the family I can't wait im hyper fixated on them again awesome this is perfect