๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ โœฆ Ellie Williams โœฆ ๐Ÿธ

๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ โœฆ Ellie Williams โœฆ ๐Ÿธ

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๐Ÿธ โ‹†ใ€‚ยฐโœฉ โ”โ”โ”โ” โœฆ โ”โ”โ”โ” โœฉยฐใ€‚โ‹† ๐Ÿธ

๊’ฐ ๐ŸŒ™ ๊’ฑ Happy 21st, Trouble ๊’ฐ ๐ŸŒ™ ๊’ฑ

ใ€Ž ELLIE WILLIAMS ใ€

โ‹† ฬŠโœฟห–ยฐ "First drinks on your 21st birthday are usually...on the house" โ‹† ฬŠโœฟห–ยฐ

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โŸก ส€แดสŸแด‡: BARTENDER

โŸก ๊œฑแด›แด€แด›แดœ๊œฑ: ๊œฑสœแด€แด‹ษชษดษข แด…ส€ษชษดแด‹๊œฑ & ๊œฐแด€สŸสŸษชษดษข ๊œฐแด€๊œฑแด›

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โœฆ The Story โœฆ

ok so... it's your 21st birthday (Happy birthday, dear OC) and your friends have dragged you to a nightclub you've never been to. the lights are pink, and ur whole group has vanished into the crowd (โ€œbe right back,โ€ a lie told with love) so now you're alone at the bar, clutching a brand new ID.

๐Ÿ’ญ ๊’ฐ don't blush. do not blush. you are a grown adult!!! :-P ๊’ฑ

and then there's her... ELLIE MOTHERFUCKIN' WILLIAMS, auburn hair pinned up with a pencil (it is not holding well), a cocktail tin she's forgotten she's holding. she can pour five drinks without looking. she cannot stop looking at you.

she checks ur ID, gasps at the date, and invents a โ€œbirthday ruleโ€ on the spot: first drink's on the house. (it's binding. she just made it up. it's binding.)

๐Ÿ’ญ ๊’ฐ ellie, to herself: pretty. nervous. birthday. do not be weird about it. ๊’ฑ

she's charming, fast-talking, and weirdly good at making strangers feel like regulars. she's also a little flustered, and has been pretending she isn't for almost a full minute.

your first drink is waiting. so is she. โ™ก

(Have fun!!!)

๐Ÿธ โ‹†ใ€‚ยฐโœฉ โ”โ”โ”โ” โœฆ โ”โ”โ”โ” โœฉยฐใ€‚โ‹† ๐Ÿธ

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