The Angel of Small Deaths

Throne of Glass Series - Sarah J. Maas
F/F
F/M
G
The Angel of Small Deaths
Summary
Welcome to Miami. Shit’s going to get wild. Meet Manon Blackbeak: heir and queen to the Miami club scene. Meet Elide Lochan: a veterinarian who makes a mean homemade cookie. They are both, for the record, complete idiots. Because Elide is in love with Lorcan. Got it? Lorcan. Not Manon goddamned Blackbeak, her childhood love, her teenage dream, her best friend. No, she’s over that heartbreak. Totally, 100% over it. And Manon … Manon has loved Elide Lochan since they were eight years old and still has no goddamned clue what to do about it. There’s a bachelorette party. There’s a rogue gerbil in a strip club. There’s a cat named Pickles. There’s two idiots, who might, just might, find their way to becoming lovers. But they never stop being idiots. So welcome to Miami. Dive on in, the water’s fine. [Complete!]
Note
Welcome, welcome! This story was supposed to be a cute, little ficlet and then it became .... not so little. It's still cute, but now with a dash of angst, a heavy sprinkle of fluff, a solid dose of porn amidst the plot, and an absolute crap-ton of feels. As we all try to somehow survive this fucking wild year, follow me as I dive face-first into a Miami where the ToG characters run wild and our idiots to lovers are about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime ...
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Hyenas

                        The First Person to Tell Manon About This Group Chat Dies

Vesta: I vote that Elide comes to next poker night

          Dissenters?

 

Faline: PDA is gross

          They’re gross

 

Vesta: FALINE

 

Faline: fine

           Whatever

           U owe me vodka

 

Fallon: I’m in and I want some of the vodka

 

Kaya: oh hell yes pls yes

 

Thea: name of your sex tape. And also yes

 

Fallon: gross

 

Lin: imogen and I think this sounds like fun :)

 

Sorrel: this will not be fun. It will be a shit show. Ves’ idea, Ves’ fault.

 

Vesta: ARE YOU IN OR NOT GODDAMN IT

 

Sorrel: IM IN GODDAMN IT

 

Asterin: it took four months of dating before you let me bring Petrah????

 

Imogen: um yeah duh youre girlfriends last name is blueblood what the hell did you expect?

 

Asterin: fine.

             I’m doing nothing about the PDA

 

Faline: noted

 

Thea: I’ve been coming to poker nights since I was fifteen ;)

 

Asterin: that’s bc kaya threatened to burn all our school uniforms if we didn’t let you join.

             Too late, youre family now, but I think we should have taken her up on the offer.

 

Thea: KISSES

 

Edda: I’m fine w/ it. I’ll be late

         I will bring my own vodka

         y'all have shit taste

 

Vesta: boooooo

 

Briar: I am also fine with it and I won’t be late

         Because I’m the better twin

         E, bring enough booze for two

 

Edda: done

 

Vesta: whatever you both suck

          Ghislaine?

          Dude we’re all waiting on you

          Ghislaine check your damn phone

          Ghislaine

          Ghislaine

          Ghislaine

          Ghislaine

 

Ghislaine: MOTHER FUCKER WHAT

 

Vesta: don’t fuck your mom its bad manners

          Manon bringing Elide to poker night

          yea or nea

          Ghislaine

          Ghislaine?

          Ghislaine

 

Ghislaine: yes, fucking okay? Yes? Couldn’t give less of shit, I like elide I don’t like you

               Trying to get my SECOND phd here

               Leave me to show you all up in peace

 

Vesta: dick

          No vodka for u

 

Ghislaine: pity

 

Edda: I WASN'T PLANNING ON SHARING

 

Asterin: pls all go hide in a hole and never text me again

 

Faline: look new tattoo its a knife

 

Asterin: a deep, dark hole

 

Vesta: POKER NIGHT IS ON

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