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*Hyacinth added Francesca, Penelope, Daphne, Kate, Sophie, and Eloise to a new Group Chat*
*Hyacinth named the Group Chat to Hy’s 21st*
Hyacinth: so. i’ve decided what i want for my birthday this year.
Eloise: World Peace?
Hyacinth: no.
Penelope: New shoes?
Hyacinth: always a welcomed gift, but not for this milestone of a birthday.
Kate: Tattoo?
Hyacinth: i already have one.
Daphne: HY, WHAT THE FUCK?
Eloise: You have a tattoo?
Hyacinth: three, actually.
Sophie: I can confirm!
Penelope: Soph and I went with her for her 18th.
Francesca: i drove!
Daphne: Fran, you knew and didn’t tell us?
Francesca: for that reason is exactly why.
it was the same day i got my helix done!
Eloise: You traitor, Fran.
Francesca: guilty.
Hyacinth: ANYWAYS!! I WANT A GIRLS' NIGHT!
Sophie: Oh.
Kate: Not what I was expecting.
Hyacinth: a real one.
Hyacinth: not some bullshit “we’ll stay home and watch a movie and bake treats.”
Daphne: Define “real.”
Hyacinth: daph yk the one i’m fucking talking abt.
Daphne: Hy, watch your language.
Hyacinth: don’t baby me anymore. i’m turning fucking 21 in two weeks. i want to have a girls' night that you guys talk abt when you think i’m not paying attention.
*Daphne added Francesca, Penelope, Eloise, Kate, Sophie to a new Group Chat*
*Daphne named the Group Chat: Girls' Night NO HY*
Daphne: Guys, we knew this day would come.
Eloise: I’m mostly impressed with the fact that she waited for 21 and not for 18.
Kate: That’s because I’m pretty sure Anthony would have put her on actual house arrest if he found out.
Eloise: Kate, I thank you every day for marrying our overprotected brother and taking one for the team!
Kate: That’s a weird way to say I love you, but I’ll take it.
*Sophie and Penelope laughed at Kate’s message*
Daphne: Anthony is going to fucking lose his mind.
Sophie: Ben too, but I’ll take care of him.
Kate: Anthony and Ben don’t get votes.
Eloise: Actually, that’s a lie, none of the boys fucking do.
Francesca: she’s right tho, we do talk abt it in front of her.
Daphne: We don’t mean to.
Eloise: Oh, I do it on purpose. It’s still my long-con payback abt having to be dragged along to all her pageant classes because Violet decided she had enough.
Penelope: El, you realize Hy hasn’t had pageant classes in like 6 years, right?
Eloise: Oh I know, I fucking hated tagging along with those classes. Although it did give me the opportunity to hang out with Theo.
Sophie: Girl didn’t he cheat on you?
Eloise: I still had fun, doesn’t matter. It’s fun watching her try and decode what happened in Ibiza that one time.
Kate: That stays classified.
Francesca: you guys do realize she’s not a child anymore right?
Penelope: Fran?
Francesca: she stopped asking years ago about girls' night.
Sophie: Oh shit.
Daphne: I didn’t realize that.
Francesca: she just started pretending that she didn’t give a shit anymore.
Kate: She does care.
Eloise: Ofc she does. She’s the youngest out of 8 siblings, 4 of them being girls. Exclusion is her origin story.
Penelope: That was poetic and cruel.
*Eloise loved Penelope’s message*
Daphne: So what are we saying?
Sophie: I say she should tag along with us, but I’m related to you guys through marriage. The true decision should come from Daph, El, and Fran, yk blood sisters and all.
*Kate emphasized Sophie’s message*
Kate: If we say no, she’s just gonna go out anyway.
Penelope: Probably somewhere worse.
Francesca: with people we don’t know.
Kate: And then we’ll spend the entire night stalking her location.
Eloise: Which is something we already do already (looking at you Daph).
Daphne: Fuck you, El.
Eloise: Love you too!!
Daphne: El, Fran, what are we deciding.
Francesca: i think she should have been invited a long fucking time ago.
Eloise: I’d rather have her first time we with us so we can use it as blackmail.
*Penelope and Sophie laughed at Eloise’s message*
Daphne: It’s settled. Hy’s coming out with us.
Kate: The works?
Francesca: give her the fucking works
*Sophie emphasized Francesca’s message*
Penelope: Should we make her beg a little? For tradition?
Sophie: That feels mean.
Francesca: don’t make her beg.
Kate: Alright, who’s dropping the good news?
Daphne: I will.
*Group Chat: Hy’s 21st*
Daphne: Fine.
Hyacinth: WAIT, WHAT?????!?!?!?!
DON’T FUCKING “FINE” ME DAPH!
Daphne: For your birthday, you’re getting your wish.
Kate: You may attend girl’s night with us.
Hyacinth: IS THIS IS WHAT HEAVEN FEELS LIKE?
Francesca: don’t push it hy.
Eloise: Don’t make it fucking weird.
Hyacinth: OH I’M MAKING IT FUCKING WEIRD.
FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER I’M GOING OUT WITH YOU GUYS!
Sophie: Conditions.
Hyacinth: booo. tomato tomato.
*Francesca laughed at Hyacinth’s message*
Kate: Pace yourself, Hy.
Hyacinth: i can handle my alc. i’ve drank with frannie before.
Daphne: This is new information.
Francesca: she has one glass of wine when she comes over to my apt.
Eloise: One glass is fine, and besides you’re with Fran.
Hyacinth: thank you so much for your approval el!
Daphne: You don’t disappear with strangers.
Hyacinth: define “disappear” and “strangers”
Daphne: HYACINTH. BRIDGERTON.
Sophie: Please don’t give Daphne a heart attack.
Hyacinth: jesus fucking christ, i’m kidding.
Kate: We mean it, Hy.
Hyacinth: i know.
Penelope: Last rule!
Sophie: Have fun!
Kate: Make memories!
Eloise: Think of everything that Fran does on girl’s night and do the opposite of that.
*Francesca disliked Eloise’s message*
*Hyacinth laughed at Eloise’s message*
Hyacinth: thank you. truly.
*Francesca loved Hyacinth’s message*
Penelope: You were always going to get this eventually.
Daphne: You just had to age into legal liability.
Sophie: I promise you we’ll make it good.
Francesca: it’ll be fun!
*Hyacinth added Francesca, Eloise, and Kate into a new Group Chat*
*Hyacinth named the Group Chat: “No” Fun Police*
Hyacinth: i promise you from the bottom of my heart i won’t ruin sacred girls' night.
Kate: Hy, you better fucking ruin it. It’s your birthday ffs.
Eloise: Chaos is tradition.
Francesca: your first night out is the best one, make it count.
Hyacinth: BEST SISTERS EVER!
Hyacinth: don’t tell daph.
Francesca: your secret is safe with me.
Hyacinth: i fucking love you frannie.
Francesca: love you too.
*Group Chat: Hy’s 21st*
Hyacinth: okay logistics time. where are we going?
Kate: Somewhere with good security and better alcohol.
Eloise: And bad decisions.
Hyacinth: i want velvet ropes and someone to look at me and think “that girl is trouble.”
Francesca: that won’t be too difficult.
Hyacinth: is that supposed to be a compliment or a threat?
Francesca: whatever helps you sleep at night.
Sophie: What is the dress code fuckers?
Penelope: YESSS!! Please drop your outfits in the chat!!
Daphne: I’m trying for elevated but not try-hard.
Hyacinth: now what the fuck does that mean.
Eloise: it means you cannot wear the glitter jumpsuit you bought last week.
Hyacinth: I KNEW YOU’D FUCKING HATE IT!
Kate: Send it to us!
Hyacinth: no! but here are some other options:
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Penelope: I love the second dress, Hy!
Kate: You can absolutely not wear the leather skirt.
Hyacinth: WHY NOT?
Daphne: Because I raised you better than that.
Eloise: You absolutely did not.
Sophie: I’m pretty sure you’re gonna want to take photos right?
Hyacinth: duh.
Kate: Then Anthony cannot see you in that skirt for at least another five years.
Francesca: wear whatever makes you feel dangerous.
Daphne: Fran???
Eloise: Who are you and what have you done with my sister?
Francesca: it’s her birthday. you only turn 21 once.
Penelope: aww that was cute, fran.
Francesca: i can be cute when needed.
*Hyacinth started a new chat with Francesca*
Hyacinth: be honest with me frannie.
Francesca: that’s rarely ended well.
Hyacinth: am i going to embarrass myself?
Francesca: honestly?
Hyacinth: oh god.
Francesca: yea, you’re gonna make a right tit out of yourself
Hyacinth: FRAN??? WHAT. THE. FUCK.
Francesca: everyone does on their first girls' night.
that’s kinda the whole point.
Hyacinth: understandable.
but like, what if i’m not cool enough frannie?
Francesca: hy, you’re absolutely cool enough.
why do you think i let you drink at my apt?
Hyacinth: i always thought it was bc you felt bad for me or something.
Francesca: absolutely not.
Hyacinth: then why?
Francesca: bc i wish someone would have done something like this for me when i was waiting.
Hyacinth: wow. ok. brutal.
Francesca: hy, you’ve been ready for this for a while
Hyacinth: then why didn’t you say something, say anything, before?
Francesca: yk it wasn’t my call to make.
Hyacinth: you’re their sister too.
Francesca: yea, but i’m not the baby sister.
Hyacinth: that’s not fair.
Francesca: it’s not meant to be.
Hyacinth: you act like you’re ancient. you’re literally two years older than me.
Francesca: and yet somehow it feels like ten.
i didn’t want you to feel like i was letting you drink at my apt bc i felt bad for you.
Hyacinth: i never felt it was for pity. i always thought it was bc you liked having me there with you.
Francesca: always are you kidding me?
Hyacinth: frannie, i’m gonna start bawling.
Francesca: don’t start, hy. the world doesn’t need two bridgertons crying rn.
Hyacinth: i’m being so fucking serious. ik i joke around a lot but, i really wanted this.
Francesca: ik.
Hyacinth: it sucks being the last one sometimes.
Francesca: then we fix it next week.
Hyacinth: how?
Francesca: when you walk in next week to the pre, you act like you fucking belong.
Hyacinth: what if i don’t feel like i do?
Francesca: then you stand next to me.
hy, you are a fucking bridgerton. start acting like one.
Hyacinth: you promise?
Francesca: always.
Hyacinth: fuck, okay. i can do this.
Francesca: yes you fucking can.
Hyacinth: if i throw up next week, you’re holding my hair
Francesca: if you throw up you’re never hearing the fucking end of it
Hyacinth: worth it.
Francesca: dramatic.
Hyacinth: runs in the family.
Francesca: unfortunately.
Hyacinth: i love you frannie.
Francesca: i love you too, hy.
Hyacinth: okay now i’m going to go try on dresses again and pretend i’m not spiraling.
Francesca: honest opinion?
Hyacinth: from you? always?
Francesca: wear the fucking skirt.
*Group Chat: Hy’s 21st*
Hyacinth: i’m outside daph’s building,
Penelope: SEND OUTFIT PIC!!
Hyacinth: no, affectionately.
Eloise: If you show up in that safe little black dress Daph bought you I’m turning you around.
Kate: Hyacinth.
Sophie: Door’s unlocked come up!!
Francesca: come inside before you freeze.
Hyacinth: ok ok hold on
don’t get your fucking panties in a twist
i’m taking the stairs. feels cinematic
Sophie: If you trip, I’m filming it
*Hyacinth laughed at Sophie’s message*
Penelope: OH SHIT!!
Sophie: WAIT SHUT UP!
Kate: You bold little menace.
Eloise: NO SHE DID NOT! YOU LOOK INSANE!!
Daphne: Hyacinth Bridgerton.
Hyacinth: good or bad????
Kate: Power insane.
Penelope: Fucking main character energy right there.
Sophie: Someone’s going to fall in love w you tonight!!
Hyacinth: that’s the fucking plan (kidding!)
Francesca: you look like you belong.
Hyacinth: frannie my fucking queen!
Eloise: WHY IS THIS TENDER?
Penelope: I feel like I’m intruding.
Kate: Hy, we’re supposed to cry later, not now.
Hyacinth: btw fran told me to wear it.
Kate: SHE WHAT???
Sophie: FRANCESCA???
Eloise: Character development unlocked.
Francesca: it’s her birthday
Hyacinth: she supports women’s wrongs
Francesca: only yours hy.
Kate: Car’s 5 mins away.
Anthony’s card paid for it.
Sophie: Finish the prosecco ladies, then drink some water.
Hyacinth: i’m not 12
Daphne: debatable at times
Hyacinth: FRANNIE FUCKING TELL HER!!
Francesca: hy, drink some water
Hyacinth: traitor
Francesca: your body will be thanking me later after how much you drink later
Kate: Our chariots await.
Hyacinth: SHOTGUN!
Sophie: Babes, you can’t call shotgun in a hired vehicle.
Hyacinth: watch me
Eloise: PLS for the love of God do not fight the driver.
Penelope: Can someone bring the lip gloss I left on the counter.
Daphne: I have it Pen
*Penelope liked Daphne’s message*
Hyacinth: roll call! who’s w who
Kate: Car 1 is me, Daph & Pen
Car 2 is El, Soph, Fran & Birthday Menace
Hyacinth: I LIKE THAT CAR BETTER ANYWAY
*Eloise added Francesca, Sophie and Hyacinth to a new Group Chat*
*Eloise named the Group Chat: Car #2*
Eloise: Now, why the fuck is the driver playing Ed Sheeran. Does he not know he’s driving us to the club????
Sophie: Respectfully sir can we not?
Hyacinth: FRANNIE PLAY SOMETHING HOT!!
Francesca: define hot.
Hyacinth: something that makes me feel illegal.
Francesca: you’re 21.
Hyacinth: exactly.
Francesca: alright fine
Eloise: Oh???
Sophie: Okay Fran I see you.
Hyacinth: WAIT
you’ve been hiding this playlist from us???
Francesca: yes.
Hyacinth: i knew you had depth & taste.
Francesca: rude
Hyacinth: ok but like real talk rq, i feel like
i’m abt to throw up
Sophie: Nerves or prosecco?
Hyacinth: yes.
Eloise: Do not vomit in this Uber, Hy
Hyacinth: not helpful
Francesca: hy!
Hyacinth: what frannie?
Francesca: breathe, it’s normal to feel like this. remember it’s your first time with us.
Hyacinth: okay.
Francesca: walk in like you belong.
*Sophie and Eloise emphasised Francesca’s message*
Hyacinth: and if i don’t feel like i do?
Francesca: stand next to me.
Hyacinth: ok
*Group Chat: Hy’s 21st*
Kate: We’re here!!
Penelope: There’s a LINE
Eloise: Oh, absolutely not
Hyacinth: wait why is it actually so big?
Sophie: bc it’s a saturday??
Hyacinth: i suddenly hate everyone here.
Daphne: Hy.
Hyacinth: they look so cool.
Eloise: They look insecure & over-moisturized.
*Kate, Daphne, and Francesca laughed at Eloise’s message*
Penelope: El I’m fucking dead.
Kate: I also chose a club that had a 90s/2000s night.
Hyacinth: for me?
Daphne: Yes, Hy. Just for you
Kate: Walking up.
Sophie: Oh the bouncer is tall.
Eloise: I respect that.
Penelope: Stop flirting with security
Eloise: You can’t control me.
Francesca: oh my god.
Kate: We’re in ladies.
Hyacinth: WE’RE IN???
Penelope: HY, LOWER YOUR VOLUME!
Hyacinth: oops.
okay it’s loud.
Sophie: I can’t hear anything.
Eloise: This is capitalism in audio form.
Penelope: I love it actually.
Kate: Bar first. We have a couple of toasts to do!!
Daphne: Stick together.
Hyacinth: i feel powerful.
Francesca: good.
Kate: Okay. Before anything else.
Penelope: Oh this feels ceremonial.
Sophie: I love a ceremony.
Hyacinth: why are you all looking at me like that.
Eloise: bc you’re about to have your first official Girls' Night Shot.
Hyacinth: oh my god.
Daphne: We always do one at the start.
Hyacinth: ik i’ve heard the stories.
Francesca: tonight you’re in the story.
Hyacinth: shut up.
Kate: 7 tequila shots.
Sophie: Make it 8.
Penelope: WHO IS THE EIGHTH FOR.
Eloise: For the ghost of Ibiza.
Francesca: absolutely not.
Hyacinth: NO I WANT TO KNOW.
Daphne: You absolutely do not.
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wait, wait, wait, don’t take them yet.
Penelope: What’s wrong?
Hyacinth: can someone say something?
Eloise: A fucking speech?
Kate: Oh God.
Hyacinth: no not me. just like a toast or something.
Daphne: Fuck it. To Hyacinth!
Kate: To the baby sister finally aging into legal liability!
Eloise: To chaos!
Penelope: To the stories we’ll never fully admit to!
Sophie: To girls' night!
Francesca: to walking in like you fucking belong!
*Hyacinth loved Francesca’s message*
*Hyacinth loved Daphne’s message*
*Hyacinth loved Kate’s message*
*Hyacinth loved Eloise’s message*
*Hyacinth loved Penelope’s message*
*Hyacinth loved Sophie’s message*
Hyacinth: fuck i love you guys.
Eloise: Don’t cry before tequila.
Hyacinth: I’M NOT CRYING!
Kate: On three.
Daphne: One!
Eloise: Two!
Francesca: three!
Sophie: OH THAT’S HORRIFIC.
Penelope: Why does it taste like gasoline.
Eloise: I can feel my ancestors judging me.
Hyacinth: OH MY GOD.
I’M ALIVE.
Kate: You good?
Hyacinth: I’M SO FUCKING GOOD.
Francesca: pace yourself.
Hyacinth: NO!
Daphne: Hy.
Hyacinth: kidding! (mostly)
*Hyacinth changed the Group Chat Picture*
Hyacinth: okay, now it feels real.
Francesca: it is.
Hyacinth: thank you for not letting me be the last one forever.
Eloise: Hy, you were never the last one.
Penelope: Just the final boss.
Sophie: We were just building anticipation.
Kate: And tonight is the payoff.
Francesca: you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.
Hyacinth: okay i’m getting my own drink.
Kate: You just took a shot.
Hyacinth: i am 21 ffs.
Eloise: God help the bartender.
Daphne: Don’t wander off.
Hyacinth: i’m literally five feet away relax.
Francesca: i can see you.
Hyacinth: good.
um.
Penelope: What.
Hyacinth: this man just looked at me and said “ID please.”
Eloise: HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Sophie: NO.
Kate: Hy.
Hyacinth: I AM OFFENDED.
Daphne: That’s literally his job.
Hyacinth: HE LOOKED SMUG.
Francesca: he’s doing his job.
Hyacinth: FRAN.
Penelope: Did you give it to him?
Hyacinth: YES AND THEN.
HE LOOKED AT IT.
LOOKED AT ME.
AND LOOKED AT IT AGAIN.
Eloise: STOP.
Sophie: I’m crying.
Kate: I take back everything. This is worth it.
Hyacinth: HE ASKED IF IT WAS REAL.
Penelope: NO HE DID NOT.
Hyacinth: I SWEAR TO GOD.
Francesca: hy.
Hyacinth: WHAT?
Francesca: that means you look young.
Hyacinth: I DON’T WANT TO LOOK FUCKING YOUNG TONIGHT.
Eloise: You’re five minutes into adulthood. Relax.
Hyacinth: he finally gave it back but i feel attacked.
Daphne: Did you get the drink?
Hyacinth: yes.
Kate: What is it?
Hyacinth: something pink and irresponsible.
i think he called it a “sex on the beach”
Eloise: Oh my god.
Penelope: HY I’M CRYING.
Sophie: That is the most on-brand first legal drink ever.
Kate: Absolutely not. Your brother is going to murder me.
Daphne: Why would you order that.
Hyacinth: I DIDN’T ORDER IT BY NAME.
i said “surprise me.”
Eloise: And he chose violence.
Francesca: does it taste good?
Hyacinth: it tastes like juice.
Francesca: yea, that tracks.
Kate: Dangerous.
Penelope: Very dangerous.
Hyacinth: wait why is it actually so good though.
Eloise: bc it’s designed to ruin you.
Daphne: Sip. Slowly.
Hyacinth: i am sipping.
Sophie: Proof.
Hyacinth: ???
Sophie: You inhale drinks when you’re excited.
Hyacinth: that is slander.
Francesca: it’s accurate.
Hyacinth: FRAN.
Francesca: what.
Hyacinth: you’re supposed to be on my side tonight.
Francesca: i am. drink water after that.
Hyacinth: you’re all haters.
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Kate: Why is it already halfway empty.
Hyacinth: IT’S A SMALL GLASS.
Eloise: That was 14 seconds.
Daphne: Hyacinth.
Hyacinth: okay okay i’ll pace.
Penelope: Is it hitting yet?
Hyacinth: …maybe.
Sophie: Oh no.
Hyacinth: no but like in a good way.
Francesca: define good.
Hyacinth: i feel warm. and tall.
Eloise: You are 5’4”.
Hyacinth: SHUT UP.
Kate: Hy, how many sips.
Hyacinth: idk like 6?
Daphne: You just said you were pacing.
Hyacinth: I AM.
Francesca: hy.
Hyacinth: what.
Francesca: come here.
Hyacinth: why.
Francesca: bc i don’t trust your “warm and tall” era.
Hyacinth: rude.
fine.
okay update.
fran just took my drink.
Eloise: HAHAHAHA.
Penelope: She confiscated it???
Sophie: Parental behavior.
Hyacinth: she took a sip???
Kate: Fran???
Francesca: it’s mostly juice.
Hyacinth: SEE.
Francesca: and vodka.
Hyacinth: traitor.
Francesca: finish it slowly. then water.
Hyacinth: yes mom.
Francesca: don’t start.
Hyacinth: wait wait.
Penelope: What.
Hyacinth: THIS IS MY SONG.
Eloise: You don’t have a song.
Hyacinth: I DO NOW.
Sophie: Oh no she’s activated.
Hyacinth: FRANNIE!!
Francesca: what.
Hyacinth: dance with me.
Francesca: you have six other options, who are already dancing mind you.
Hyacinth: no. i want you.
Kate: Oh she pulled the emotional card.
Daphne: Fran.
Hyacinth: you promised i could stand next to you.
Francesca: that’s not what that means.
Hyacinth: it does tonight.
Francesca: only if you buy me a drink next.
Hyacinth: YES.
Eloise: This is historic.
Penelope: Someone document.
Sophie: Fran voluntarily on the dance floor???
Kate: Hy really said character development.
Hyacinth: okay wait. why are you actually good at this.
Francesca: ???
Hyacinth: dancing.
Eloise: Fran??? Dancing???
Penelope: I’m watching her right now and I’m unsettled.
Sophie: She’s barely moving and somehow it works.
Kate: It’s the eye contact.
Daphne: She doesn’t look like she’s trying. That’s why.
Hyacinth: no literally she’s just swaying and everyone else looks like they’re auditioning
Eloise: Fran weaponizing minimal effort.
Francesca: i hate all of you.
Hyacinth: YOU LOVE US.
Francesca: debatable.
Penelope: Why is this song actually good.
Kate: Because we’re three drinks in.
Daphne: Speak for yourself.
Eloise: Daphne has been nursing the same vodka soda for 40 minutes.
Daphne: I like control.
Hyacinth: I DO NOT.
*Hyacinth’s Private Chat with Francesca*
Hyacinth: do not react in the main chat.
Francesca: that is never a reassuring message.
Hyacinth: there is a boy.
Francesca: where?
Hyacinth: directly in front of us.
Francesca: white shirt? practically eye-fucking you from his spot.
Hyacinth: FRAN???
Francesca: what. i’m observant.
Hyacinth: why would you phrase it like that.
Francesca: bc it’s accurate.
Hyacinth: oh my god.
Francesca: relax.
Hyacinth: he just smiled at me.
Francesca: you were staring at him first.
Hyacinth: I WAS NOT.
Francesca: hy.
Hyacinth: okay maybe a little.
Francesca: he’s coming over.
Hyacinth: SHUT UP.
Francesca: too late.
Hyacinth: what do i do with my hands.
Francesca: keep them attached to your body.
Hyacinth: THAT IS NOT HELPFUL.
Francesca: just act normal.
Hyacinth: define normal.
Francesca: confident. mildly unimpressed.
Hyacinth: i am neither of those things right now.
Francesca: fake it.
Hyacinth: he’s saying something.
Francesca: lean in.
Hyacinth: that feels intimate.
Francesca: it’s loud. it’s not intimate.
Hyacinth: he asked if i wanted to dance.
Francesca: and?
Hyacinth: I’M WITH YOU.
Francesca: you’re not glued to me.
Hyacinth: i feel glued to you.
Francesca: hyacinth.
Hyacinth: what.
Francesca: go.
Hyacinth: you’re sure?
Francesca: yes. i can see you from here.
Hyacinth: what if he’s weird.
Francesca: then i’ll intervene.
Hyacinth: how.
Francesca: don’t worry about it.
Hyacinth: that’s slightly terrifying.
Francesca: good.
Hyacinth: okay. i’m going.
Francesca: breathe.
Hyacinth: if i trip i’m blaming you.
Francesca: dramatic.
Hyacinth: runs in the family.
Francesca: unfortunately.
Hyacinth: update.
Francesca: alive?
Hyacinth: yes but he tried to spin me immediately.
Francesca: bold strategy.
Hyacinth: i almost took out a cocktail table.
Francesca: graceful as ever.
Hyacinth: shut up.
*Group Chat: Girls' Night NO HY*
Francesca: no one panic, but hy is dancing with a boy rn.
Daphne: Excuse me.
Kate: Define “dancing.”
Eloise: Why would we panic.
Penelope: We are absolutely fucking panicking.
Sophie: Is she upright.
Francesca: yes. mostly.
Daphne: Mostly???
Francesca: he tried to spin her.
it was ambitious.
Kate: Oh I hate him already.
Eloise: White shirt?
Francesca: yes.
Eloise: Knew it. He’s been staring for ten minutes.
Penelope: Does he look decent at least.
Francesca: he looks like he owns at least three rings he thinks are meaningful.
Sophie: That is so specific.
Kate: Is she having fun.
Francesca:…
Daphne: Fran.
Francesca: yes.
Penelope: Awww.
Eloise: Oh that’s grossly wholesome.
Sophie: She wanted a girls' night for her birthday.
I think that wish is going to come true.
Daphne: Stay close.
Francesca: i am.
*Hyacinth’s Private Chat with Francesca*
Hyacinth: do not move.
Francesca: ???
Hyacinth: there is a very hot woman next to you.
Francesca: oh ik
Hyacinth: OH MY GOD
Francesca: focus on your boy.
yk it’s not a girls' night if someone doesn’t make out with someone.
Hyacinth: FRAN???
Francesca: what. i’m just saying.
Hyacinth: i’m not gonna focus on my boy when i could watch my sister have the time of her life.
Francesca: hy
Hyacinth: is she talking to you?
Francesca: yes.
Hyacinth: what is she saying?
Francesca: she asked if i’m having fun.
Hyacinth: AND????
Francesca: “i am now.”
Hyacinth: FRANCESCA BRIDGERTON???!!?!?
Francesca: calm down.
Hyacinth: I LEAVE YOU FOR 2 MINS!
Francesca: you’re still dancing.
Hyacinth: I CAN MULTITASK THANK YOU!
Francesca: never doubted that for a second, hy.
Hyacinth: what’s her name?
Francesca: i’ll tell you hers IF you tell me his.
Hyacinth: okay fine. his name is gareth.
Francesca: gareth. noted.
Hyacinth: NOW TELL ME HERS!!
Francesca: michaela.
Hyacinth: MICHAELA???
Francesca: do you need me to repeat it?
Hyacinth: i got it the first time.
Francesca: now go have fun w gareth.
make terrible decisions so i can get them on video.
Hyacinth: wait why are you giving her your phone?
Francesca: bye hy!
Hyacinth: FRANNIE!!
*Unknown Number started a Private Chat with Francesca*
Unknown Number: yk she’s not going to disappear if you decide to focus on me, right?
Francesca: oh ik, i just promised her that tonight would be everything she dreamed of and more.
*Francesca saved a contact*
Michaela: that’s sweet, but i’m pretty sure she’s fine.
Francesca: oh she’s more than fine.
Michaela: glad that’s settled. now, are you going to dance with me or keep looking at me like i’m going to bite?
Francesca: what if i wanted you to bite?
Michaela: that’s my kinda girl.
Francesca: don’t flatter yourself too much.
Michaela: flattery gets me everywhere in life.
and you’re enjoying it aren’t you?
Francesca: maybe a little too much.
Michaela: are you complaining?
Francesca: never said i was.
Michaela: then stop worrying abt your sister and fucking dance with me.
Francesca: one song. that’s all.
Michaela: that’s all i need, gorgeous.
and it’s a lady gaga song, thank fucking god.
Francesca: fuck okay. maybe i am enjoying this.
Michaela: that’s what i thought.
Francesca: careful. the club is playing ‘telephone’ for all we know it’s the 8 minute version.
Michaela: let’s fucking hope bc i don’t want to stop dancing.
*Group Chat: Hy’s 21st*
Eloise: Ok so I see some serious shenanigans happening on the dance floor rn.
Daphne: Who the fuck is that with Fran?
Penelope: And why is Fran looking at her like she’s the only person in this club rn?
Sophie: Wait, I thought Fran was watching Hy?
Kate: Well I thought so too. But it seems like she got something better to watch.
Eloise: Yk what, good for Fran. She deserves this after the last girls' night.
Penelope: #whathappensinibiza
Daphne: Wait, if Fran is flirting with whoever she’s dancing with…
Kate: WHERE THE FUCK IS HYACINTH?
Sophie: I got eyes on her.
Eloise: Oh good.
Sophie: Nope, not good.
Penelope: Well Hy’s got the wish she wanted.
Sophie: Yep, she’s making out with white shirt. Full-on in the middle of the dance floor.
Kate: Pretty sure I just saw him pull her closer.
Daphne: WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK???
Eloise: Soph, please tell me you got pics.
Sophie: Eloise, you doubt me too much.
That was the first thing, I did before I texted.
Daphne: I’m going to fucking kill Fran.
Penelope: Why? What did she do?
Daphne: She’s been staring at whoever she’s dancing with and not watching Hy at all.
Kate: And now her little sister is making out in the middle of the dance floor.
Eloise: Oh God. The chaos. It’s FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!!
Sophie: It’s also terrifying
Kate: Anthony is going to have a heart attack if he found out.
Penelope: Which is why we’re not gonna tell him.
Daphne: Someone hold me. I can’t. She’s never allowed to come out with us again.
Eloise: Screenshots are coming out at brunch tmrw.
*Francesca’s Private Chat with Michaela*
Francesca: oh god, look at her.
Michaela: wow. she really went all in. impressive. and to lady gaga nonetheless.
Francesca: i was supposed to be watching her.
Michaela: and yet, life as we know it continues to exist.
Francesca: that’s not fucking funny.
Michaela: i would forgive you if i was her.
Francesca: really?
Michaela: oh yea, totally. my sister, who was in charge of watching me got a chance to leave me alone,
fuck i’d jump in a heartbeat to have her not focus on me.
Francesca: fuck. that’s fair. i mean, she is
making out with a guy in the middle of the floor.
Michaela: exactly. nothing bad is gonna happen. nothing bad did happen.
but if you think that your friends are going to be upset are you, just imagine
what we could do if it was just us.
Francesca: oh god. fucking stop it.
Michaela: why? you like the idea?
Francesca: maybe? i’m curious what on would happen.
Michaela: good. curiosity looks exceptionally well on you.
Francesca: you’re impossible.
Michaela: and you fucking love it.
Francesca: maybe, maybe not.
Michaela: catastrophic in all of the best ways.
Francesca: god, why do you have to be so fucking good at this?
Michaela: someone has to keep you on your toes.
Francesca: you are very lucky we’re in public. there’s no telling what would happen behind closed doors.
Michaela: something tells me that we’d be doing the exact same thing as your sister.
Francesca: and that’s to start.
Michaela: mhm. starting dangerously close, i’d say.
Francesca: stop flattering me.
Michaela: oh, i’m not flattering you. it’s what i call “stating facts.”
Francesca: and you’re enjoying this way too much
Michaela: guilty as charged. but i’m not the only one here who likes it.
Francesca: also guilty.
Michaela: good. bc if we don’t stop, i think things could get messy.
Francesca: messy how?
Michaela: the kind i think your sister would approve of. friends not so much.
Francesca: god you’re impossible.
Michaela: exactly, and i’m not even trying.
Francesca: and what if you were?
Michaela: then i’d be downright dangerous.
Francesca: i think i’d like that.
Michaela: i like that you like that.
Francesca: careful, you’re playing w fire.
Michaela: good thing i like to be burned.
Francesca: leaning in already, are we?
Michaela: well forgive me for wanting to make your sister cheer, your friends riot, and you begging for more.
Francesca: oh god.
Michaela: yep. that’s the exact reaction i was hoping for.
Francesca: you’re impossible.
Michaela: and you love it.
Francesca: come here.
*Group Chat: Hy’s 21st*
Eloise: Now why did Fran just say “come here.”
Penelope: To who?
Kate: I’m looking. I’m actively looking.
Sophie: Oh no.
Daphne: Define “oh no,” Soph.
Sophie: She’s not watching Hy anymore.
Eloise: Yea no shit, we’ve established that like 10 mins ago. Keep up.
Sophie: No, I mean like she’s fully
Kate: Oh my God.
Penelope: WHAT??
Kate: That girl just stepped into Fran’s space like she owns it.
Daphne: Space how?
Kate: Hand on her waist how.
Sophie: Proof is heading to the archives rn!!
Penelope: I HAVE EYES!!
Oh.
Eloise: Oh????
Penelope: That is not casual flirting.
Kate: That is intent.
Daphne: I STG if Francesca Bridgerton forget’s she’s in public.
Sophie: Too late, Daph.
Eloise: OH MY GOD DID SHE JUST–
Kate: Pull her closer? Yes!
Daphne: I am never attending girls' night ever again.
Kate: You say that now, but you’ll be the first one to ask abt it.
Penelope: She’s not wrong, Daph.
Sophie: Back to the birthday girl, she’s still making out with white shirt like rent is due.
Eloise: Good for Hy. I can’t decide who I’m more proud of.
Daphne: Proud is not the word I would use.
Penelope: FRAN JUST FLIPPED THE GIRL SHE WAS TALKING TO SO NOW SHE CAN WHISPER IN HER EAR FROM BEHIND!
Eloise: EXCUSE ME???
Sophie: Fran doesn’t get enough credit for her moves.
Kate: She absolutely does not. Hands on hips. Full control.
Penelope: Fucking smooth, Fran. Fucking smooth.
Daphne: Since when does Fran have choreography.
Eloise: My guess? Always and she never felt the need to share it.
Sophie: I mean we all saw her in Ibiza.
Penelope: If Fran knew we were talking abt Ibiza, I’m sure she’s kill each and every one of us and our husbands.
Kate: Can we talk about the whisper for a second?
Sophie: I mean I’m watching in real time and I still don’t believe it.
Eloise: The girl just tilted her head back and Fran went for her neck.
Daphne: I fucking hate this. I hate all of this.
Kate: Daph, you’re literally fooling no one. You fucking love this shit.
Daphne: I plead the fifth.
Penelope: Oh my God, wait!
Eloise: WHAT HAPPENED NOW?
Penelope: Fran spotted us and smiled. Not her polite one.
Kate: Fran in Ibiza is fucking back baby!
Eloise: Don’t say that word!
Sophie: I fucking love Fran Freakerton bc wdym Fran just grabbed this girl's chin and started making out with her again.
Daphne: I’m going to pretend that I didn’t read that message.
Kate: If anyone cares at this point, Hy is still making out with white shirt.
Penelope: I genuinely don’t know which couple to watch.
Sophie: Hy just looked over and white shirt started to dance with her again.
Eloise: And??
Sophie: She just yelled something and then dragged white shirt to the bar.
Kate: WHAT DID SHE YELL?
Sophie: I think it was “That’s my fucking sister.”
Eloise: At least we know she’s having the fucking time of her life.
Daphne: This is my fault. I approved this.
Penelope: Actually it was you, El and Fran but I digress.
Kate: This is legacy!
Sophie: This is going to be used as blackmail for years.
Eloise: Screenshot everything.
Kate: Already am. To the archives they go!
Penelope: Oh wait, wait, wait.
Daphne: What now?
Penelope: Fran caught us staring and pointed towards the bar.
Eloise: WHY IS HY DANCING ON THE FUCKING BAR???
Daphne: HYACINTH BRIDGERTON!
Sophie: Oh I can’t wait for brunch tmrw!!!
Hyacinth: I FUCKING LOVE GIRLS' NIGHT!!!
Kate: GET THE FUCK DOWN. THIS IS NOT FUCKING COYOTE UGLY!!!
Eloise: IS SHE ACTUALLY ON THE BAR OR IS THIS A METAPHOR???
Sophie: No, it’s very much happening in front of us rn.
Daphne: We’re gonna get banned from this club and I fucking liked it.
Penelope: WHY IS WHITE SHIRT ENCOURAGING THIS BEHAVIOR??
Hyacinth: HIS NAME IS GARETH!!!
Daphne: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS ALMIGHTLY SOMEONE GET HER DOWN!!
Kate: I’m gonna try.
Sophie: Wait, stand down.
Eloise: Why?
Sophie: Fran is on the way.
Penelope: Thank fucking god.
Daphne: Hy’s voice of reason!
Kate: She’s at the bar.
Eloise: Is she yelling? I can’t hear over Britney.
Penelope: Worse, she’s just staring at her.
Sophie: Oh, she’s got that look.
Eloise: Oh God.
Kate: She has the “you’ve had your fun” look.
Hyacinth: FRANNIE COME UP HERE WITH ME!!!
Penelope: Fran just shook her head.
Eloise: And pointed to the ground.
Sophie: Hy’s pouting. Awe I feel bad.
Daphne: Good, she should be pouting.
Don’t feel bad Soph, Hy is a grown adult now.
Kate: She just mouthed “down.”
Penelope: Oh that was firm
Aggressive Fran is unleashed.
Eloise: I love Aggressive Fran.
Sophie: Hy’s pretending not to see her.
Daphne: Hy better fucking see her or I’m sending it to the boys.
Hyacinth: 5 MORE MINUTES!!!
DAPH, DON’T YOU DARE SEND IT TO THE BOYS!!
Daphne: Watch me, Hy.
Penelope: Fran just crossed her arms.
Eloise: Oh shit, that’s Fran’s big sister stance.
Sophie: Wait, why is Fran smiling tho.
Daphne: Ofc Fran is. She probably finds this fucking hilarious.
Kate: OH SHIT, HY’S WOBBLING.
Penelope: ABORT MISSION!! I REPEAT ABORT MISSION!!
Eloise: Looks like Fran’s got it.
Sophie: Thank God for Fran!
Daphne: Please tell me she’s helping her down.
Kate: She is & I think she’s slipping the bartender a 100 or 2.
Eloise: Hy just dramatically sighed.
Hyacinth: FINE, I’M COMING DOWN.
Daphne: Thank fucking God.
Sophie: Wait what is Fran saying to Hy?
Kate: I can’t hear over the music but it looks serious.
Eloise: Not like angry, but soft.
Penelope: Hy stopped smiling and just started looking into Fran’s eyes.
Sophie: Fran just grabbed both of her hands.
Eloise: Oh that’s very, “I love you but you’re acting fucking insane.”
Hyacinth: I CAN HEAR YOU GUYS STARING BTW
Penelope: We’re not staring. We just observing. There’s a difference.
Daphne: What’s she saying, Soph??
Sophie: Ok I managed to move closer.
She said and I quote, “You got your moment.”
Kate: Fuck I’m gonna start crying.
Eloise: That’s so fucking cute.
Sophie: She also said that she was proud of her.
Penelope: Alright who’s cutting onions??
*Eloise and Kate laughed at Penelope’s message*
Kate: Shit, Hy’s crying.
Eloise: Good to know she’s an emotional drunk and not an flirty drunk like Fran.
*Sophie laughed at Eloise’s message*
Hyacinth: FRANNIE DON’T GET SOFT ON ME!!
Daphne: Is she actually crying or is she being dramatic?
Sophie: Actual tears, but she’s smiling.
Penelope: Oh that’s lethal.
Kate: Fran just wiped her face.
Eloise: With her thumb???
Daphne: I did not sign up for tender sister moments tonight.
Sophie: Welcome to Girls' Night Hy!!!
Hyacinth: I’M FINE I SWEAR.
Kate: Fran’s saying something else.
Sophie: I’m trying to read her lips.
Eloise: You are unhinged.
*Kate and Daphne emphasized Eloise’s message*
*Penelope laughed at Eloise’s message*
Sophie: I married your brother remember.
Okay, I think she said, “You belong here.”
Penelope: stfu.
Kate: I’m done.
Eloise: Hy has waited years! to hear that.
Sophie: She’s fully hugging her now.
Daphne: My cold heart is melting.
Quick someone do something funny before I start crying.
Penelope: TOO LATE!
Eloise: ???
Penelope: THE GIRL FRAN WAS MAKING OUT WITH HAS RETURNED!
Kate: Ofc she has.
Daphne: Timing is suspiciously perfect.
Sophie: She waited.
I respect that.
Eloise: Wdym waited.
Sophie: For the sister moment to finish.
Penelope: OMG you’re so right.
Kate: That’s actually very attractive behavior.
Daphne: Can we not call strangers in a club attractive.
Eloise: Speak for your fucking self, Daph.
*Kate, Sophie, and Penelope emphasized Eloise’s message*
Penelope: She’s just standing behind Fran. Not touching her, but she’s there.
Sophie: I can feel the tension standing here.
Kate: Hy just clocked her and smiled.
Eloise: And???
Kate: Oh that grin is fucking diabolical.
Daphne: What did she say now?
Penelope: I couldn’t hear but someone definitely said something.
Eloise: Fran just rolled her eyes but she’s smiling.
Kate: The girl stepped closer!?!?!?
Daphne: How close?
Sophie: Her hand is now on Fran’s lower back.
Eloise: That’s fucking bold when dealing with Fran.
Kate: And Fran didn’t move away??
Hyacinth: I CAN SEE YOU GUYS STARING!
Penelope: Fran looked at Hy again.
Sophie: Hy nodded, whatever the fuck that means.
Kate: This bitch.
Eloise: Birthday girl is gonna get her wish and then some.
Penelope: The girl held out her hand.
Daphne: Wdym Fran’s grabbing it.
Idk her and she’s causing problems.
Kate: Fran is dragging her away??
Eloise: Damn.
Sophie: Wait, look.
Fran turned around and pushed her against the wall.
Eloise: YOU ARE LYING.
FRAN FREAKERTON IS OUT AND ABOUT LADIES!!
*Kate, Daphne, Sophie, and Penelope emphasized Eloise’s message*
Penelope: Oh they’re making out again.
Quick get a video.
Daphne: Oh, I got it. That’s headed to the archive, dw.
Hyacinth: BYE FRANNIE!!! DON’T DO ANYTHING THAT I WOULDN’T DO!!
Eloise: And now they are gone.
Daphne: FRAN IF YOU ARE SOMEHOW READING THESE MESSAGES, BRUNCH IS STILL ON!!
*Francesca liked Daphne’s message*
Francesca: i’ll be there, dw.
Hyacinth: BEST. NIGHT. EVER!!!
Francesca: drink some fucking water please.