THAT GIRL IS A GUN.

ADRIENNE SOTO lawyer. boss bitch. "backbone like steel. backbone like barbed wire. backbone like “touch me. touch me and see what happens to your hands.” smile like an oil spill. smile like a molotov cocktail. smile like “kiss me. kiss me and see what happens to your tongue.”

[a-sot]

ash-cassidy​:

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Ash normally didn’t spring his whole sob story onto people this quickly, but he also wasn’t going to evade the questions. He appreciated her response, being somewhere in the middle of supportive without being over bearing. “I’m lucky to have had the people in my life that I did, and lucky to have Lotte - she’s my niece.” He smiled softly, with a hint of sorrow behind his eyes.

“Now, you must answer all the same questions. Only fair.” He turned the attention to her. Besides, that was the game right. “I’m dying to know your favorite color.” He joked hoping to lighten the mood a bit.

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Adrienne nodded her head as she looked him over. “I could imagine that they were a lot of help while you were grieving. Kind of forced you to be better for them and ensure that you were supporting your niece.” At least, she expected as much given how hard it would be for the child to have lost her mother and main support system. 

“Deal. Adrienne Soto. I’m a lawyer, I came from California. I’m an only child to two very overbearing parents. My favorite colour is purple.” She hummed slightly as she tried to rack her brain for something else. “I have a cat called little shit that I’ve begrudgingly adopted. I fed him once and he refuses to leave and I’ve kind of accepted that. Otherwise, no children. Just me. I’m also new to town.”

[a-sot]

elliespencer​:

“Perfect,” she smiled, though she realy hoped that she wouldn’t actually need a lawyer, or at least would only need one for formalities. She shrugged at the question, “I don’t particularly enjoy it,” she mentioned, “I buy most of my clothes online, or they were picked for me,” she admitted. Ellie wasn’t sure what it was about shopping, but it bored her, sneaker shopping was really the only thing she rather enjoyed.

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“God, I wish I had a personal shopper who picked shit would me. I like the experience of buying it and having new clothes but I’m not that keen on trying them on and dealing with the people and workers.” She was a quick shopping which was her saving grace but the act of it could be a little lacklustre for the brunette. 

[a-sot]

ash-cassidy​:

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Ash didn’t pay much attention to where they were walking or if they were even walking with much intention. He followed her aimlessly. He listened intently as she spoke, understanding the simpleness of the game immediately. It was somewhat ironic that she claimed the questions to be basic, when his answers would be anything but. “Um, Ash Cassidy. I’m from here. Been here most of my life, except when I was studying in Connecticut.” He decided not to mention Yale. “I work at the college as an English Professor.” He skipped over the sibling question for now. “Favorite color is probably like navy blue, I guess..?” He shrugged.

“My parents adopted me and had many foster kids through my life, but they had two biological kids, my younger brother and younger sister - who have both passed.” He pressed his lips together lightly, unsure of her response. “I am the guardian of my sisters daughter now, Lotte. So, kind of a parent.”

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Adrienne picked a few things here and there as they walked aimlessly through the aisles. Her brow furrowed as he spoke, listening to his questions that were similar but gave a lot of knowledge into who he was. A native — which could come in handy. English professor, which was a good job to have. As for the colour, it suited him so she could know why he appreciated it so much. However, it was the last part of his stories that had her slowing down. She wanted to ask about it; the deaths, but decided that it was too much. 

“That sounds like an eclectic upbringing. I’m a little jealous as an only child.” She said with a small smile before pausing for a moment, her features dropping into something more sympathetic. “I’m sorry for your loss but I can’t imagine how lucky and appreciative that child is or will be in the future. It’s a big undertaking.”

[a-sot]

leslie-bowman​:

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She only raised her eyebrows at Adri’s implied plan, and they knitted in confusion when she specified she was kidding. “Why?” Leslie asked incredulously. “I mean, sounds like a solid plan to me. If I run out of money and Ryder and I don’t work out, a nursing home might be my Tinder. Who knows? Dream big.”

Leslie ran a hand through her hair with a scoffed laugh and a shake of her head. “I mean, I can see how it would be handy not to have one, but Christ, the saddest part about me is that I’m a washed up has-been who wasted thirty fucking years of her life doing bullshit.” She leaned back and raised an eyebrow, still teasing. “I’ll trade you my minimal gag reflex for a successful career, hand to God. I know someone who’s into the witch craft shit, we’ll do an exchange, it’ll be great.”

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“It feels like too much trouble.” The brunette said with a shrug of her shoulder. She could technically do it given that she was a lawyer but there was a lot of chances that the family would try to dispute the will and they’d end up in court for months over it. “Unless you find someone with no family left, then maybe.”

Her head shook as she looked over the other. “I think you’re the only one who thinks that and some asshole who probably wrote or said something about you. You’re gorgeous and you have a great boyfriend who loves you. You did something most people could only dream of and you worked hard. Regardless of everything else.” She said with a shrug of her shoulder, knowing she was just speaking on the things she knew which was little. “You know, it’s not too late either. I don’t know what you’re doing but people start businesses left and right these days.”

[a-sot]

elliespencer​:

“Well, if I ever need a lawyer I’ll let you know,” she laughed, though she really hoped that she would ever need one, plus she didn’t even know what area of law she practised. Ellie couldn’t imagine shopping for two hours, let alone twenty-four, it definitely wasn’t her speciality. “Well then, I will be sure to let you know when I’m head over, I’m not really a shopper so I can’t relate,” she admitted. 

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“That’d be appreciate. I’ll give you a deal.” She teased before looking over the other with a small smile. She’d take work wherever she could get it and giving someone seemed like a small price to pay to ensure that she could keep a client. “You aren’t? How is someone not a shopper? You don’t enjoy it or you don’t see the need to do it?”

[a-sot]

elliespencer​:

Ellie nodded, in recognition that it was a pretty impressive job, one that Ellie definitely didn’t think she could do. “I bet you’re always busy.” Ellie’s job finished and she was off the clock until it started again, it didn’t seem like you’d get that divide as a lawyer. “Me too,” she added, Ellie loved the city, but she couldn’t see herself leaving Crescent anytime soon. She laughed lightly as Adrienne asked to tag along, “you’d get a lot of shopping done,” she mused, “I work 24 hours shifts.”

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“You would think that but I’m starting from afresh here so it’s a little slower than I’d like but I’m getting there.” She did have some clients that kept her pretty busy but nowhere near as much as when she was back in the big city. “Even better, don’t underestimate the number of hours I can spend in a retail store. It’s disgusting and a little embarrassing if I’m honest.”

[a-sot]

ash-cassidy​:

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He found her endearing. She beamed a confidence that wasn’t in your face, but subtle. Her humor was not lost on him. The suggestion of a game was earnest and childlike. She was charming and beautiful. He was sure there were more positive traits to add to the list as he got to know her. “Ten questions, huh?” He quirked his head as he began walking beside her. His head turned down slightly as his eyes were locked to her face. “Why don’t you start?” He quirked a brow, slightly unsure what the game entailed.

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She walked down the aisle and kept her eyes peeled for what she needed, though it became increasingly harder as her mind was more focused on the male. If she forgot something, she’d just have to return or loop around. Plus, it would provide them ample time to finish their game. “Okay, let’s start with something simple. This is more than one question but we have a lot of ground to make up for so it counts.” She said with a grin. “Tell me the basics of yourself: Name, where you’re from, siblings, career, favorite colour, married, single, children — you know, basics.”

[a-sot]

maxvargas​:

   Max rolled his eyes a little at his friend. Oh he was aware she could eat. It surpried him every damn time when he first got to know her and he figured she’d put on weight but she didn’t. No wonder she came over to steal his food but he needed it too. ❛ Please do, I’ll come watch, ❜ he said sarcastically. He would come watch but he doubted she’d actually do it. His brows furrowed a little; she had a point. He did wear a hat at work too so they wouldn’t even notice. Besides, would it shut her up? Probably. Then it was kinda worth it. ❛ Brad who? ❜ he asked, grimacing for a moment before letting out a sigh, looking down at Adri for a moment. ❛ — Fine. The hell do you mean midlife crisis though? You’re not even thirty, ❜ Max said, letting out a quiet scott before shoving her towards the bathroom. 

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“Don’t tell me that’s something you enjoy. Watching people eat, cause you know, I always thought you’d be into something weird. I always thought it would be a feet fetish or like those puppy play people.” She said with a wrinkle of her nose. “But it’s food. Interesting.” She was half-teasing, winking in his direction. At the mention of him not knowing Brad Mondo, she gasped and pulled her phone out to show him the hairdresser who reviewed other people’s hair cutting or dying jobs. “He’s a youtuber and hairdresser who reviews videos that are sent to him and he’s hilarious. I think we should tape it and if it ends up horrible, we can send it to him and maybe we’ll get famous out of it.” Worse things could happen for sure. “Oh, I’m sorry. Is there a minimum age requirement to have a mid-life crisis? I’m a year away. Months now, even. Judgy, Judgy.”

[a-sot]

ash-cassidy​:

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Ash nodded as she rattled off of the the things she was looking for. His list had been much smaller, seeing he just came to get some produce. Coming to the market for more never really crossed his mind, besides the fact he wasn’t much of a shopper to begin with. “Are you done or in a hurry?” He asked hoping he wasn’t coming off too forward. “Could you use some company while you continue to walk around?” He smiled bashfully.

He had free time. It wasn’t everyday he meet a beautiful woman. It seemed silly to let the opportunity slip through his fingers.

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Adrienne raised her brow for a moment before a wry smile parted her lips. “I’m never in a rush when it comes to food.” She couldn’t cook much per say but she liked what she was able to make and did it often. “Plus, your height and wing span might come in advantage since they put all the good stuff on the top counters.”

She began to push the cart, waiting for him to fall into step with her. “Maybe we play ten questions... just to make things interesting while we do a pretty mundane task.”

[a-sot]

maxvargas​:

    Max frowned a little at her words. Sure, that sounded hot but him doing that with her, or her telling him that? Felt a little weird. Probably because they were friends, and had never done it before. He couldn’t find any other reason. The man muttered a little to himself as he got clothes on and she shouted back at him. His hair was fine, his hairdresser was cheap but it’s not like his hair was difficult most of the time. And he didn’t get flustered when it came to sex. Well, he usually didn’t. She was just up his ass about it. ❛ Point taken. I’ll just start stealing your food right back, ❜ he told her as he chewed on his pizza when he was back in the kitchen, suddenly having Adri poking and tugging at his hair which pulled a sigh from his lips. ❛ It’s gonna grow out again in like two weeks, what’s the point? ❜ Actually, it grew out fast so what was the harm in letting her? Maybe it could save him some money from going to the hairdresser - or he’d have to go there tomorrow. Gently, he swatted one of her hands away as he tried to eat. ❛ How much experience do you even have cutting hair? ❜

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Adrienne recounted the experience without thought that he might think too deep into it. They were friends but she sure loved to make him flush. At his return, she snorted when he mentioned stealing her food. “Bold of you to assume there will be anything left when I’m done. I might be small but I can eat a lot. I went to get fries with a friend and watched her eat six orders while I easily took down more than three. I never knew I could do that. I’m half tempted to try out for a food competition.” Maybe she was exaggerating but she was still shocked at herself. “So it grows out in two weeks. That basically why you should let me do it. Wear a beanie if it comes out horribly and by week two, it won’t even be noticeable.” She ventured closer and continued to style it. When he swatted her hands away, she let out a scoff that she sent direction at him. “I’ve watch brad mondo tutorials. It’s not even that hard. I almost had a midlife crisis and gave myself some bangs but then I remembered how horrible they look on me.”

[a-sot]

elliespencer​:

“Exactly,” she smiled, though drama followed her whenever Riley was involved. “What do you do?” she asked, gesticulating again at the work the woman had been doing previously. She nodded softly as Adrienne spoke about the place, nodding even more at the mention of missing some elements of big city life. “Oh definitely, I do one shift a month in Seattle just to get some taste of the city.”

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“I’m a lawyer.” She said with a soft smile. She had been bigger and known by name alone but she’d left that behind her as well as her father’s firm. Now she had to work hard in order to regain that clientele and level of respect. “I miss the city,” she said with a nod as she looked around. “Tell me next time you go up — I might tag along for a little visit and do some shopping while you work.”

[a-sot]

maxvargas​:

  ❛ Whisper shut up in their ear? Mm-’kay, ❜ he scoffed, nodding sarcastically with his eyes slightly widened. In spanish? Might work, but it wasn’t worth the risk in case the person knew the language. You never knew things like that. ❛ My hair is fine! ❜ he yelled back from his bedroom as he got dressed. Max’s closet was really fitted, he knew that, but he wore a tailored uniform at work and he thought that was enough.  ❛ Please be insulted and let it go, ❜ he said, not yelling this time so he wasn’t sure she could hear him. On the other hand, his home wasn’t very big so it was easy to have a conversation through rooms, however he’d almost closed the door fully which also made it easy to sneak back out and snatch the last piece of pizza, chewing down on it even though it wasn’t very warm but he was too hungry to pop one slice of pizza into the microwave again. ❛ You’re… Such a freeloader. Damn, ❜ he said, although slightly amused. Max couldn’t argue and he would try to get back at her by coming over to eat her left overs some time.  ❛ Maybe you’re right. I was almost starting to forget who you were, ❜ he joked, grinning while also trying not to show the pizza his mouth was full of.

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“Hey, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. I once had someone tell her to shut my mouth and get on the bed. It was hot.” Her shoulder shrugged. Plus, it was likely that the person wouldn’t really know what he was saying. “Your hair looks like a mop. It’s cute but it could be pushed to the next level.” She shouted back as she picked at the crust of her pizza. “Fine, fine — touchy. You really get all flustered when it comes to sex. It’s natural, you know!” She wanted to be sure he was hearing her and wasn’t ignoring her. Which, knowing him, he probably was.  He returned to steal the last piece of pizza despite it being his, receiving a scoff from the brunette. Rubbing her hands against one another to rid herself of any crumbs that were stuck to her palms. “Haven’t you ever heard the way to being rich? By not spending a penny but I like to think my charming personality and great ass makes up for it.” Sliding down from the counter, she looked him over grinned. “We all know you love having me around.” Moving to him, she began to push down some hair to see what type of haircut would suit him better. “You just need a small chop. I could do it!”

[a-sot]

ash-cassidy​:

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Ash was relieved to see he hadn’t made too much of a mess. The only thing that was bruised was his ego. Better that than her or an apple. He smiled sweetly, matching her smile. He was glad to have bumped into someone who appeared nice rather than someone who might have been grumpy or having a bad day. “Adrienne.” He repeated her name with a small nod, burning it to his memory.

“Wish we could have met under better circumstances.” He joked lightly, trying not to find it all too embarrassing. “What are you shopping for?” He asked, finding he didn’t want to walk away and leave it at that.

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Adrienne was glad neither had to end up in a public restroom trying to dab away at their clothes in order to remove a pesky stain. No one had been hurt and nothing was broken. A mere incident that no one was to blame for. Pushing a strand of hair from her face, she eyed the male curiously. “It’s nice to meet you, Ash.” She replied. 

“It’ll make for an interesting story.” She shot back with a shrug. She looked down at her bags and shrugged. “Clothes, items for my apartment, everything and anything.”

[a-sot]

maxvargas​:

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      ❛ Cállate, ❜ he snorted out, rolling his eyes at the shit-eating grin spreading across her face, followed by a wink that made him shake his head. ❛ Shut up, ❜ he said again, in english, continuing the shake of his head for a moment longer. What was he supposed to answer to that? It felt like any answer was wrong. Fine, he wasn’t blind; she was hot but he’d gone this far without sleeping with Adri so he was pretty sure he could live without it, he thought. ❛ I wear clothes just the right size for it to be comfortable, thank you, ❜ Max told his friend, eyes moving down to the pizza for a moment. It looked so good. The woman’s words quickly pulled him back to the state he was currently in though and he grimaced. ❛ Are you kidding? It’s soft, it’s not impressive. Close your eyes, you nasty bitch, ❜ he teased back, giving her a sour look when she tried to swat the kitchen towel at his ass when he walked into his bedroom. 

Emerging a few moments later in a hoodie and sweatpants Max quickly snatched the last slice of pizza and leaned against the fridge, a sigh falling from his lips. Damn, he hadn’t eaten anything after the gym yet; he was starving. He’d probably get some cereal after this slice too. ❛ You didn’t have any food at home or what? ❜

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Adrienne couldn’t help but smirk when the male muttered something beneath his breath. “You know, you should use that to your advantage. Take your shirt off and lean into a pretty girl or guy and whisper some of that in their ear. Done deal.” She called at him when he left the kitchen. Hell, it would work on her but she wasn’t going to give him that much ammunition. “It’s too big, and I can dress you if you’d like. You know, tailoring is a bit expensive but it would just bring it all together. Maybe an hair cut could work too.” She continued to tear at the pizza as she made comments that probably fell upon deaf ears by not. “Should I be insulted that it’s soft, Max? Is this picture of me on your counter eating your pizza not enough for you?” Of course, she was kidding, smirking to herself. The towel she’d used was plopped by her side while she eyed the last piece of pizza. 

Just as her hand rose, he swooped in and took the last piece which brought a sigh from her lips, only to be followed by a roll of her eyes when she caught sight of his sweat pants. “I did but there’s something about free food at someone else’s place that just tastes so much better. Plus I felt that it was a shame I was robbing you from my company.”

[a-sot]

elliespencer​:

“I aim to get my adventure through work,” she admitted, “so the rest becomes much calmer.” Unfortunately work in the harbour wasn’t that exciting, but they did get the odd call that kept her on her toes. “Well, welcome to Crescent,” she smiled, “I hope it’s treating you well.” Ellie wasn’t one to quiz people on their pasts, mainly because she wasn’t keen to share hers, and it was usually tit for tat.

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“I like how that goes. You get your fill in your day job and then don’t have to deal with drama outside of it. Makes me think of my work a little bit.” She got it out in court and then she had a chill day. Well, that was the aim but it didn’t always work like that for her. “It’s been interesting, I’ve got to say. Nice people, beautiful location, but I’m missing a few things that the big city has to offer.”

[a-sot]

maxvargas​:

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   With a small blush spreading across his cheeks, Max pressed his lips together when Adrienne didn’t let his nakeness go unnoticed. Should have figured. ❛ Fuck you, ❜ he said but couldn’t help but chuckling at the same time before his brows knitted together into a soft, slightly amused frown. ❛ I wanna be mad but I don’t think I can disagree on that one, ❜ he admitted, letting out a snort before he narrowed his eyes at her. ❛ I don’t look hot with clothes? — Whatever, I’m more angry about my pizza leftovers. Are you eating that shit cold? ❜ he asked with judgment in his tone while throwing his phone on the couch and then leaned down to pick up the towel from the floor so he could cover himelf up better and walk sideways towards his bedroom door until his free hand could grasp the doorframe. ❛ I’m just gonna— Get clothes, so I can get not hot again, I guess. Leave some fuckin’ pizza for me, alright? ❜

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“Fuck me? Please.” She flashed him a shit-eating grin paired with a wink. It was almost too easy at this point. Mainly because she knew him too well. “You think we’d have good sex, hm? Have you thought about it because it seems you have.” She was poking fun at him albeit being a little curious about whether or not she was right. “I mean, you look hot but I didn’t know you had all of that hidden beneath your clothes. You are wearing some clothes a few sizes too big.” Her shoulder rose and fell as she took another bite of the pizza in hand. “I put it in the microwave for a few seconds. It’s lukewarm.” Watching him scurry around the kitchen, she couldn’t help the wry grin. “Drop the towel. All I need is another five seconds to put it to memory.” Plucking the hand towel that hung from the oven, she playfully attempted to swat at his ass. “Hurry up! I’m starved and this pizza is amazing. There’s only one slice left.” There were three but she’d waited long enough for company.

[a-sot]

maxvargas​:

Location: Max’s home @adriennesoto​

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   Fresh out of the shower Max had wrapped a towel around his waist and emerged from the bathroom while using a smaller towel to dry his hair with one hand while his phone was in his other, replying to messages since he hadn’t really checked since he went to the gym a fe hours earlier. Planning to just sit down on the couch he was interrupted by noise he wasn’t prepared for and spun around, fast enough to make the towel around his waist lose grip and fall to the floor around his feet. ❛ Joder, ❜ he hissed, staring right at Adrianna who was sitting in his kitchen eating something she had likely stole from his pantry. As quick as possible, he pulled the smaller towel from his head and covered up his privates with it, glaring at his friend. ❛ Adri, what the hell? ❜

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Adrienne had opened the door and called his name. It was the polite thing to do when letting one’s self into their apartment. The water in the bathroom was on which meant he was bound to come out soon. Plopping down on the counter with some leftover pizza, she lifted her head when she heard footsteps. Her brow rose when she caught an eyeful of the naked male. “Well, hello there Max,” her finger moved over him, idling at his groin, “and Max Jr.” A grin curled at her lips while she continued to eye him. “You know, I think we’d have great sex.” Was that an odd thing to tell someone? He was hot and it had just clicked. “You look hot without clothes.” Tearing a piece of the crust, she popped it in her mouth. “Oh — Sorry, I mean I knocked.”