AIYLA C.

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aamayaaikox‌:

“For real though, I can hook you up, see?” She pulled out her phone to show the other some pictures of her clients nails. Amaya was new in town and figured if she was going to start her business up again, it would be best to start networking as soon as she could. “There’s a discount for first timers and for regulars if you wanna get em re filled. Just lemme know if you’re ever interested. I do makeup too.”

Aiyla glanced over the other girl’s phone. Her eyebrows arched as she whistled appreciatively. “These are all gorgeous.. Oh, this one especially,” she said, pointing to the third pic showing the gray square nails. Then, the brunette glanced down at her nails. She always took care of them. After all, her job required of her to look perfect, head to toe. But, admittedly so, a part of her soul died every time she paid her regular nail artist. She was good, but way too expensive. “Okay, you convinced me. Are you free this Wednesday?”

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simonwyd‌:

“21 questions” He paused. “Wait, I’m thinking about that 50 Cent song. I think I mean 20 questions,” he thought a bit more. “Truth or Dare or Would You Rather? Just naming a few of those well-known childish kind of games,” the male shrugged. “It may be working a bit, I’d say.” His eyebrows perked up. Beautiful women always happened to be his weakness. “Now, where are you trying to go with this?” 

Aiyla chuckled lowly. “Oh, I wouldn’t call them childish.. As long as the right questions get asked,” she replied before shrugging as well. Her dark hues captured his as the corner of her mouth curved into a devious smirk. “I can tell you. Or show you...” she mused, stepping into his private space as a hand reached for his chest, her fingertips toying with the buttons of his shirt very lightly. “...If you happen to be willing to put your hand in your pocket.” She found this approach smoother than her going around and stating she’s an escort.

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simonwyd‌:

The mostly tipsy male’s head snapped towards his drink, “Shit,” he adjusted his posture. “And here I was thinking I’d have to get creative with some game to get you here drinking with me,” Simon said, leaning his back against the table, and sliding one of his hands halfway inside of his pocket. “Oh, you’re just trying to stroke my ego here.”

“Oh, really? What kind of game?” she asked. The brunette locked eyes with him as she took a sip from her own drink. His words made it clear she’d already captured his attention; good. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean it’s not true,” she shot back lightly with a slight shrug of her shoulders. “Is it working?”

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elliotbowdenrp‌:

Enjoying the rays of the sun, it was nice to sit outside for a while and to take it easy. Not much work to do today so Elliot was mostly thinking of what he would do for the rest of the day. His trail of thought however vanished when he looked up and locked eyes with a very familiar face, he never forgot a face, especially not one like she had. A hint of a smile played on his lips as his eyes moved down over her, oh yes, he definitely remembered her and not just her face, he thought to himself as he looked back up. “Good afternoon, Aiyla.” He said, letting her know it was all good. He often requested company for the night, such as hers, with no strings attached, it worked better for him than any relationship or marriage ever had. “Been a long time. Would you like a drink? If you have time of course.” 

She could see the recognition on his face, followed by satisfaction at the sight before him. The corner of her mouth quirked into a half smirk as a reaction. “Hello, Elliot,” she nodded. He seemed to get the reason for her former silence. Good. She enjoyed talking to people who could read the signs. “It has, hasn’t it?” she inquired whilst moving closer. Aiyla remembered all of her clients’ faces, but less than a handful of their performances. She was still able to recall his, quite fondly. He’d given her a good time as well, making the night’s paycheck one of the easiest to acquire. “As a matter of fact, I do. This must be your lucky day,” she mused. The tone of her voice was flirtatious, like always. Once she stepped in front of him, she glanced down at the cup of coffee in his hand. “That’d be nice. I haven’t had one of these yet.”

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elliotbowdenrp‌:

It had just turned noon when Elliot stepped inside the coffee parlour, just like pretty much every day at the same time, punctual as always. He was a man of many habits after all. Approaching the counter, he sported his usually charming smile. “If you give me my usual, I’d be forever grateful. Well.. maybe not forever but at least as long as I’m drinking it?” The smiled remained as he looked around waiting for his order of Irish coffee with a double shot of Whiskey. The place wasn’t too crowded today which was good, the weather was nice which was a bonus. Taking his wallet out of his pocket he handed over the money owed plus a good amount extra. “Keep it, get yourself something nice.” He picked up the cup and walked outside to sit on the terrace to do one of his favourite pass times, people watching. Especially in this town you could never know who you might encounter or if some show was being given away at any given time. 

While it was noon, Aiyla’s day had begun rather recently, since her job kept her awake through nighttime, more often than not. The brunette freshened up in the bathroom of the previous night’s client and walked out looking nothing short of perfect. Her face was her money maker; she had to take good care of it, always. As she walked down the pavement with her large bag stuck on her side, the corner of her eye caught sight of a familiar face. Curious, she turned to eye the man fully as her pace slowed down and eventually stopped. It’d been a long time, but his features were difficult to forget. As soon as their eyes met, she held his gaze. Her eyebrow arched expectedly, and her full lips formed a flirtatious grin. She didn’t say a single word. Instead, she waited. It wasn’t uncommon for former clients to choose to act as if they’d never even met the escort they’d hired in public.

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simonwyd‌:

“I.. I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” Simon asked, giving the other an apologetic look. As of recently, he has been having scattered thoughts. The male sighed, “Something about… My bad, I just got distracted.” 

Aiyla arched an eyebrow as soon as the male admitted to being distracted. “I said you’re about to spill your drink,” she replied, dark hues moving to the cup he was holding in a quite dangerous angle. “You know, having tried to save your life once should’ve be enough of an effort. You’re lucky you’re cute,” she quiped teasingly.  

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you find a lamp one night. rubbing the dirt off of it, the genie from aladdin 1992 appears in front you and offers you three wishes; what would your wishes be?

"Jafar was an idiot, but he did make one smart wish. On a similar note, I’d ask to become the most powerful sorceress in the universe so that I can make any other wish I want come true by myself. Then I’d ask for world peace, since the genie is supposed to be even more powerful then me. And third, I’d free the genie. You can’t risk jerks finding that thing, you know?”

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I’m awfully difficult But I do know When I love someone; And I’ve loved you Ever since I can remember.

Ever since.