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arabella/19/model

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damonzorn:

“yeah,” he shrugged. “you unfortunately can’t meet only agreeable people.” he nodded at her question. “yeah, i am. mostly freelance, not usually with models or anything. i’m not that well-known.” he let out a short laugh and shoved his hands in his pockets. “what about you, though? where’s your favorite place you’ve been?”

“That’s very true.” Her industry could be scary at times. She loved the job on its own, but she had come across many people who weren’t kind to her at all. “Well, that’s really cool. I think it would be nice to try some photography myself, just to be on the other side for once.” She never seriously considered it, but it was always a thought she had. “Oh-- this wasn’t for work or anything but I got to go to Japan a while ago. That was really nice.” 

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httplvke:

“ okay, i’m pretty sure someone just encouraged me to do a ‘best body’ contest at a bar and i don’t know whether to be flattered or alarmed, like. how does one even respond to that? i know i’ve kinda got that clark kent thing goin’ for me but superman i am not. ” he laughed, a sheepish expression flickering across his face as he raked his fingers through blonde curls. “ it’s probably a compliment, right? ”

“Is that a pride thing?” she asked him. “Because it sounds like a pride thing. I didn’t think I could see so many naked people gathered in one area,” Arabella laughed softly. “It’s probably a compliment, but it all depends on how you feel about it. Like personally, I wouldn’t like it if someone said that to me,” she admitted. “But doesn’t Clark Kent have the same body as Superman anyways? Unless he just grows abs when he flies around.” 

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ctrlainsley:

pride month had always been a favorite of ainsley’s— she’d never been the sort of person to shy away from being open about her sexuality and any excuse to party with like-minded people was always one she was happy to take. granted, that was her demeanor when she was in a better state— and if she’d been able to observe herself from afar she was fairly positive she’d be alarmed by the despondent look she sported as she watched passersby lazily. “ fuck, dude. just smile, everyone’s happy and you’re being a grumpy dick in public. ” she muttered the comment under her breath, tilting her head back to watch the wispy clouds float by. she sighed lowly, “ alright, well, depression one, ainsley zero, i guess. ” she lowered her head and flushed deeply as she recognized she’d blurted her comment out more than loud enough for anyone to hear. “ well, shit. ”

Arabella had been so busy this month that she completely forgot about pride. It used to be something that she enjoyed so much, the one event in the year where she could go all-out and celebrate her sexuality. But between work and the breakup between her and her ex girlfriend, she wasn’t able to fully enjoy herself. She noticed that the woman next to her was talking to herself, and she couldn’t help but catch a few of the words. “It’s okay, just because it’s pride month doesn’t mean you have to be all sunshine and rainbows all day,” she gave her a reassuring smile. “Besides, I like to think that I can celebrate pride year-round, not just when the world tells me to,” she added with a shrug. “But... is everything okay?” It was a dumb thing to ask. Arabella was prone to wanting to help everyone but not knowing how. 

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kenisms:

“please forgive my poor time management— shall we?” 

“Shall we what?” she asked, looking up at the man who spoke to her. 

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mikcqueen:

Mike was washing dishes, lost in thought as he scrubbed and rinsed the utensils.  He dried his hands off before drying the dishes and putting them away.  When he went to open the utensil drawer and put away the knives, a steak knife came out of his hand and flew across the room, luckily missing the other person that had walked into the room.  “Fuck,” he said, walking over to pick the knife up.  “I’m glad that didn’t hit you.”

Arabella gasped as a knife was suddenly flying in her direction. "I just had one of those ‘life flashing before my eyes’ moments,” she said, eyeing the knife which was now on the floor. It didn’t hit her, luckily, but if she had moved another inch then it might’ve. “I’m glad too,” she replied with a short laugh. “How did you manage to accidentally fling a knife so far anyways?” she wondered out loud. 

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mighty-minnie:

“I’m sure he’ll have another soon that you’ll be able to go to. Or hey - maybe you could both set up in the same city and work around that.” She suggested, throwing out ideas. “I don’t know how it works.” Minnie swayed a little on her feet, nerves getting the best of her. “Work mostly. You know me, hardly ever leave the garage unless it’s to go and get a beer from the bar.”

“That’s true, he’ll have more that I can go to. I’m sure of it,” she smiled softly. “Maybe, it all depends on what my manager wants me to do. But maybe I can work something out.” Arabella almost never had a say in the location. “After all this time, and you still don’t know how my job works?” she joked. “It’s alright though, I hardly understand it either,” she added. “And how’s work going?” 

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camdenm:

“Everyone breaks the rules sometimes.” He looked at her with a small shrug but then tucked his arm around her and grinned. “I’m joking, I wouldn’t want you to jeopardise your career like that.” Cam laughed, “He made me a vase, it’s a little crooked but it has a certain charm.”

“I don’t.” Arabella broke small rules here and there, but she was better at following them. “Also, people in the modeling industry can be terrifying. Like, I honestly cry about it sometimes,” she admitted, laughing at herself. “It’s alright though, I can still promise to text you everyday.” She smiled at his words. “That’s so nice! How was your art show, by the way?” 

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kylerxmichaelson:

“Doesn’t it suck when everyone only sees the bad in you?” He asked her as he shook his head slowly. “Maybe it will protect you one day. You never know. Just be aware of the people that you surround yourself with.”

“I’m not sure. I’m hoping that most people don’t expect me to be a bad person,” she replied with a short laugh. “I’ll keep that in mind. I guess trusting people too easily isn’t the best idea either.” 

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camdenm:

“Can’t you just sneak it on? Don’t most people do that at work or do they frisk you?” He made a face. “I want a photo, every day. It’ll keep my mind at ease.” He laughed and folded his arms across his chest. “He’s been really getting into those pottery classes I got him.”

“I could, but that would be called rule-breaking,” she pointed out. “Every day? Do they have to be good photos? This is a lot of pressure,” she joked, mocking a serious tone. “Oh, good! Has he made anything interesting? I’m glad that he seems to be doing well.” 

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mighty-minnie:

Feelings aside, Minnie did want to see her ex girlfriend succeed. She was the best person she’d ever met and whether there was a chance for them or not, she wanted her to be able to do good things. She was still important to her and she was still wonderful - none of that had changed. “I haven’t seen him around much, I heard he had an art show over in the city.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Looks like you’re both doing well.”

“Yeah– he did,” the blonde replied, smiling at the thought. “I’m really proud of him. I just wish I didn’t have to miss it.” That was the curse of constantly leaving for her job. She was in a strict business, and they wouldn’t have let her miss a shoot for her brother. “I think we are. What about you? What have you been up to?” 

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kylerxmichaelson:

“It could, and it is, sweetheart.” He said to her as he laughed softly. “Just a word of advice, don’t try to find the good in someone all the damn time. Learn that there are dark people out there.”

“You may be night, but I don’t think it’s very helpful to find the bad in people too,” she pointed out as she nervously bit her bottom lip. “Thanks for the advice, though. Maybe it'll keep me from being punched at a bar.” 

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kylerxmichaelson:

“Maybe because I am a sadistic person who thrives off of people being in pain. Both physically and emotionally.” He said with a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “That was part of the reason.”

“That can’t be true,” Arabella said, shaking her head. Was he being serious? “I mean... I guess it could be true. It’s just hard to imagine.” She liked to believe that for the most part, people don’t want to cause harm for no reason. 

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kylerxmichaelson:

“Why do you seem to think that I was in the right and he deserved to be punched? Maybe I was just bored and felt like picking a fight in a bar with someone.” He said as he laughed softly. “It actually made my day a hell of a lot better.”

“Well, I just can’t see why you would want to hurt someone out of boredom, you know? It just doesn’t seem right.” she replied, looking down at her feet. “Was that really the reason? 

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kylerxmichaelson:

“I don’t know.. I really wasn’t able to stay and find out, but I am guessing that it did end up broken.” He said to her. “I didn’t really care either.”

“You do you, I guess. He probably deserved it anyways-- since you, you know, punched him,” she said with a shrug. “I’m sorry, though. That must’ve put a damper on your day.”

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camdenm:

Camden winced. Naturally, nothing interesting was going on in his life. He lived a relatively quiet one, but his work did come with some perks - it was about the only engrossing thing about him. “I tried not to. It was only when you didn’t text back that I got a little concerned…” He side-eyed her. “Have you visited dad yet?”

"Come on, you know I can’t be on my phone during shoots. They hate that,” she complained, returning the look. “I’m sorry, though. I’ll try to give you more text updates throughout the day next time.” Arabella’s schedule can get ridiculously busy, but her family was more important than her work. She didn’t want her brother to forget that. “No, not yet. I texted him, though. He’s next on my list.”