Bella McGuinness

30 || Barely a sight, it's barely a spark

[bella-mcguinness]

"Heeeeeey doll." She strolled into the store with a singsong voice, immediately spotting Vivi between two of the closest racks in the store which... was a feat. Why weren't any of the overhead lights on? "What are we looking at here?" Bella came to a stop right behind the woman, placing her chin on her shoulder before inspecting the clothing laid in front of them. "I'd be glad to take either of those off but, that plum tone is so your color it'd be a crime for you not to get like a cute purse to match." She grinned before looking around and making a face. "Did they forget to pay their bills? I get the aesthetic but I feel like we're in Barry fucking Lyndon."

@vivi-flieger

[mr-tulio-dorante]

Tulio sighed and threw his briefcase on a chair, only to watch it slide down to the floor, sigh in annoyance (Of course this was happening to him) and pick it up. His eyes moved around the room to see if anyone had noticed, but he gave up halfway through, deciding he was too tired to care. He looked down at his phone for a second, rolling his eyes at the latest messaged in the office group chat (pura pendejada) and then back up again, noticing the person standing right in front of him. Shit, why was he panicking, this was fine, nothing bad was happening. "He-hey... Hi." He cleared his throat, annoyed at himself.. "Sorry, anxiety hits when you least expect it to, right?" He added with a nervous chuckle.

[bella-mcguinness]

"Hi yourself." Bella giggled, patting the object that was slung across her entire midsection. "Trade you my handy crossbody for your anxiety-inducing briefcase?" She didn't think twice before taking the seat right next to Tulio, stretching out just enough so she could fix his shirt's collar. "There you go, Mr. Businessman." Clicking her lips, she casually let herself rest on the chair. "You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were avoiding me since– well." Bella grinned. "What's up? Long day?"

[lucas-grimshaw]

The crunch of the gravel beneath his boots was the only familiar thing about this place. But then again, that probably sounded the same everywhere. "What a dumb fucking thought. Well, this is going splendidly," He thought to himself. He could feel the droplets of water running down his hair and his back, and once again wondered why he'd come here in the first place, thinking about a person he hadn't had contact with in years. But what was done was done, and now all he could do is find a place to have drink and plan his next move. Maybe find a place to stay while he was at it. "Excuse me, where's the nearest bar?" He asked the person standing closest to him in the intersection.

[bella-mcguinness]

"Gimme one sec, gorgeous." Bella shot the response with a quick apologetic smile as she finished her rambling on the phone, she hadn't even noticed she had put her hand on the man's arm as she did so. Rolling her eyes at the voice bickering away on the other line, all she could do was a mental review of her list of reasons to keep working with that client. Think of the yacht, babe, think of the ya– Bella stopped herself, finally allowing her curiosity to take the best of her along with a good look at the man in front of her. "Let me call you back." Now, tossing the phone away into her purse as her smile lit up to all her glory, she didn't even bother to remove her hand from his personal space. "Creative way to have me let you buy me a drink." She winked, using a nod of her head to point to the establishment just at the end of the corner. "Lemon Drop, but you can call me Bella."