flower queen

19 years old, fairy, French-Canadian, environmental sciences major! ☮ save the world, save a tree ☮

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ooc: ok my babes, as much as i love my bb camille, i have no muse for her anymore and it's affecting the muse i do have for zoe, so i'll be dropping her for now

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Jamie was at the bar off campus when she orders a round of shots she knocks one back looking over at the other person. “Come do shots with me what do you say?” 

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Camille couldn't help but smile, awkwardly scratching the back of her neck, clutching her purse close to her body, "Professor Rose, I... Probably probably shouldn't..." Camille cleared her throat. One glance at Jamie was enough to change her mind, "I mean... One or two can hurt, right?" She decided, even though Camille was a massive lightweight.

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laylarussell:

Layla took the napkin slowly, nodding. “Yeah, minimum wage isn’t worth the type of awful customers I’ve heard sitting here. I really do feel bad for them. And plus, it’s like almost always busy in here.” She cleaned up the bit of table in front of her and took a sip of her coffee. She went to continue to write in her notebook, but then looked up. “Uh… thank you. And I’m Layla. By the way.”

Camille nodded, “I totally agree! The other day I heard a guy yelling his soy latte had too much soy milk and demanding a refund and another coffee. Does he realize these are measured qualities?” Camille sighed, shaking her own soy latte. She looked curiously at the other girl, who was reaching out for a notebook, and smiled when she looked up, “Layla? That’s a really pretty name! I’m Camille, it’s lovely to meet you, Layla.”

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dawnxstj:

Dawn was walking down the hall between classes, nose stuck in a book as she did so. Due to not paying attention, she ran into someone getting knocked back slightly. She frowned, “I’m sorry, are you okay?” she asked the person she ran into.

Camille cursed at herself in French. Nowadays she had been bumping into way too many people. She glanced up with a sheepish smile, “Yes, sorry, it’s my fault, too. Are you?” 

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tex: valentina & camille

valentina: you know what i don't understand? how anyone could lose something so valuable as a wallet

valentina: by the way i found yours

valentina: but don't worry thought i left everything in tactfor the most part, just took a small finders fee.

camille: oh?? you found it

camille: i could swear i left it in the library, where was it?

camille: i'll let that pass, since you've been a sweetheart and gave me a warning

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laylarussell:

Layla had slept four hours the night before. This wasn’t uncommon for the werewolf. In fact, she couldn’t remember sleeping more than five. She spent a majority of her time doing research of any sort and also had a habit of late night binge watching. Today, for whatever reason, five hour energy just wasn’t cutting it. So in the middle of her local coffee shop, she was drifting in and out of consciousness, coffee on the side table next to her and her notebook in her lap. After the fourth time she fell asleep, she woke up and noticed that the coffee shop was full and now you were sitting next to her. “Sorry if I was totally talking in my sleep. I have a habit of doing that.” She looked down and flipped open her notebook, taking out a red pen to continue writing her notes on succubi.

Camille giggled, watching as the other woke up. She had only chosen that place as to make sure no creepy men would sit there and disturb her, or take pictures, which wasn’t at all uncommon. Handing her a napkin, Camille shrugged, “It’s okay, you said some funny things about pumpkins, I think. Here” she handed Layla the napkin,”this table can’t be all that clean with what they pay the poor staff.” 

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destinyxsj:

Destiny was walking around the University taking a couple of photos very so often for her photography class, trying her best not to capture  people so the photos could be used. As she looked down to check her phone, continue to walk she walked right into someone, her phone falling to the ground. “I’m sorry.” She told the person as she kneed down to grab her phone looking at it to make sure it wasn’t broken. “I really need to learn to watch where or I’m going, or learn how to do two things at once.”

Camille yawned. She was all sweaty, although quickly drying, form her yoga class, her hair tightly put into a bun, and yoga mat under her arm. As the girl bumped into her, Camille let out a ‘Whoop!’ and her yoga mat ended up on the floor. She glanced down at the other, giggling as she picked up her mat, “That’s okay, boo? Are you okay, though?”

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littlcrose:

“good point,” rose agreed with a small chuckle. she nodded, smiling at the offer. she loved coffee ice cream, it literally was two of her favorite things mashed into one, how could she not love that? she thanked shortly stepping inside. “then scout is silly, because you do know how to have fun. i know some people think that you can’t have fun just cuddling and staying back home, but that only means they don’t know how to enjoy simple things like a great cuddle buddy,” she said, squeezing camille’s shoulder a little. 

Camille started searching for the containers, taking them form a cupboard and throwing them to the bed. She also got some comfortable clothes to change into, throwing Rose’s at hers, “There, those have been here, like, forever, but I always forget to give them back. I hope you don’t mind I washed them with my laundry, so they might smell kind of lavendery,” Camille smiled. She changed to a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, throwing her bra across the room, and threw herself on top of the bed with a loud sigh, “Thank you, Rosie. You’re the best cuddle buddy, slash, motivational speaker in the world. “

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divcisms:

looking up excitedly she was quick to let the other have a peek at her screen, “i’ve been slacking in all of my other classes because my 3-D design class has a project worth most of the grade and i’ve passed all my other tests despite that.”

“Awn,” Camille frowned slightly, “You shouldn’t slack in others, though. If you’d like some help I’m sure tons of people would be willing to give you a hand. I would, for instance.” 

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cookietorre:

At the stranger’s repeated apologies and uncertainty, Cookie shakes her head to assure her that things were fine. “No, no, don’t say sorry, it was nothing. I was mostly joking about being rude, that was barely considered so. He had an exit like that coming. Maybe he even deserves something even ruder, I don’t know. Don’t worry. And of course don't go back there since you already managed to escape from him. Was he bothering you?” she asked in concern. Nobody tries to deliberately try to ditch someone for no reason.

Camille let out a sigh of relief, she really didn't want to talk to the guy for another 10 or 20 minutes. She glanced at Cookie nervously, "Besides trying to sell me his clothing line he was being very persistent about taking me out, even though I told him I'm a lesbian about five times," she confessed, giving a sheepish smile, "I suppose some people just don't know any better. Still, I wish people would listen to women when they tell them something they know."

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divcisms:

KENDALL sat on a public bench as she looked over the recently released grades of some tests she’d been a little worried about lately. after each one, she smiled, she’d done much better than she thought she would. “your girl kicks ass,” she spoke, thinking out loud.

Camille giggled, keeping a respectful distance instead of peaking at the other’s grades, “So, you did well? That’s great.” 

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littlcrose:

“oh, i have competition now? this is new,” rose joked with a wide smile, chuckling as well at camille’s behavior. “i’m sure three will be just fine,” she assured, even though she loved ice cream more than anything… except well, coffee was the only thing better that. “i don’t like being busy,” the brunette pouted as well before her face turned into a laugh. “oh, i don’t believe that. you’re very cool! and let’s be real, being cool is way too overrated, you gotta know how to have fun. and usually cool people suck at that. sure, they can surprise too, but still…”

Camille giggled, "No, silly, it's just me! I can't cuddle myself, that's shitty," she explained, as she walked beside Rose, "Oh, I thought about coffee ice cream but there was none at the store, so maybe next time?" Mille offered, "And that is exactly why we're taking the night to relax," Camille opened the door to the sorority house upon getting there, but gesturing Rose to go in first, "Well, Scout thinks I don't know how to have fun, so this all comes to a dead end and I'm lame."

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divcisms:

kendall wasn’t far from the more than awkward conversation as the guy continued to go on and on about his clothes, clearly just trying to keep a conversation going. she attempted to keep to herself and mind her own business but his on going string of rambling was honestly pissing her off. she got up, partly to get another drink and also to slip something in to him about how he was probably not a real fashion designer until she was grabbed by the woman he happened to be talking to. a bewildered expression took over kendall’s face as she was dragged away, and she laughed when they were out of ear shot. “it’s totally fine, baby. do you wanna kiss too? for good measure?”

Camille opened and closed her mouth twice, but no words came out. She was looking Kendall in the eye and blushing profoundly, not knowing how to reply to n invitation to kiss from a pretty, stranger girl, "I-I think he's gone now,"she started, "So, that's, uhm, that's okay," Camille then cleared her throat and scratched the back of her neck nervously, feeling the dangerous effect of the other calling her ‘baby’,"And I don’t know what to say...."

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faithry:

“Eh,” Faith shrugged, “I was just walking around.” The blonde stepped back, forcing distance between them as she crossed her arms and pretended not to care. “Right now?” She blinked, “I mean, I like ice cream as much as the next sane person. Sure. And you do owe me.” What kinda of a person just offered to buy ice cream for a stranger? It wasn’t like Faith even did anything. The blonde felt an odd annoyance at her naive kindness, people like that were sure to get walked right over. “Faith. Faith Roy. You’re welcome for the—honestly I don’t even know what I did.” She looked back to where they once where, noticing the man was still staring at them. “God, what a creep.”

Camille furrowed her eyebrows, in thought, "Sure, why not? I've got the money and the company, plus no class," Camille smiled suggestively, "Nice to meet you, Faith. And thank you for saving me from bearing another twenty minutes of a guy trying to sell me his t-shirts, even though you had no idea you helped, your assistance has been precious, and earning you an ice cream", Camille followed Faith's glare, sighing at the man's presence, "I think we should just go. Can I please hold your hand? To make a point of the girlfriend thing. It's totally fine for you to say no."

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elizaolscn:

“Yes thievery!” Eliza laughed along with the woman, keeping up with her joke. “He could be yours…if you steal him.” Eliza grinned, “I think this is when the kids would say ‘twinsies’! What part are you from? I grew up in Sherbrooke.” The brunette played with end of her sweater. “Really?” she beamed, “that might be the first time I made someone blush from something other than embarrassment.”

"No stealing," Camille declared, with a flicker of her hand, "All over the place, a little bit, but mostly Quebec City and Montreal, my parents preferred big-ish cities." Camille talked excitedly about the places she had lived in since she was lucky enough to have a good childhood, "I've seen Sherbrooke, though, seems fantastic," she complimented. Giggling softly and busying herself with petting the dog, Camille nodded, "Yes, really. Although I doubt that last part..."

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cmcrson:

                     ❛ no apologies necessary, mil. ❜ emerson assures her long-time friend, wide-eyed and glancing confoundedly back at this “mark” guy. she furrows her brows, crossing her arms over her chest as she looks back over at her friend with half-JOKING, half-DEAD SERIOUS intensity. ❛ was he bothering you? do you need me to kick his ass? ❜ a soft grin comes across her features as she leans in a bit more closely, lowering her voice with a playful husk. ❛ i’ll kill him, you know i can, ❜ she offers. emerson probably shouldn’t be making these kinds of jokes, knowing herself, so she lets out a gentle chuckle before shaking her head at her kind-hearted friend. ❛ maybe  O N E  of these days you’ll learn how to stop being the nicest person ever, but until then, i’ll happily be here to fake being your girlfriend. ❜ 

Camille was quick to grab both of her friend's arms gently, eyes wide, "No, no, no! Em, it's fine, we're all fine. He's just a pain in the toosh," Mille shrugged, letting Emerson go. She rolls her eyes, but with a big smile and affectionate tilt of her head, "I know, I know. Samurai Em, worldwide famous." She joked, "You're the best fake girlfriend and best friend in the world. And I'm not too nice."