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luka-donati:
“I prefer a croissant but if you add some fruit that would be semi healthy,” Luka suggested with a light shrug of his shoulders. He wasn’t much of a dietician but he could at least give his opinion on the matter.
“I think you have a point,” Candace nodded. “Shame, they don’t have strawberries or cherries though.”
quietxxambriella:
“Danish!”
"You’re just saying that so you can get the last croissant, Ambri,” Candace teased.
maidencassie:
“Um, for me I’d go with the danish. Those are my favorite pastry, usually.”
"Me too! Which one's your fave? Apple danish? Cherry? Peach?”
ameliamasters:
“I would recommend from fruit and yogurt, much healthier.”
“But yogurt is so goopy, I hate it. Ugh. You’re right though, healthy is good. I’ll just have a buncha grapes with my coffee...”
ariawilliamss:
“A buttered croissant sounds amazing right now. Not going to lie.”
“A buttered croissant or a butter croissant? I’m confused now, I thought they were the same thing...”
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elancs:
“ GOOD MORNING, ” she exudes a air of regal energy. looking to her company as she walks slower, dark eyes surveying them curiously. she’d just returned from a long night in the town. it was now am hours. “ apparently the elevator is out of order. is there a alternate route i— we could take? ” *
"Morning!” Candace chirped, beaming her pearly smile. She was dressed casual for the morning but still neat, her hair in a bun, a white pleated skirt to her petite frame, the trademark silver bracelet the escorts wore around on her wrist. “Oh, yeah. I heard someone umm— nevermind. There’s the main staircase up that way, but the fire escape one around the back here is actually quicker?” She shrugged though to indicate it was entirely the woman’s choice which one she chose.
audrreys:
“ BOTH ARE GOOD OPTIONS. ” she muses in reply. audrey ways her options before deciding, “ maybe the croissant? i’m a savory girl myself. ” *
“Yeahhh...but they get kinda dry at the breakfast buffet,” she muses out loud, weighing both options like this was the most important decision of her day. “You know what, you can have the croissant. I’ll take the danish. I should be having like a bowl of granola or somethin’, but I don’t feel like being good today.”
“Can’t decide if I want a croissant or a danish for breakfast. Maybe I should go healthy...”
Accidental Text || Open
Tzipporah: I want you to tell me how much you want it, darling.
Tzipporah: No touching.
Candace: ommmmg.
Candace: I'll uh...just pretend I didn't see this? This...wasn't for me, right?
rosienakajima:
Rosie’s earbuds were in. Her eyes were closed. She listened to the last message her boyfriend had left. Hey, babe, it’s me. Just wanted to let you know I’m thinking about you. We’ll be home in less than a week. Fuck. Can’t wait to see you. Love you. Bye. She took in a breath through her nose. Replayed it. Exhaled through the entire thing.
It was easier to pretend he was still alive like this. With her eyes closed, she didn’t have to see the date, marked X months ago (she tried to forget). That Day, she’d refer to it, instead of calling it what it was. The Day Their Squad Ran Smack Into An IED. There had been nothing to bury. That had been the worst part.
Rosie’s class was starting soon. Within the hour. She tugged her earbuds out, sitting on the steps of the gym, and lit up a cigarette, sucking down one end quickly. Terrible habit. Worse than listening to that message every day? She glanced up at the passerby motioning by jutting her thumb over her shoulder. “Dance aerobics starting soon. No experience necessary.” She worked hard to dull the pathetic from her features.
"Dance aerobics, huh?” Candace thought as she stopped in her tracks, green matcha ice tea latte in her hands. “I think I might need some more incentive, like a hot teacher or somethin’.”As she got a better look at the girl who was smoking, she curled a brow upward. “You alright babe?”
allcgrvs:
❛ | STARTER — OPEN ]
— ❛ ┆’ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɪ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ʟɪғᴇ: people to leave me the fuck alone before noon and for you assholes not to FUCK in the bathrooms. i’m running a goddamned bakery, not a hot spot for all the food play freaks to cum in. ’ the typically sweet bakery owner was fed up. her sickly saccharine demanour replaced with the icy reception most had the pleasure of avoiding as she tried to stay in a good mood. ‘ i’m so fucking sick of this. come in, buy a cupcake, and leave. is it that hard to keep your bodily fluids to yourselves? we sell cream puffs, we’re not advertising for you to BE a cream puff. ’
“But I love being a cream puff,” Candace teased, batted her lashes, then broke off into laughter. “Kidding. I would never. I have too much respect for you and your muffins, Allegra.”