Carmen Akerman

The cost of being a well put together woman is very high.

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character aesthetic: the material girl

she defines herself by what she owns. louis vuitton, prada, versace. the brand name is hidden, but her pride in it never, as she flaunts her wealth with each stride down the street. and then she buys more. an addiction, it has become. a way to feel sane. she understands that you can’t survive the material world without embracing it, and so she does exactly that. the money her parents put in her bank account is given good use, and she learns to succeed without working a day in her life. it provides arrogance, a feeling of power among those that weren’t so fortunate. she doesn’t know any better. she only understands is that nothing mends your breaking soul like the newest edition of jimmy choos. 

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memoriesonmute:

His jaw tightened at her words, eyes narrowed subtly. Quietly, he kept his eyes on her as he thought of how to reply. He could say he was sorry, but he didn’t think that would cut it for her. Then again, he hadn’t actually called her any names. Everything she said, she said about herself. Her words. Not his. With that in mind, his guilt slowly began to subside. “I get your offended, but you do realize you’re the only one saying bad things about yourself, right?” He cocked a brow as he finished his question. Unable to take his words back now, he waited another beat before continuing, “I wasn’t asking to make a point. I was asking because I was genuinely curious – same as I would be if someone won the lottery or something. Sorry if I pissed you off.” He wasn’t sorry. He had a hard time feeling apologetic when he felt he was innocent in the situation she’d misunderstood, in his opinion. Moving forward, Eli trudged past her through the snow and began retracing his steps back to the lodge. “Let’s go back.”

Carmen felt a bitter taste in her mouth as he spoke, it like he seemed to forget that Carmen came from a place where sincerity never met people’s eyes. She knew what he was saying was just words to try to accommodate her, but in reality she didn’t care. She merely rolled her eyes, “right whatever. We both know they’re empty words.” She said, but  he was right she though, everything she had said herself and it was a defense mechanism she had built over time. She’d figure if she took the words out of people’s mouth then there was no point in them opening them, although not always the case. She crossed her arms and turned to follow him. After walking for what felt forever she decided to break the silence, “also for the record, your apology was shit.” Finally spotting the lodge, she speed up her speed not bothering to turn around. She just wanted to be alone, much to her earlier thoughts. Once inside the lodge Carmen parted to her room to take a warm bath. 

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Her smile transformed into a toothy grin as she pushed herself to her knees–feeling the snow numb her skin through the pants–and then up to her feet. Having things in common. Hm, if she could make a friend or two around here, that wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. Savannah felt a bit out of her element conversating with a person who wasn’t from her home town or where she’d been employeed, but things could only go up from here, right? “Well, it doesn’t snow much where I’m from. It always felt like the flakes melted before they could touched the ground.” Leaving her dome behind with one last glance, she nodded her head in the direction of the lodge entrance to signal the brunette to follow back into the warmth of the building. “My mom told me I got my hair from my dad. I took her word for it since I never met him.” A shrug accompanied her words, not bothered by the step into her past memories. That was one subject that didn’t bother her. Offering a small smile, she held the door and listened to the other. Not being a drinker herself, she couldn’t understand the way alcohol could help with the bitter weather here. “How’d you like it in L.A.?”

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Carmen nodded, “I had no idea what snow was until I got here being from L.A and all.” She smiled, “where are you from?” She wondered from the beginning, and now had a chance to ask. Carmen dug her hands into the back pockets of her jeans as she walked toward the lodge with the red-head. She offered her a sympathetic smile, “sorry about that.” Meaning what she said, Carmen missed her parents more than anything. She got into what she was doing because she wanted to help them more than anything but that backfired and there wasn’t a day she didn’t think of them. She walked into the warmth, and silently thanking her for opening it. “L.A? Depends on the year, but for the most part I enjoy it. Money flows there and well,” Her facial expression lit up and couldn’t help the smile that spread across her lips, “I adore money and what comes with it.” She said with a smile. “That being sad, you grow up faster than you want too. It’s a very fast-paced life, it’s not for everyone. How do you like your hometown?” 

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“I haven’t spent much time around children.” Besides, of course, being one herself at one point, she had grown into adulthood rather quickly and didn’t know how they might work (for the lack of a better word). She might have been a joke to the twins, but at least it was fun anyway. “I’ve never been in a snowball fight. That might have been more exciting.” Savannah lightly joked with a chuckle, though there was an underlying truth to it. Her expression dropped slightly when the focus shifted to her hair, though she hoped it just came across as harmless modesty, which was also mixed into her features. “Oh, thank you. Natural…” Her hand subconsciously reached up to the ginger locks, wishing she hadn’t left her hat on the night stand. “Have you tried the hot chocolate here yet? I heard it’s delicious and I think it’s about time I warm up.” She gave a friendly smile to smoothly run with changing the subject.

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“I haven’t been around them much either.” She confessed, in her line of work being around children wasn’t any type of requirement, although she had very few friends that had a child or two but nothing beyond Carmen spending more an hour with them. Carmen smiled at the woman. There was an innocence to her that Carmen slightly envied but also couldn’t help but admire. “That would make two of us. Look at that, we already have so many things in common.” She chuckled. “Why haven’t you been in a snowball fight?” She questioned. “Well it’s very pretty. Your mom or dad have red hair?” Again Carmen asking more questions to a stranger than she probably should. But she couldn’t help it, there wasn’t all too much to do elsewhere. “Um, no actually. I’ve mostly stuck to champagne and their wine.” She confessed. “I’m from L.A so my body isn’t use to this weather. Drinking helps mediate that.” 

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“Pfft.” The disbelief was instant; however, the more she considered the other woman’s words, the more she felt the reality of the situation sink in. No wonder the kids had been laughing surreptitiously. “And here I was thinking I was doing something–” Helpful was the missing word, but her attention abruptly switched to the brunette. “It’s an igloo, well, it’s supposed to be.” Savannah chuckled lightly while waving a hand at her attempt. “There’s a first time for everything.” She said, hinting at how the dome’s presentation could have been better. Snow on television seemed a lot easier to handle. “Thanks.” Turning her gaze to the other, she offered a smile while getting to her feet and dusting her pants off.

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Carmen chuckled at her reaction. Carmen nodded completely understanding how that sentence would end. “You never really quite understand kids, although this was pretty innocent enough. They could’ve attacked you with snowballs.” Carmen suggested with a lift of her shoulders. She smiled at the red-head. “I guess now that you mention it I kinda can see it.” Her gaze falling to the igloo. “It’s sorta that.” She added on. “I love your hair! Is it natural or dyed?” Carmen genuinely complimented, stepping closer slightly to see if she could see any roots. “Very beautiful though.” 

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Eli stood dumbfounded over the 180 switch she’d made. Brows pushed together in a deep furrow as he stared at her, listening to every word – each sentence enhancing his confusion more than the last. He hadn’t meant to offend her; in all honesty, he was just curious about what came after all of her hard work. Clearly, though, he’d said something wrong. As Carmen started to walk away, his brows lowered, the look on his face as disoriented as though he’d just come to. He reached out to grab her arm and stop her, but quickly pulled his hand back and tucked it away in his pocket. “Carmen! Hey–would you hold on a minute?!” He called out to her in hopes she’d give him a minute to explain.

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Carmen snapped around in annoyance, “careful you might catch something, we wouldn’t want that now would we?” Her tone dripping in sarcasm. She didn’t care for an explanation in all honesty. She just wanted to go back to her room, and take a warm relaxing bath yet here she stood waiting for some lame-ass excuse that would try to excuse his judgement. In her defense she had no idea where to go and the woods did give her odd vibes. She had no idea what it was but the farther they had gone in, the more her senses went on alert. She had been in really bad situations before, but these woods got under skin for some reason. “Sure, let’s hear this grandiose explanation before my five o’clock john.” The sarcasm never having left her voice. 

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“Don’t be silly, I’m not making this igloo for myself, I’m making it for the two–” One glance up showed her the little boy and girl had gone, probably back inside after playing in the snow for some time. Had their parents called? She hadn’t heard. Savannah had been so immersed in doing something active and normal that it managed to block out all else until her opposite had come along. “The twins, they were here a moment ago.” Or at least she thought so. A sheepish expression briefly touched her features as she shifted in her cold spot in the snow. The bitter temperature had given her pale skin a rosey hue, especially in her cheeks and nose, but the woman wasn’t quite ready to go inside just yet.

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Carmen had watched the whole ordeal go down. She noticed the two children had tricked her into building a dome of a sort, which caused her chuckled. Surely, there was no malicious intent other than them running off before she could finish said dome. Carmen saw their sneaky little feet quietly side out of view and into the building which was Carmen’s cue to maybe clue in the red-head on the innocent prank of the children. As she made it down to the main hall, she noticed the two children laughing before sprinting off the corridor. She made her way outside to notice the other woman standing about, “looks like you were plot of some of game.” Carmen informed the woman as she walked closer to her. “I don’t think they will be coming back. You have a knack for building....domes?” She questioned with a chuckle. 

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When she put it that way, he couldn’t help but let it boost his ego a little bit. Maybe he didn’t owe it all to his uncle. Once again, surprise overtook his features. He’d never met someone so open about something most people looked down upon. In all honesty, he was on the fence about how he felt about it. It wasn’t right, morally speaking, but he couldn’t pretend he was innocent of doing things he knew were wrong in the moment. The way he saw it, everything was circumstantial. Breaking eye contact with her, Eli looked off to the side and shrugged. “Well, I hope it works out for you. What are you going to do once you get the money?”

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Carmen chewed on the inside of her cheek, watching his gaze carefully. Her features slowly turning sharp as he glanced away. She scoffed slightly, stopping in her tracks. Carmen rolled her eyes, she felt like he was judging her. At least to Carmen it felt like she had been through this enough times to recognize it. She held up her hands in annoyance, “I don’t need to justify myself to you or why I did what I did. You can paint me however you want, I’m a whore, a woman with no morals, slut, disgusting, cum-deposit box, whatever. I’ve heard it all and I don’t care for it.” She spoke calmly but her tone was oozing annoyance. She glanced around, she had no idea where they were but she figured she could find her way back. “Well if you’ll excuse me, this gross slut is gonna get back to her room to take a warm bubble bath and sleep in silk sheets.” She turned to leave and started retracing her steps. 

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Surprise overtook him when he felt her arm link through his, though it didn’t bother him. Honestly, it had been a while since he’d had any sort of affection, not for lack of other people trying. Ever since the disappearances of his cousins, something internal had shifted within him and he hadn’t been the same since. Thick brows creased at her, more so out of curiosity. From the bits of information she’d given him, he gathered that she wasn’t happy within her marriage, which begged the question of why she had married him in the first place. However, she’d beaten him to the punch with a question of her own. Turning his head to look at her, his eyes landed on hers. “My uncle. He actually did think he was Grizzly Adams,” he chuckled, lips flatlining a second later. He remembered standing next to Josh in awe the entire time. When it was finally their turn to give it a try, they had wrestled to decide who was going first. In the end it was Eli, the older of the two. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but why didn’t you divorce the guy sooner? It sounds like he made you miserable.”

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Carmen narrowed her eyes playfully at his response and laughed lightly, “alright uncle.” She commented in a playful manner. “Well either your uncle Grizzly Adams was a very good teacher or you have a natural knack for it.” Carmen spoke truthfully enough. Some people were just born with talent and others had to work for it. But even those who worked at it, sometimes never got on the same level of those with natural talent. Carmen snapped her gaze to met his and inhaled slightly to only let our a laugh. “No offense taken, well to put it simply, I meant it when I said I was a gold-digger. I didn’t hate him by any means. I loved him, I just wasn’t in love with him.” To Carmen’s defense she had never been in love, she wasn’t even sure what that entitled. “I wanted-well still want his fortune.” Carmen pursed her lips waiting for the judgement or lecture. 

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thedefectivedaughter:

“Eh, whatever direction we go in, I’m sure we’ll end up somewhere.” She decided to head straight across the clearing, into the trees. There wasn’t a pathway where they were, but she’d never been one to stick to someone else’s design anyway. A wide smile hooked her lips at Carmen’s compliment, and she couldn’t help the flattered look that crossed her features. It wasn’t new information to her, but she appreciated the other girls kindness. “Uhm, I dunno. I’m a stoner, I hate healthy food, and I don’t really go out of my way to do much.” An honest testament to her laziness. “Honestly man, whatever you wanna know just ask and I’ll tell. I’m an open book.”

“Good enough for me.” Carmen replied, moving to wrap the cardigan tighter against her body. True to word, Carmen followed Kass without much complaining, but it helped that Carmen had on warm attire. Carmen laughed at Kass’s reply. “Okay that’s fair. I also hate healthy food. Taste either gross or bland as fuck. Well I love travelling, I get bored easily, and I love money probably far too much for my own good.” Granted Carmen wasn’t that big of a piece of shit, but some of her priorities could’ve been better. “Okay, let’s make it fun.” She said, moving a snow covered branch away from her path. “Where’s the strangest place you’ve had sex?” She playfully shot a glance at Kass. 

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‘’No,but I was expecting…’’She paused,unable to finish her own sentence.There was no point.The other brunette wouldn’t understand.Of course,Carter noticed her fake smile too.’’Doll?That’s a pretty cute nickname.Are you from the South?Oh,so you’re drunk.Forgive me for interrupting your little party.’’

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“Better signal?” Carmen offered, with a light laugh due to the alcohol running through her system. “Thanks! I got plenty more.” She said sweetly enough, being from L.A. She had heard all sorts of names. “Doll to me yells 50′s, but I guess to each there own.” Carmen spoke nonchalantly. “Not drunk-drunk, just a good buzz. Party of one, could be a party for two?” Carmen offered. 

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