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strippedgold:

the other female’s accommodating manner took esme by SURPRISE. normally it was she who did what she could to make sure others were content, as one does when it comes to customer service. pausing in her position against the counter, the girl grinned, grey painted nails waving insistently — trying to signal that it was okay. ❛ oh, no. ❜ dark waves s w a y i ng about her features. ❛ if you ordered something else, i’ll be happy to make it for you. & especially if you’re going to accept that drink, i certainly am not going to have you pay for it. it was my mistake, and well, you know how it goes: don’t like your drink and we’ll remake it for you and all that ! ❜

as long as it got her out of a conversation, claudia would take it. her mind was like that of a shy child, wanting to have others do everything for her as she stood behind and wished she was invisible. she never got out of that phase, years of sheltering leading to an introvert to revert into something even more than that, which was far from societies idea of socially acceptable. “it really is fine, you don’t need to do any more work.” her words were rushed and hushed, she was always in between wanting a conversation and dreading one. “i really wouldn’t want to make you put in anymore work than necessary, it really is fine.”

#strippedgold

excommunicxte:

Kai was getting vivid flashbacks to some of the people he’d trained with in South Korea, the ones who took everything so seriously, to the point that it sucked the fun right out of dancing. “You’ll need to do more than stretching to loosen up a little.” He commented, giving the bottle a toss and watching it land in the recycling bin. “You ma’am, need to learn how to have fun.” He stated, leaning over one of his legs to touch his toes.

she had always taken her dance seriously, even at the ripe age of four, when most of her peers only cared about doing sloppy jumps and playing with their friends, she was always the one standing in front of the teacher making sure she did every move perfectly. she was not a joker overall, but when it came to her passion she would not allow any distractions to throw her off. “i’m loose enough.” she mumbled, her irritation growing, this was definitely going to throw her off her game. “this is fun for me, just stretching in silence.”

#excommunicxte

brucehq:

@claudiaisms

“why don’t we do something that i want to do?” bruce asked with a raise of his brow, turning to look at the blonde. they were sat in the living room of his apartment, going over ideas of what to do together. knowing claudia, she would probably suggest doing something nice and innocent. and while he sometimes went along with it just for the sake of having something to do, he wanted to change it up this time. claudia’s innocence intrigued him and he wanted to see how far she could go before it broke apart. if there was anything bruce liked to do, it was to push humans to their limits. it was entertaining and honestly interesting to see. “how about you come spray paining with me this time? you won’t get caught if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“you only want to do crazy things.” she spoke in her soft voice, it was a surprise anyone could even hear her when she spoke. she didn’t even know how she came to be friends with bruce, he was the complete opposite of her, it was a wonder how they got along. he was more outgoing, more wild, than the soft spoken dancer who preferred to be alone in her own little world than with anyone else. for her crazy was taking a sip of any alcoholic beverage, going to a party, or anything someone at the age of twenty seven should not be afraid of. “SPRAY PAINTING?” she questioned, her voice rising to something normal for a human being. “oh no, i wouldn’t want to vandalize anything, it just makes things harder for someone else and makes them have to work to clean it up. anyway, even if we were allowed to do it, i would have nothing to paint.”

#thefuckinway liked this hrgji #brucehq

strippedgold:

❛ HOT DARK CHOCOLATE MOCHA ! ❜ echoed against the oak walls of STARLIGHT COFFEE, only a few customers dotting the back of the shop, most of them not bothered by her call. no response. after a second shout, it was clear that either the person had left, or perhaps she’d made the wrong drink ? that was unlikely, seeing as anyone knew esme was quite skilled at her job. looking over the counter, she caught the eye of the individual scrolling on their phone. ❛ did… did you not have the dark chocolate mocha ? if not, feel free to take it ! free. what can i get you, actually, though ? ❜

moments like these were ones claudia hated, making her wish her coffee machine back home wasn’t broken and that this place had a mobile app she could order on. yet alas, her wishes did not come true and she was forced in a social setting, one where she mumbled and stuttered her drink order and blocked out the noise of others and almost missed her drink order. being on her phone and awaiting her iced coffee, she heard a voice directed at her, putting her phone away and focusing on the woman speaking she could already feel herself blush not only at the woman but at a social interaction. “no, no, it’s fine. i can always try something new, and i’ll pay for it.”

#strippedgold

nilshq:

huffing out a deep breath, nils brought a tattooed hand to the tip of his nose and rubbed against it quickly. “ SO , i’ve lent my favorite adidas jacket to a very pregnant patient the other day and i never got it back. s’red with flowers and my favorite, but she’s in labor and very emotional. — - how do i ask for it back ? “

claudia could not say she had ever been in such a situation, and if she were to be she probably wouldn’t even ask for it back, too shy for such an action. yet she could attempt to give the other some advice, though she didn’t know how good it would be. “i would just wait until she gives birth, maybe, so you don’t add onto her struggle?” it came out as a question, she still being unsure about herself and her words.

#nilshq

deadlylcves:

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❝ Come on, please! ❞ Maricruz pleaded the other standing up in protest as they stared down at her in the beauty chair, her MAC covered lips going into a pout. ❝ I think you’ll look great with a beat face. Some foundation, a little eye shadow, some eyelashes — please! I beg of the, ❞ she dragged out the ‘e’ in the final word, her head throwing her head back over the top of the chair.

claudia rarely wore makeup, usually barefaced unless it was for a performance, which was the only reason she even owned makeup. that was what got her in this situation now, with a girl coaxing her into a makeover. “thank you, but no thank you. i just don’t feel comfortable with an, uhm, beat face.” she didn’t even understand the term the girl used.

#deadlylcves

excommunicxte:

Kai just hummed, squeezing the bottle in his hands a little and listening to the plastic crinkling. “Boring, if you had to bet, what would you bet?” He questioned, eyeing the distance and practically buzzing with energy from where he was sitting on the floor.

moving up and out of her splits to continue her stretching before she really danced she shuddered at hearing his voice once more, dreading it more than anything. “nothing, i wouldn’t bet even hypothetically. i’m trying to stretch.” she spoke softly with only the slightest hint of annoyance in her tone.

#excommunicxte

#ooc

excommunicxte:

Muse: Ҡᗋі

“How much money do you want to bet I can get this in the recycling bin from here?” Kai questioned, tossing the empty water bottle back and forth between his hands as he eyed the distance; it was a good twenty feet at least, but that wouldn’t stop him from trying.

in the dance studio nothing was fun and games for claudia, it was a time for her to work her ass off and immaturity and distractions were not needed while she was doing that. doing her splits and stretches before she danced kai came in, and she knew immediately this would not be a successful practice. “none.”

#excommunicxte

selfdestructiive:

“I know. My mouth produces explosive results when I suck and b l o w.”

“...is that cigarette humor?”

#shes too innocent for this shit #selfdestructiive

babvdolls:

frankie blushed as she acknowledged the candy, a small chuckle escaping his lips as he wiped his foot against the floor, sweeping the colorful candy away from them. “oh, i’m sure it is. i mean, how else are they going to force into buying scissors? or, maybe, they do it so they can charge us more for that ‘easy to open’ packaging. ” he said, popping one of the remaining candies in the package into his mouth before extending his arm. “want some?” frank offered with a small smile.

she felt a relief and nervousness at the same time; relief her attempt at conversation didn’t fail and nervousness because she now had to talk to someone. interaction was far from her strong suit, and her typically introverted nature made that harder. “you could make a video on that, you could get famous for it real quick.” she teased, she herself wasn’t one for conspiracy theories but she had heard the fame they now had. “oh, no thank you.” she gave a weak smile and a hand indicating no.

#babvdolls

hvrtins:

❝ — ‘ yeah something like that ’ she finished shaking what every she thought had been crawling on her.

claudia wished she had ignored it, walked away, never spoken at all. so easily embarrassed the girl was unsure what to say, but attempted to keep the conversation going anyway (much to her own dismay). “how scary, i’d scream too if i thought a spider or something was on me.”

#hvrtins

hvrtins:

❝ — she shrieked at the feeling she had just experienced ‘ i swear something just crawled on me ‘ she said looking around and wiping down her arms and body to get what ever she thought, though there was nothing, off her body.

claudia heard a piercing shriek and instinct told her to move towards it, and her mind went wild at the thoughts of what the scream could mean. ‘another murder, a body?’, her mind questioned. she signed when she realized it was nothing, giggling at herself. “like a bug or something?”

#hvrtins

babvdolls:

“goddamn it.” frankie muttered under his breath, watching as his skittles exploded from the pack, flying everywhere around him, including the face of the person nearest to him. “sorry ‘bout that.” he said, trying to hold back the laughter at his own clumsiness. “they make these packages such a pain to open it’s almost like they don’t want us to eat.”

claudia was sitting down with a book in her hand, rereading pride and prejudice for the...she didn’t even know how many times she had read it. when reading she tended to immerse herself in the world, ignore everything else and glue herself to the book, and while she thought nothing could take her out of her trance she felt something small hit her face and fall on her lap. looking down at what seemed to be a skittle and back up to the owner she realized he was speaking to her. “it’s fine.” she mumbled, her shyness always getting in the way of her social skills. “yeah, must be a conspiracy theory.” she attempted a joke, but was more worried she embarrassed herself.

#babvdolls

#ooc

hey yall it’s ya home girl karina also helenas mun but they are total opposites?? kinda ?? okay i’m horrible with intros but love me and my characters anyway…this is claudia and there is more abt her under the cut and like this if you wanna plot!!

#val:intro

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