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{ archie }:

Archie’s eyes had focused on Diana from far away. He knew she was back in town and was planing to give her a call or even drop by her office with some coffee and muffins later, but the chance to talk to her as a way to start his day had seemed heaven sent… Until he saw the incident going down. He quickened his pace and reached her, handing her a couple of napkins he’d been carrying with his breakfast baggie. “It’s barely noticeable.” He assured her. “At least to me, but then again, that might also have to do with how happy I am to see your face again.” He confessed with a small smile. “How was the trip? Or shall I say trips?”

She sneered at the girl staring at her with wide eyes, occasionally glancing down at the stain. With a roll of her eyes, Diana waved the girl away, only to turn and see Archie with a few napkins. “Thanks.” The word was short, but she quickly reminded herself not to misplace her anger, so she took the napkins and offered a tiny smile in return. “They were nice, actually, but I do have to admit that it’s a little nice to be back.” She finished dabbing at her skirt and looked up at him again. “And how is the shop doing?”

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{ lucien }:

“Allow me.” Lucien’s teeth were already grinding at the sheer display of disrespect towards his sister. He didn’t recall how fast he walked over to the scene– nor if he had looked at both sides of the street before he crossed it; at the moment, all he knew is that he had taken Diana’s drink out of her hand and had emptied the contents over the head of the man. “I strongly suggest you disappear before I take the option away from you.” He hissed out, immediately calming down as he turned to look at the woman. “Terribly sorry about your beverage, darling sister; if you would join me, I will replace it.”

“Truly, Luc, I appreciate the sentiment, but did you need to waste my drink as well?” Diana sighed, glaring at him a moment before shaking her head. No matter if she was annoyed that her latte was now a hat for the rude man, she hadn’t even had the chance to take a sip of it yet. “You are certainly going to replace it--you know how cranky i can be without my caffeine.” She linked her arm through his and led him back inside the cafe. “But since you had to rescue me as a way of seeing me for the first time in months, I will take this moment to ask you how you’ve been?”

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{ arista }:

Arista had been passing by when she saw the man bump into the dark-haired woman. She saw him start to stumble his way through trying to make up for the spill, pulling up napkins, so she swooped in between the two. “I really think it would be better for you not to do that,” she spoke - continuing until he walked away. She turned to the woman and offered a small smile. “I live right around the corner, I can get that stain out in ten minutes if you want.”

Her gaze darted to the girl as she stepped in front of her, her head tilting as she watched the man walk away. “Impressive. Usually I have to strike fear into them before they leave me alone.” Diana studied her for a moment before deciding that having her help would be easier than going home across town to change. “I suppose I can let you try.”

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Diana spent the last few weeks travelling the world, alternating between vacations and formal dinners meant to make sure the law firm’s clients were happy with how their cases were handled. It was easy work--her mother had always taught her how to twist her words so that people hear what they want to hear. Though, nearly two months away from her apartment was too much, and she was happy to have spent the night in her own bed, not having to speak with anyone. The next morning was another story as she didn’t have anything to eat or any coffee to brew, so she had to set out on the town to buy what she’d need for the week. Diana was leaving the cafe, ready to head to the grocery store when someone bumped into her, causing a little spillover from the top of her cup on to her dress. “You are lucky this dress is dark,” she seethed, looking down at the emerald dress now hiding the coffee stain. “It’s Dior.”

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{ lucien }‌:

“Darling sister, oh how have I missed you.” He said with a slight roll of his eyes, not waiting for an invitation to sit down at her table before shooting her a sincere smile. “With such a warm greeting, I take you had a most marvelous time abroad?” Lucien wondered, breaking off a little piece of Diana’s scone to eat. “Hm, I did not remember these were decent.”

“Dear brother,” she responded, her voice carrying a bit of a mocking tone. “I indeed did have a marvelous time abroad, but i abhor being back and having to work and live among imbeciles.” Diana glared at him as he stole a bit of her scone, but she could never truly be mad at him. “And I do not remember you lacking such manners, though I suppose I can forgive you.”

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{ cornelia }‌:

Cornelia looked up from her laptop, carefully re-arranging her hair around her face when she head the slightly familiar voice. She turned just in time to see the creppy young man scurrying away. She offered Diana a small smile. “Good morning!” She commented, moving to stare back at her computer. After a moment she added. “And thank you for that, I’ve seen him around before. Apparently staring at people, especially women, is a fun little habit of his.”

Diana watched the young man running away, keeping her face in a scowl until he was out of sight. Once he had, she turned to look at the blonde with a look that was somewhat reminiscent of a fond look, though she wouldn’t call it that. “I love nothing more than scaring away unnecessarily creepy people. Especially those who can’t even stand up to a little confrontation.” Diana rolled her eyes before picking up her coffee again. “How have you been, Cornelia? Other than the creepy men staring at you?”

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{ archie }‌:

He had ben slightly aprehensive of how things would go, he himself hated any type of surprise since he was a kid and his life had changed completely because of a “surprise”. But he also couldn’t stay away much longer, he’d missed being around Diana and he was sure it showed, but he didn’t mind. His eyes brightened at her reply, a smalls smile on his face as he sat down in the offered chair. “I must see it’s lovely to see you again and I’m very flattered to hear that.” He admitted, placing the coffees on the table. “And I brought coffee.”

The small smile on her face was likely the widest she had smiled since she could remember. True, she was never one to enjoy surprises--she was a planner, she knew that planning something meant that less could go wrong and less blame would be put on her. Even then, she was thankful for the distraction from her work. “I very well couldn’t allow you to sit in the lobby,” Diana said, raising an eyebrow. “Surrounded by lawyers? They’re basically sharks looking for their next kill and you are sharkbait, Archie.” Her smile morphed into a smirk as she said the words. “Plus, I get free coffee out of it. Am I right to assume you had a free morning?”

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{ nellie }‌:

“I– I really didn’t mean…” Nellie was shaken out of her brief stupor as the smile fell from her face; she had gotten too carried away by focusing on the, now completely vanished figure not before her, that she hadn’t realized her eyes were actually piercing through thin air to land on the woman in the next table. “I’m sorry I startled you.” She spoke in a thin, embarrassed voice, tucking her hair behind her ears as her eyes fell on the open journal on her table.

“No, of course you didn’t mean,” she said, letting out a tiny scoff as she watched the other girl. After just a moment of silently studying her, Diana tilted her head and spoke again. “You will not be respected by others if you continually apologize and try to make yourself invisible, girl.”

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Diana didn’t hate being in Costa Serena, she quite enjoyed it actually, but it did take a bit of re-acclimating when she’d been off traveling. Coffee shops on the island did little to compare to the cafes in France, or the beautiful architecture in Prague. However, Diana did have a favorite coffee shop in town and made sure she stopped by on her first day back and enjoyed a latte and scone, sitting among the other tables on the patio. She was a few sips into her latte when she noticed someone near by, causing her to raise an eyebrow and look over at them. “Unless you have something important to say, I suggest you turn your attention elsewhere.”

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{ archie }‌:

His hand was holding onto the portable cup holder a lot harder than it was necessary, but it was a way for Archie to let out some of the tension inconspicuously. He normally didn’t like doing unplanned visits but he’d thought just doing a coffee run wouldn’t be that bad, if Diana was busy he’d just leave her coffee with her, hopefully make her morning a little bit brighter. He knocked on the door, still relieved the secretary had let him pass fairly easily. “Sorry to interrupt.”

@darling-tremaine

Diana had been gone for a few days for business trips, so it was a bit bittersweet to be back again. She was stuck in her office reading through a case she’d been assigned that morning, though she wished she could be reading it halfway across the world on a balcony in Prague. Even if the view from her office was amazing. She had just focused back on the folder in front of her when she heard the knock and looked up, expecting it to be a coworker waiting to be yelled at to talk to her secretary. “Archie,” she said, her features relaxing as she realized who it was. “I suppose I should have known it was you--my secretary was instructed not to let anyone besides you or my bosses in without an appointment. Join me?” Diana gestured to the seat across from her.

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{ clarissa }‌:

“For people like us, there never has to be a reason but knowing you, there is one.” Clarissa laughed at the reaction she got from Diana, and although it was scary, she did not back down. Her phone was in her hands. “Well, would you look at that? I touched your phone and I will be keeping it with me until the day ends.”

Diana glared at her friend and was tempted to reach for her phone, but she wasn’t going to clamor for her phone like a school kid when she was just going to keep it turned off. “I will allow this because we are in public and I do not believe in creating a scene.” Pushing her sunglasses back up the bridge of her nose, she leaned back against her chair, sighing and lowering her voice. “My coworkers are idiots and I had a fight with my mother. I know it’s moronic, but I preferred to turn my phone off than have to answer another one of her calls.”

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{ archie }‌:

Spending time with Diana usually came with this certain feeling that Archie had grown to cherish, a feeling of not knowing exactly what to expect, since the woman always seemed so put together and polished and strong, it left him with a desire to find out more. It was part of why he loved talking to her, but this conversation in particular was making him a little squeamish, although the idea of them traveling together had excited him. “Umm, yes well. The thing is… I used to travel a lot with my adoptive parents when I was younger.” He explained, it was not something he usually shared with anyone. “They own shareholdings in some international companies and I’d tag along to their business trips.” He explained, taking a sip of his drink before continuing. “Once I graduated I started working to be economically independent, so I don’t travel much nowadays.” He smiled. “Unless it’s to visit them back home.”

Diana tilted her head, her eyes narrowing just slightly as he paused. She was not trying to read his body language, but it was something she did often to asses the other lawyers in the room during a case. She set her wine back down on the table, her gaze moving from his for just a brief moment before it was back. She wanted to give this conversation her attention. “My brother, sister, and I did the same,” she said with a small smirk. Of course they had their own history of going on these trips and fighting with their mother, but she wasn’t going to add that. “I doubt that you’ve lost that sense of adventure, but...” Diana glanced over him, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “Maybe you just need an excuse to get away from this somewhat mundane little island.”

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{ clarissa }‌:

“And the reason for her presence today is?”, Clarissa asked as she crossed her legs. “Something terrible must have happened if you are willing to be here instead of somewhere that is more your style. If you really want to have a day of peace and freedom, give me your phone.”

“Does there have to be a reason?” Diana looked at her friend from over her sunglasses, one eyebrow raising. “If you even try to touch my phone, Clarissa, there will be hell to pay. It may be off and in my bag, but I will not be giving it over to anyone.”

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{ archie }‌:

“You definitely would. Nice catch, you spared yourself the humiliation of having your joke turned over to you.” Archie teased her with a soft smile. He hoped he hadn’t overstepped with that joke or anything else, and he threw quick glances at her as he waited to see what came next. “There’s a nice pub nearby. They’ve got descent food and good cocktails, and it must be quite empty at this hour.” He guessed. He couldn’t explain why, but the idea of her coming out in the middle of the throng of people, in the middle of the day, to get a corndog seemed incredibly endearing to him. “I’m sure you more than deserve it.” He said, pulling out a bill to pay it for her. “Allow me to treat you to it.”

She spared one more look his way before turning to order a corndog from the stand, but before she could grab her wallet, his hand appeared next to her with a bill. There was a matter of pride that told her not to be indebted to someone, but another part of her told her to accept it, that she’d be able to pay him back eventually. “Thank you,” Diana said with a small smile. She only turned away when the man handed her the corndog, which she took thankfully before turning back to Archie. “Lead the way to this infamous pub you speak up. I do hope their wine list is as good as your recommendation.”

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{ archie }‌:

Archie smiled, the covnersation was making his heart move a little faster than usual, the idea of a trip, or more, together sounding a lot more attractive than he’d thought it would. The nerves that had plagued him at first seemed to be almost completely gone by now. His eyes twinkled as he looked straight at her. “I do. I used to travel quite a lot with my parents, but it’s been a while since that. I would very much love to get to make that a habit again with you.”

She was not one to back down from a challenge, so when he looked her in the eye, she didn’t shy away. Diana was not a coy, flirty girl. However, something about him made her nervous in a way she had never been before. She shoved that feeling down, adamant that he would not make a giggly school-girl out of her. “You used to travel with your parents?” Her head tilted to one side, taking note of his used of the past-tense and wondering about the family he came from. Taking a quick sip of her wine, she continued. “What prevents you from traveling now?”

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{ clarissa }‌:

“It’s too early in the day for a cranky Diana.” Clarissa rolled her eyes but took the vacant seat next to her anyway. “Did you not look at yourself in the mirror this morning? The look on your face is enough to make them think that they cannot do that. My presence here won’t change that.” She placed her shades on and made herself comfortable. “So, why are you here?”

“Well, ‘cranky Diana’ as you put it is all you will be getting today, my dear Clarissa.” She didn’t miss the way the other’s eyes rolled, but she elected to ignore it for now. “This was the best excuse to get out of the house while not having to talk to anyone or answer the phone. I cannot believe I am even insinuating that I have turned off my phone.”

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{ hopper }‌:

“That depends.” He replied as he pocketed a handful of cash into the pockets of his hoodie; as folded as the bills were, it was still noticeable something was about to burst from the fabric. “You’ve seen anyone running through here the past five minutes?” Hopper looked at the girl with a forced, amiable expression. The last thing he needed was to be in the way of a snitch.

She looked the man up and down, taking in his appearance. A hoodie on a beach, a somewhat forced-approachable look on his face, he was the kind of person she often worked with. The kind of person who was usually up to no good. Diana glanced over his shoulder for a moment before answering. “No, I have not, but I have a feeling you are running from someone, so standing out in the open will not do you well.”

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