spoilt princess

my dad's the mayor

[elisemckenna]

stable doors.

Elise glanced over to the stable from her place at Che’s door. She had seen the the man earlier but hadn’t made the move to say hello, a little apprehensive to talk to him. She wasn’t used to this, the whole being nervous thing, but who could blame her when Charlie was the equivalent to a god? She patted the appaloosa on the neck, smiling up at the gelding when he nuzzled at her cheek and whispered some words to him about how good and how great he was. When she glanced back towards where Charlie’s horse was housed, the man in question was opening the door to the stable and stepping inside. Should she go over there? Make an effort? Despite how bitchy she had come across, he was the first and only guy that still gave her the time of day, he seemed to be so genuine.

With a nudge on the shoulder from her faithful companion, she made her way over to the stable, folding her arms on the top as she looked into the area. “Hey stranger, long time no see. I was starting to think maybe the cold had got to you after all,”  she teased with a small smile, hoping he’d be happy to talk to her for a while.

[elisemckenna]

[elisemckenna]

Message: Elise <-> Charlie

Unsent: I'm shooting my shot

Elise: I've been thinking and honestly I think you should buy me a drink

Elise: Except this time we start sitting at the same table together rather than randomly sharing glances from opposite sides of the room

[elisemckenna]

charlesamcgill​:

“Your foot is holding my bag hostage,” Charlie repeated, starting to smile at the girl’s confusion. He hadn’t meant to put her phone call to an early end, he was sure she had more to say about the skills of her conversation partner or lack thereof, - he definitely hadn’t been eavesdropping -  but he needed his reference sheet. From his bag.

Elise glanced under her table and yep, her foot was on his bag, holding it hostage as he put it.”Oh shit, sorry,” she mumbled, lifting her foot up off of the bag. “I don’t know how that happened but... uhm... yeah, I will... repay you for that. Coffee?”

[elisemckenna]

charlesamcgill​:

“Well, it would be less awkward if you had listened because your foot is on the flap of my bag and effectively trapping it, miss”.

“Uh I’ll call you back,” she said to the person on the phone before she pulled the headphones out. The snarky response was on the tip of her tongue before she realised just how hot the man in front of her was. “Uh... sorry, what did you say?

[elisemckenna]

marcuskinsella​:

“People think I am hilarious. Something you can’t say about yourself I’m sure”

“I’m more offended at the fact that you think I really care what people think than I am about people not finding me funny.”

[elisemckenna]

marcuskinsella​:

“Do you know what an inside voice is”

“Do you know?”

“Do people think you’re funny? Like really. Serious question.”

[lydiamarthin]

[elisemckenna]

marcuskinsella​:

“It’s funny because it’s true. Missy, you’re sitting here alone with a face as long as a horse’s. You have no room to talk about lonely old man”

“I was literally on the phone before you decided to waltz over here, tree man. Seriously, do you know what an inside voice is?”

[elisemckenna]

marcuskinsella​:

“Damn, girl. Talking to yourself is already bad but getting so annoyed at yourself that you stop listening ? Rock bottom”

“Hah, you’re funny,” she started, hanging up her call and taking her headphones out, “Don’t you have lonely, depressed old men to serve?”

[katiemcmorgan]

if you had to murder someone in town tomorrow - who is it?

A few people could come to mind. The people working on my father’s site. Elise.

[elisemckenna]

Damn, boo, I’m honoured. I’d say the same but you’re not worth the jail time

[elisemckenna]

“I’m going to be honest with you. I stopped listening to what you were saying about ten minutes ago.”

[jordan-parrish]