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“I’m staring at you because you have something in your teeth and I’ve been debating on whether I should bother telling you or just let you go on about your day with it. Guess you made the decision for me.”
“Oh, fuck” Georgia yanked her phone out of her pocket, studied herself in the reflection and turned way to wipe her teeth clean. “Thank you for telling me.. even if I did have to ask”
“They still haven’t fixed their wifi?” Holden nodded as he looked at her.”Yes we have computers here you can follow me ma`am.”He said with a smile.
“Apparently not” Georgia sighed. “Oh, great. Thank you. Do I need, like, a library card to use it? ‘Cause I’m new here and I don’t have one of those”
Uhhh
I hate this damn job
“I don’t remember asking for your life story but okay? That sucks for you”
It was once again one of those slow days where almost nobody went to the library,Holden was just wandering through the store adjusting some of the book which werent placed properly,it was then that he heard a voice,he quickly turned around with a smile as he walked over to the other person.”Hello can i help you?”
Georgia looked around to greet the owner of the voice. “Do you have computers here? The hotel wifi really sucks, my phone is broken and I haven’t checked my twitter in days”
“Sorry, I didn’t notice. I’m a bit tired.” He shook his head, offering her a tired smile. “I’ll leave you in peace. I don’t want to be in the way.”
“It’s fine, I’m not going to make you get up and leave. Just, like, look around the room a little more instead of straight at me. Unless it’s the food you’re staring at in which case, firstly I’m offended because I’m much prettier and secondly, you can have it if you really want it”
Although she was aware that reading and walking at the same time was a recipe for disaster, Lily found herself too engrossed in the piece of paper she held in her hands to care. Studied the doctor’s note and the date of her appointment with great concentration, it wasn’t surprising that she didn’t see the upcoming trashcan and instead smacked right into it. “Fuck” she called out as she tumbled to the ground, the letter falling down beside her.
“What the -” Georgia called out as she watched the girl collide with the trash can, standing staring for much too long before she ran over to help. “Are you alright” she held back a laugh, always having found people falling over to be funnier than she should have. “I'm pretty sure you’re supposed to put rubbish in the bin, not walk right into it”
Though Angelo never had an issue drinking, he didn’t visit bars that often. Usually it was in celebration of something, or if he had hit such a low that alcohol seemed to be the only cure. But this… he wasn’t sure. He wasn’t feeling shitty. He was actually feeling better than usual, and he didn’t like it. He wanted to do something stupid. Something that forced him back into his usual mood. That’s how he found himself finishing off his drink and glancing over at whoever happened to be sitting beside him. “Tell me,” he started, placing his arm on the bar table, “come here often?”
Deciding to take a break from the hotel bar, Georgia found herself wound up in another in town. Turning around at the sound of a voice, Georgia smiled. She had been a little disappointed by the lack of attention she had received so far tonight and so was thrilled to be finally getting some. “Actually, no. And I might have to reconsider staying much longer if that’s the best chat up line you’ve got”
“I don’t know if you’re intentionally staring at me or you’re just in a daze and happen to be looking in my direction but I can’t eat with your eyes on me like that”
“Well? Let’s get one, then!” he suggested, smirking.
“Alright. Just one! I have so much work to do this weekend”
“You - I-” Phoebe’s brow furrowed in surprise, taken back by the response. She hadn’t quite adapted a taste for off humor like that, leaving her unsure of how to respond other than let out a nervous laugh. “Oh, yes! I do,” she said, smiling and reaching into her purse again, fumbling around in it for a minute before pulling out a business card. “You can come in any time you want. We’re still building up business, so we’re not the busiest of places, but I can promise you won’t be disappointed,” she said, glancing at her hair. “I can do that, sure! Whenever you want. Even right now. I’m just going to open up, so if you’re not busy…”
Taking the card, Georgia glanced at it for a second before turning her attention back to the girl in front of her. “Thank god. I went to a salon I found just outside of town and they made my hair brassy and just did the total opposite to what I asked them for. It was a literal nightmare. But, I mean judging from the fact that your hair looks good, I’ll trust that you know what you’re doing. Um..” She looked down at her watch. “Sure. I have time now”
“Karl Who?” she asked, assuming he was some kind of a designer she’s never heard of. “Do you sew your own clothes and stuff?”
“Lagerfeld” Georgia repeated, her disbelief evident in her tone of voice. “He’s the head designer for Chanel and Fendi, as well as having his own fashion label, he’s a total genius. Occasionally but I tend to just prefer buying pieces and styling them together to actually making them myself”
Owen laughed. “Fair enough. You sound like you need a drink, honestly.”
“I always need a drink" Georgia corrected him with a girlish giggle.
“Do you design clothes? See, I’m terrible at anything handy or artistic. I couldn’t draw to save my life, not to mention design something,” Mia laughed.
“Not professionally but in the privacy of my own bedroom, yes. I’m no Karl Lagerfeld but I figure everyone needs some sort of creative outlet”
Lisette let out a small breath of relief. “Th-thanks. I-I wouldn’t have d-done it if I didn’t r-really need it so.. Th-thank you.”
“Don’t sweat it. I’ve been caught in much more comprising positions”
Looking up at the question, Zoey shrugged. “Sometimes people get angry over various things. It’s not just… cupcakes. Maybe I just trigger it, that’s all.” Raising her eyebrow slightly at the order, Zoey made no other indication that she found fault with the words and immediately nodded as she went about to collect them. “Um… alright. Packaged together or separately…?”
“That’s ridiculous. You’re cute as a button, I don’t see why you’d ever trigger people’s anger” Georgia assured her, a friendly smile sent in the girl’s direction. “Together will do. I was joking, by the way. About the not being hungry thing. They’re not all for me, they’re for my study group”
“Oh my god,” Evan choked out between the laughter that burst from him upon hearing the joke. He was rolling his eyes but still far too amused to do anything more than laugh for a minute. Finally, catching his breath, he looked up at her again. “Beautiful. Ten out of ten. Best pick up line of the century.”
“Good, right? See, all you need to do is put on a nurse uniform and you’re provided with entertainment for life. I highly recommend it”
“Oh yeah! The costumers are amazing, it’s incredible what they can do sometimes,” she smiled.
“You’re so lucky to be around the designers like that. I always saw myself going down that sort of path but I guess it just didn’t really work out for me”
