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❛ i'm sorry i can't save the world, i don't want any part in that . i just want to be remembered in a way where i can mean everything to one person, and save them for all the insecurities this world has created.❜ Viva Las Vegas

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scarlett-singh:

Scarlett stopped for a moment to look at the other woman and give her idea some thought. ”Well–” Before she could reply, their dilemma was solved, thanks to modern technology. The corners of her lips only lifted in a slight smile. “Someone seems to think so, yes,” she said in surrender, shaking her head. “Where is this world going. –What I liked about Vegas were its endless possibilities. Opportunities.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for bars, but also give me some art to look at and try to figure it out. I suppose an art cafe would be nice as well, solve all of my problems.”

“Right? I mean, bars are great when you’re in the mood for them. But I, for one, can’t really fully relax in a bar setting as opposed to a coffee shop or art gallery, you know?” Liv commented with a smile and a quick shrug. “Is there an art cafe around? I’m sure there is but I...don’t think I’ve seen any. Or rather, I may not have paid attention to my surroundings.” Which would probably be the case, given how focused she was most of the time on getting from point A to point B quickly.  

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Ophelia had her headphones on as she paced through the crowd, the beats blasting into her ears at an ungodly volume. She remained oblivious to her surroundings, just needing to get from point A to point B on a rare outing away from the gym. Continuing on, her body swerved, turned, and occasionally shoved through people — that was until she felt the smallest tug on her clothing from behind. Confused, O stopped and turned to look who it was, only to see a tiny hand holding on to her tank top. Her knitted brows went away, allowing her lips to form a smile. She may have been in a bad mood, but wasn’t gonna take it out on this kid. She looked to the mom, who was working to free the grip and apologizing, with a wider smile to show she wasn’t angry. “ You don’t need to say you’re sorry. Seems someone just has a case of the grabby hands. “ Her gaze turned back to the girl in the woman’s grasp. “ What’s her name? “

“Grabby hands, always. Permanent condition with this little one,” Olivia responded with a light laugh, relived she was as understanding. Hoisting the toddler up and looking at her with a grin she repeated her question. “Hmm...what’s your name?” Liv asked the little only to get a giggle and quick burrow into her neck before she prompted her with a light tickle to the side wanting to show her to be assertive and answer when spoken to even at a young age. A small, clear voice answered a quick ‘Eva’ with a proud smile. Chuckling a bit herself, Olivia turned to the woman with a grin, “Eva, who loves to stop people on who are on their way somewhere,” she said at the same time the two year old asked the woman in a tone a bit louder ‘yours?’. 

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Who’s hand writing replies when she’s supposed to be working on deadlines at work? THIS GIRL. Because my mind is swirling with country condition reports and applications that I need a break!

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"Please pick up, please pick up...” Olivia muttered a little chant as she scrolled through her phone and selected Zion’s number. She knew it wasn’t an inconvenience to ask him to look after Eva, the little ball of sunshine was a Daddy’s girl through and through, but she knew he also had his own things going on. It was just a bit of a tough situation she was in, no babysitter available on such short notice when the restaurant called to ask, more so demand, she show up to a catering event because they were a pastry chef short. When she heard his voice on the other end of the line, she paused her pacing and sighed a bit. “Hey, sorry to bother you know. You’re probably busy but I need a huge favor and whatever you want in return, yours.” Liv knew she was babbling, jumping straight to why she’d called but adding too much detail out of worrisome habit. 

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lucyxparker:

Lucy flung away the coffee dripping from her fingers. There was light sting from the burning hot liquid still lingering on her arms. “Thanks,” she mumbled as she took her empty mug. People was rushing past her, and she was waiting for someone else to run into her. “I don’t think I want anything else after this. I guess this is what I get for trying to rush all over the place. I should probably just go back home before anything else happens to me.”

“What you’re gonna let a little coffee put you down?” He asked with a soft smile trying to soften the situation. Days just started off bad from the get-go, he understood that. “That’s what annoying ‘the sun is shining, it’s a brand new day’ optimists say, no?” He questioned an air of joking to his words. “Come on, you looked like you were dead set on your way somewhere, really gonna just say screw that and book it home?”

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dominicbianchi:

“oh really?” dom smiled at the girl and folded his arms. he gave the girl a quick once over and wondered what she was doing on her own on a night like this. she was certainly pretty, and seemed to have a sweet enough personality. “if it’s so exceptional, why don’t you take me now?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “I mean if you’re not otherwise occupied of course.” 

Sophie’s head titled to the side as she grinned at the man, pursing her lips. She didn’t have to work that night and she certainly had nothing planned. “On one condition,” she started, “you gotta tell me your name.” The brunette chuckled as she finished her piece, smile widening minutely. Common sense would dictate not to go to dark parks at night with strangers, much like the true crime podcasts she loved so much, but Sophie liked to do as she pleased and always had her ‘rose-tinted glasses’ on.

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vincemesser:

She was right, he could smell it within a few seconds. The gas was different than the oils left around his garage, indicating something was wrong with the fuel tank. A small chuckle escaped the back of his throat as he shook his head, “Not sure I know a Jimmy, but tell him thanks for the reference.” He moved closer to the Honda Civic before noticing the leakage come from the bottom of the vehicle. “Somethin’s wrong with your fuel tank. Probably a hole, like you think. It’s easily fixable,” Hell, he could do it within an hour if he had the parts for it. “I might have to replace the gas tank, which shouldn’t be too long. I can get the parts from a guy I know.” He nodded. Jesus, Vince, you didn’t even look at the car yet. But, he’d been doing this since he was a teenager, he knew too much about shit like this to give a crap. His guess was probably the answer. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you walk away knowin’ there’s a chance of such a title.”

“Well Jimmy does like to talk about people like he knows them, so there’s that,” Liv said with a laugh as she nodded her head when he spoke about her car. Easily fixable, that was a weight off her shoulders. “Oh, oh that’s great.” If it were just her she wouldn’t be too worried about getting it fixed fast, it wouldn’t be the first time she resorted to public transit, but she wasn’t too comfortable taking Eva on a bus. And she wasn’t going to lie, she was damn impressed he didn’t even look at the car before telling her what was wrong with it or what needed fixing. ‘A good mechanic just knows’ is what her father would always say back home. “Perfect,” she said with a smile. “I’ll just be known as the one who somehow got a hole in her fuel tank. Because really, how does that even happen?” Olivia joked huffing a laugh. “I can wait around, if you need to work on something else. I know it’s a first come, first serve thing. 

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“Wait a minute…” the brunette murmured to herself, a slight surprise causing her to come to a halt in front of the bar with an extremely tacky name. Confusion written all over her face, her gaze lifted and a finger as well, pointing to the neon sign. When she addressed a person near-by, her voice was pensive, she couldn’t help it. “There… Used to be a quaint little art gallery here, didn’t there?”

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Pausing as the woman spoke, Olivia tilted her head to the side at her question. She honestly hadn’t really paid much attention to her surroundings, as horrible as it sounds, and she couldn’t remember the last time she saw the art gallery still there. “I -- yeah. I bought a few pieces for my home there. It’s...maybe they moved?” she asked moving back to stand next to her and fishing for her phone to look up the gallery on Facebook only to see the apologetic status written months ago stating their closing. “Because Las Vegas needs another bar,” she hummed with a light laugh. 

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Despite Cecilia being younger than herself, Olivia held onto the girl’s friendship tightly. She’d been one of the first people she met in Las Vegas, rooming with her when her own housing plans fell through. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for her to reach out to the younger girl when she needed a breath of fresh air. “Sissy!” The brunette exclaimed as soon as her eyes landed on Cecilia, ignoring the annoyed looks her enthusiastic shout in the diner she’d suggested. “You are a sight for sore eyes, you know that? All I’ve seen the past few days are Peppa Pig and my coworkers,” Liv said with a laugh as the woman got closer to her and she took the opportunity to stand and open her arms up for her.

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           The tug on her messenger caused the woman to turn around on the defensive. She’d never been a fan of crowd and thieves were definitely one of the reasons why.  Gianna looked down at the little culprit and laughed softly. “Hi, sweetie.” When the girl’s mother apologized she found herself shaking her head. “No, it’s fine. Really.”

Relief flooded Olivia’s features; she’d honestly expected the person to lash out and tell her to ‘get that kid on a leash’ as a certain rude person screeched to her once. “Apparently, someone really likes your bag.” Liv said with a laugh as she hoisted Eva up onto her hip, insisting she apologize for making her stop in her tracks to which the little girl mumbled out her own version of an apology. “Thank you for being so understanding. I swear, I thought I had energy...she clearly has me beat.” She said with a laugh. “I’m sorry if we distracted you from where you were headed.”

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     GIGGLES, SOFT AND freeing lingered on the redheads lips with ease as she regarded the woman for a moment. “ — yeah, and a dance teacher, well, for kids at least.” she smiled nodding quickly, “i mean, i work at mystic ink mainly, it’s pretty cool.” she shrugged. “you want to buy me dinner ? why ?” she questioned, her stomach clenching with warmth, she was fully capable of providing for herself, that much wasn’t hard to tell, however the thought that someone simply wanted to be her friend was heartwarming to say the least.

“Oh my goodness, a dance teacher to little kiddos. I can picture it already,” Soph exclaimed with a laugh, in her head picturing ballet but knowing it could very well be so many more types of dances she could teach. “Absolutely.” Sophie nodded her head assertively. “Because, you’re already my friend,” she proclaimed again with a grin. “And if you’re buying me a pallet, it’s the least I could do. Seriously. I don’t know what says friendship more than that.” The brunette lilted happily. It wasn’t like she couldn’t take her out and she was always one to invite people she knew or semi-knew either out to dinner, drinks or dancing. It was her way of bonding. 

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dominicbianchi:

dom turned to the source of the voice aimed at him and he laughed, giving the brunette a friendly nod. “you’re probably right. i just couldn’t help myself.” he sighed and folded his arms, glancing around. “sometimes this city surprises me with how beautiful it is. you know, despite the rushing tourists.”

“When you look past all of the hustle and bustle, it is a beautiful city - that you are right about,” Sophie’d had that realization many a times when leaving the Palomino Club in the wee hours of the morning where even the most enthusiastic tourists and locals were fast asleep. “If you’ve never been to Exploration park and gotten to the top, that’s one thing I definitely recommend. Especially at night, view of everything. 

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Lucy was running late as usual. She was shoving the rest of her clothes in the duffel bag draped over her shoulder. “Get out of my way,” she mumbled as she pushed past people on the strip. She held her mug full off coffee over her head to avoid spilling it on anyone. She didn’t need any angry Las Vegans this early. Somehow, she managed to find a break in the crowd. “Move it!” she snapped at anyone who happened to get in her way. She could see the door to the studio just a few feet ahead. She stopped for a moment to zip her bag. As soon as she glanced down, someone slipped past her and bumped her shoulder. Her drink slipped from her hands and clattered on the sidewalk. “Fuck me,” she said a little too loudly. “This is the last thing I need this morning.”

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Raul winced as he witnessed the liquid fall from over the young woman’s head, his own skin prickling knowing the burning of it was the worst. Walking briskly towards her, he gave people light pushes to deter them from walking into her out of their own obliviousness. “Hey, make some space will you?” He asked as people still bristled past her. He crouched to pick up her now empty mug and hand it to her. “I’d offer you something else but I’m sure nothing’s going to alleviate that sting of the burn,” he said with a wince. 

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“No, no! Eva, let’s not run off...” she spoke to the 2-year-old as the child struggled and tugged to free her hand. “We’re going to get a popsicle, it’s not far.” Olivia said trying to appease and entertain a bored toddler while navigating the crowds. Unbeknownst to her, Eva had already gotten a hold of a passerby’s belongings and yanked causing them to stagger as Olivia felt the bit of a tug herself making her snap her attention back to her daughter rather than the crowds. “Jesus Christ...This girl’s going to give me a run for my money. I’m sorry,” she mumbled the former to herself, speaking louder at the latter as she worked on prying her child’s hand from the stranger’s clothing. 

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WE SHOULD ALL BE FEMINISTS

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zoe took a deep breath and nodded at the sound of AC and popsicles. “god, tell me about it.” she looked over to the girl and smiled brightly. “i mean, i’m trying to do the whole green thing since work isn’t so far from my apartment but dear god i’m losing my mind here.” she paused and smiled a little. “i’m zoe, by the way. i feel like i’ve seen you around these parts before but i can never be too sure. sometimes i think the heat is making me delirious.” 

Olivia laughed and shook her head. “Well props to you because my carbon footprint is through the roof,” she commented and shrugged her shoulder slightly. “You probably have, more than likely with boxes and boxes of pastries,” Liv affirmed her suspicions. “I’m Olivia by the way and if you’d like, my car’s A/C is in tip-top shape and I have no problem giving you a ride.” 

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With a hard case on her hands and a long day and night behind her back, it was hard for Vera to concentrate for more than a couple of hours. Deciding to call it a day, the blonde headed to one of the many bars in Las Vegas —– her usual one —— and ordered herself a drink, the same one that she drank at the end of a rough day: a cold, nice beer (and bourbon when days had been specially rough) that she was going to enjoy on her own. Or at least, that’s what she thought. Not even two sips in, and a drunken patron was already getting on her last nerves, getting far too close for her liking —– without missing a beat, Vera used what she had learned on the first day of her training and twisted the man’s arm behind his back. “No means no, you pea brained prick.” Her tone was threatening as she whispered in the man’s ear. “Leave me alone.” Vera demanded before she let him go, pushing him away before letting out an exasperated sigh, shaking her head —– God, she hated having people’s attention set on her. Backstage was more her thing, no eyes on her. “Idiot.” The blonde spoke to whoever was near enough, letting out a scoff, trying to defuse the situation.

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Sitting beside Vera, they’d mostly been silent - he nursed his drink, trying to keep his headache to a minimum although the constant catcalls directed at her were enough to spurt it on even more. Vera could handle herself, he wasn’t going to inject himself into her situation unless the drunken fool really pushed his luck with her then he had absolutely no problem interfering. Though, he was seconds from snapping at the man himself just to get his headache under control. But just as he already knew, his assistance wasn’t needed. “Handled that like a champ,” Raul mentioned hiding his smile behind the glass of whiskey paused just on his lips. And he couldn’t keep his soft chuckle to himself as the drunk man looked at Vera dumbfounded that he’d been bested by her. He wisely stumbled back to his seat and Raul could swear he saw the man’s ego deflate before his eyes. “I wish I could’ve recorded that because that was quite literally made my day 10 times better,” he joked knowing that Vera was not too keen on the spotlight.