charming as fuck

KATIA MONROY twenty-nine || journalist ❝ I'm not the prettiest you've ever seen. Not the flawless one, but on good days I am charming as fuck. ❞

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aainsworth:

Arthur furrowed his brows as he stood beside the brunette. He pursed his lips together and then shrugged. “This is what I get for accepting coming to your favorite coffee shop?” He joked, or at least, attempted to, but since he knew he wasn’t funny–not a single bit. As David kept telling him over and over. “I can show you to my favorite coffee shop… so long as you don’t tell anyone. I like the fact that it’s small and quiet.”

Katia heaved a frustrated sigh before looking at Arthur, narrowing eyes with slight head tilt. "In my defense, how was I supposed to know this would happen? I can assure it was the best coffee in town," she assured him with a confident grin. "It's not like I speak to that much people to reveal your secret place," she said with a chuckle. "Fine, I promise I won't tell anyone. I really hope the coffee is good over there."

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alexandrakings:

Alex wasn’t running late, in fact, she didn’t work on Saturdays, but she felt like making a quick run to one of her favorite coffee shops that happened to be near her office’s building and she was definitely counting on that cup of coffee, but, all of her good mood vanished when she noticed the ‘closed’ sign. “What the–” Alexandra practically groaned as she ran her fingers through her hair. “You’re feeling as broken as I am? Because I’m quite devastated right now.” She turned to the woman standing next to her and sighed. “There’s another really great coffee shop two blocks down if you’d interested.”

Katia nodded, still looking at the sign and also trying to think of all the coffee places close to that place. "I just find it so weird, I was here two days ago and it seemed okay. I don't know, I would assume someone would have warned the clients," she said, a tone of disappointment still lingering in her voice. She looked at the woman next to her as she mentioned another place, at this moment any suggestion was welcome. "Two blocks away? I guess I'll check it out. I need coffee to survive."

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levi-crxss:

“That sucks.” Levi exasperated to the woman. He also was fond of this particular coffee house and it seemed she felt the same way. Levi leaned to the window and trying to peer beyond the sign that said they were closed and rapped his knuckles against the glass in a light knock. “It might just be closed for a refurb?” he shrugged hopefully, turning back to her. “I dunno but I’m just gonna head to a Starbucks and wallow in their mediocre coffee and maybe buy some Ugg boots along the way.”

Katia shrugged, she had been to this same place just two days ago and nothing had been said or warned. "I certainly hope that's the case," she said, letting out a sigh. She couldn't help but crack a smile at his next comment, perhaps the only option was the Starbucks that was a couple of blocks away. "I'm sure those Ugg boots will look good on you," she joked, giving him a small smile. "Well, I suppose that at least for today we don't have another choice but to go to Starbucks."

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kevoneal:

“Dead Man Espresso has some of the best in the city.” he noted to the stranger. He was a little upset that this coffee shop by the station was closed but he preferred Dead Man instead. “There are always other alternatives in a big city like this. Surely this place isn’t the only place to get coffee right?”

"I don't think I've heard of it, but I'll check it out. Thanks." She smiled at the stranger, still feeling a bit upset that the owners of the place hadn't let anyone know otherwise she would have taken precautions. "Making good coffee is an art, or perhaps I'm just too picky. Plus, this one is close to my work."

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lachlan-rainey:

“There’s another coffee shop two streets away from here,” he offered, pointing at a direction. He was on his way back from class, stopping when he heard her. He figured, just judging from how she reacted to the closed sign, that maybe it was better that he didn’t keep walking. “I think they’re slightly cheaper than this one too. Not by much.”

Katia turned to look at the man, she didn't notice her comment had been audible enough for someone to actually stop and give her another suggestion. "Thank you," she said, looking at the way he was pointing and deciding to take a shot. "You got me at cheaper, if it's good then I guess I have found a new favorite place."

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diego-olmedillo:

Diego was walking down the street as he made his way back home when he saw a familiar face with a predicament he could understand and feel related too, he had been in her position “Have you tried at the small bakery’s down little Italy? Or you know there are restaurants that have great coffee, all Arabica and made in beautiful Italian’s machines”

"A bakery? Don't tempt me as I probably would end up eating a slice of cake," she told him with a slight smirk on her lips. "Italians machines? You really can't go wrong with anything Italian. I might go to one of those restaurants as I need to have lunch as well." 

[karlaosouzadaily]

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karlaosouzadaily:

Karla Souza for Cosmopolitan Mexico February 2016

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Katia stared at the place, hands on her hips as she read the sign on the front door. It had taken her months to find a decent place where buy coffee and now it was closed. "Are you kidding me?" she said under her breath, looking around to see if she could find somewhere else. "Where am I supposed to get my coffee now?"

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Chat to everyone

Diego: Hello so who's in for a bbq and some yummy Mexican food for this weekend?

Katia: Is like you read my mind?

Katia: I have to let you know i'm very picky when it comes to Mexican food. So you better make me proud

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thommoreaus:

“If I had a penny for every time I’ve heard Christmas mentioned already, I’d be able to finally buy that island I’ve been dreaming about.” 

"Is annoying isn't it?" she asked with a small smile. "I've seen Christmas decorations in the mall since October. The obsession over it is exhausting."

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erikabzovsky:

“I may have found this on someone’s doorstep. It may or may not have been a gift for them. I could have possibly walked away, but I also may have stolen it.” She scrunched up her nose in fake guilt. “Ah, what the hell, it’s five o’ clock somewhere.”

Katia squinted her eyes, doubting the woman's excuses. "You don't have to justify yourself for drinking at five o'clock," she said with a shrug. "Despite I don't judge you, I wouldn't reject a beer if you happen to have an extra one."

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thaddeus-smith:

“Tell me again how did I get so lucky to get a friend like you?”  Bringing the glass to his lips, he took a gulp from his drink. “Thanks, I think I needed to hear that for some reason.”  Chuckling, he shook his head, “I dunno, is anyone really ever ready to face a teenage girl?  I remember my sister and she was the absolute worse.  Well to my parents, she actually liked me.”

"I don't know. I suppose some people are blessed to have a friend like me," she laughed softly, playing with the edge of the glass. "Anytime you need those kinds of words, you know where to find me." Katia smiled at him. "Never. Teenagers girls are scary. Believe me, I was one of them." She chuckled. "At that age we always believe everything is our parents' fault."

[aainsworth]

“Ouch. “ Arthur winced a little, mostly out of pure fun, because he could read the joke in her words, at least he thought he had–and when the brunette confirmed his suspicions, he simply smiled. “So you’re saying that we’re not friends, then? I think that hurts me even more, Katia.” He moved one hand up and rubbed against his chest, as if trying to make the pain stop or at least soothe a little. Katia was one of the few people he knew he could call them ‘friends’. They didn’t come easy, they didn’t come cheap, but the few ones that Arthur did have, were very valuable to him. “Well, I’m glad you’ve decided to come. I know these places are the death of us, but come on… you look very beautiful in that dress. More than you always do. Anyone would be lucky to be able to spend the night with you.” And just as he realized that he had said something stupid, Arthur winced again, this time, really meaning it. He had already screwed things up with Katia, he didn’t want to keep doing so. “Sorry–I didn’t mean it like that. I meant spending time with you here.”

Okay, maybe he could use a drink… There was one in his hand that had probably become too warm, so that could’ve been a sign for him not to drink anything else. Arthur just sighed, admitting defeat. “I meant I’m glad to see you, Katia. I didn’t know if we were still talking or not.”

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"That's not what I mean," she clarified. "I meant that I didn't know you had more friends besides me. You know we're friends." Katia said, giving him a playful nudge and also feeling a lot more relaxed he realized she was joking. She had never been the most friendly person, she could count her friends with just one hand. "This is so out of our comfort zone. I'm surprised we've made it this far." She joked, but she also meant it as she felt a bit proud for staying this long in the party. "Well, as much as I wanted to come in a more comfortable attire the dress code didn't allow me." She confessed, shaking the idea out of her head while a pink blush crept onto her cheeks because of the new compliment. "I know. So far my only company has been the champagne, which I’m starting to think I should stop drinking before I regret it in the morning," Katia said, showing her now full flute of champagne. “What about your night? How has it been?" 

"Why would you think that?" she asked, but she knew why he had brought it up. As much as she preferred to pretend nothing had happened she knew it was a matter of time before they were bound to talk about it. "If you say it for what happened the other day, I should apologize. I'm sorry I reacted that way." She offered him an apologetic smile.

[aainsworth]

To say that Arthur had been having an off night, it would be the understatement of the year. Between seeing Allie, kissing Pippa in order to pretend that they were dating and having Jane being pinned as the murderer of this weird game, he dared saying that the time he got to spent with Odette, was the least strange thing that had happened that evening. He was on his second glass of champagne, actually having drank a little but more than he did the first time around when someone approached him. Leaning back against a wall, his fingertips were tapping gently against the delicate crystal of the champagne flute, humming along to one of his favorite songs by The Clash, because it usually calmed him down whenever he was nervous or feeling extremely uncomfortable. The mask covering his face was still slightly itchy, but at least he had managed to get used to it, or so he thought.

It was a surprise to hear Katia’s voice coming not too far from him, but an even bigger surprise was to see how beautiful she looked in that dress. It almost made Arthur choke on his drink a little bit as he adjusted his posture and chuckled nervously, because it wouldn’t be Arthur if he hadn’t reacted like that, especially since he assumed she was still upset with him. “Right back at you, Monroy. But wow… that dress? You um… you look beautiful.” He didn’t sound convincing, did he? But she was… in fact, Katia looked amazing that night. “A friend convinced me to come… what’s your excuse?”

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Seeing Arthur here was a surprise as she knew that events like this weren't his favorite thing in the world, but he probably had a good reason to be there unlike her who couldn't really understand what made her think coming to this ball was a good idea. She was out of her element and half of her time here she couldn't stop thinking how much better she would be at home. Katia blushed furiously in response to his compliment. Feeling extremely thankful she was wearing the mask, hoping that the flush in her cheeks wasn't that evident.  "Uh, thank you. You look very handsome as well," she returned the compliment, regarding him with a kind smile, holding his gaze for a moment or two before looking away to view the rest of the room.

"A friend? I didn't know you had any," she joked before wincing at how rude that must have sounded. Feeling a sharp pain in her stomach as she tried to hold the urge of running away after that terrible comment. "I'm kidding," she assured him, still feeling very dumb before focusing her attention on her excuse. "I don't have any excuse actually. I just wanted to come? I mean, of course, I'm regretting the decision now." She let out a nervous laugh as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before taking another flute full of champagne from a waiter that was passing by.

[diego-olmedillo]

He chuckled and nodded “I guess you are right  but look how many people seemed to be all about love and less interested in the whole murder things, I think only a few of us were actually playing the game. This is like one of those movies where parties get out of hand but at then end the guy gets the girl and people remember this party for weeks”

“Not at all, is actually pretty good answered if you ask me” He smiled and shrugged “I love watching investigation movies and read about news investigations so I kind want to do it for a day, but can’t blame you for not wanting ”

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"You're right, it sounds like the plot of a movie. The murder should be the main focus but people are more interested in the love story between two characters." She shrugged. "So, what role would you have the in the film? Are you the guy who gets the girl?" Katia asked, giving him a small smile.

"It's an honest answer." She admitted with a laugh. "It's exciting, isn't it? To follow the clues and have the satisfaction of solving the crime. I get why people love those crime shows. I'm actually here for the expensive champagne and food."

[diego-olmedillo]

He took a sip of his drink and smiled at the woman next to him, nodding “It truly is, isn’t? ” The smiled slowly turned into a chuckled, it was exactly the solving a mystery that turned more into a movie like evening “That’s the plot twist of our movie, after all, is Halloween this could be a rom-com kind of movie” 

He smiled turning to look at the woman next to him “But I’m sure you will be able to solve it, are you here for the money or the glory? ”

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Her eyes still looking at the beautiful details in the party, she nodded at how amazing everything was. "I don't think this could be a rom-com, I mean, by the looks of it could be but the murder part makes it less likely." She offered the man a small smile followed by a chuckle. 

"Is it greedy to say both?" she asked, raising one brow before shaking her head. "To be honest neither, I investigate for a living the last thing I want to do in a party is exactly that." She turned to look at him. "And you?"

[janeglow-deactivated20161213]

“Surprise.” She threw her hands up in mock surrender as her nervous chuckle slipped through glossed lips. “I must confess, it was quite an interesting experience to pick up the persona of those I usually put behind bars.” Shrugging her shoulders in defeat, her arms crossing over her chest, she smiled sweetly at the other with the tilt of her head. “And, yes, it’s going to be a pain in the ass to remove this fake blood off my dress.”

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"I knew you couldn't be that good," she said with a soft chuckle. Katia looked at her dress before wincing at the thought of removing the stains of fake blood. "It's such a pretty dress, Jane. And now is full of fake blood, I guess next time you pretend to murder someone you shouldn't wear a dress you'd like to wear again." She shrugged, smiling at her. "So, do you know the motive of why you killed Mr. Walsh?"