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@louisabertil
& ALEJANDRO:
“Okay fine, I tried. You should…probably change out of that. The stain is very prominent, kind of unsightly, and must be uncomfortable. I could take you home, if you need.”
“At least now you’re admitting it. This is absolutely awful. --What? Oh no, you don’t have to. I don’t want to bother you, I’m sure you have more important things to do.”
& ALEC:
“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind, hopefully you don’t mind sticking around then. You know, so I can at least hold up my side of the bargain too.” Alec said through a light chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck, hoping to find something else to divert the subject. “There’s actually a restaurant called Butter just a few blocks away from here. It’s quite fancy, so I’m not sure if we’re dressed for the occasion. But who really cares, right? I’m not gonna lie though, this is my first time coming here so hopefully it meets todays quota for amazing food.”
“Oh, I definitely don’t mind sticking around. I want to hold you to that, and your company isn’t all that bad, you know.” Wrapping her coat closely around herself in an attempt to shield herself from the cold air outside, arching her brow. “Who cares if we’re dressed for the occasion? If they don’t let us in, I’ll pull the princess card, that usually always works wonders. And if it’s supposed to be so good, I want to try it out. Right now I’m so hungry even some greasy take out pizza could fill that quota, so you shouldn’t be worried, Alec.”
& EDEN:
“Vodka soda, and you can put whatever she’s having on my tab.” Having given the bartender a thankful smile, she turned in her newly found seat to face the beautiful blonde beside her. “Sorry I was late, I had a catty Upper East Side mom to deal with.” (@louisabertil)
“Red wine, please,” Louisa ordered the moment the bartender turned to her with a questioning look on his face. “And thank you, you didn’t have to,” she added with a smile, shaking her head a little. “It’s fine, this place was very entertaining, so it wasn’t so bad to hang out on my own. But a catty Upper East Side mom? That doesn’t sound fun.”
& REGINA:
“We Salazar’s tend to hold onto things… My father being the most guilty of it. I could never quite change his mind.” Dark tresses shook then, as if clearing her mind of a childhood trauma which she refused to shed light on, especially not when they were having such a grand time without her dirty laundry being aired. “Independence is hard won, but once you have it– nothing can take it from you unless you allow it. Remember that.”
“I’m not sure if that’s necessarily always the best way to go about things. How do you move on in life, or get pleasant surprises, if you never let go of such things?” Louisa shook her head, unable to quite fathom where one would get such a way of thinking from. “I’ll try to keep that in mind. I do like my independence a whole lot. No one can tell me what not to do anymore -- and that feels pretty damn good.”
& ALEJANDRO:
“Think of it like this; you gained a smoothie he paid for. Smells like…I think I smell strawberries. It’s a win-win, chica. But yes, it looks bad.”
“It’s a win win? It’s not like I can drink this smoothie, and this was one of my favorite shirts. It rather sounds like a full on losing game to me.”
& ALEJANDRO:
“I mean, honestly? I think it’s pretty shite, but I think everything is pretty shite. So make of that what you will.”
“I’m just going to take that as a compliment for myself and an insult for the guy who decided to pour his smoothie on me. The stain is really that bad, huh?”
& ALEC:
“Well, I appreciate the vote of confidence.” Alec said as he chuckled. Not hesitating, he stood up while simultaneously trying to put on his jacker. Once he had one arm in, he held it out to in offer to help her up. “Me? Say no to food? Absolutely not. If there’s anything I haven’t gotten more than sleep, it sure isn’t food. Lead the way.”
“That’s what I’m here for. When you need a little boost to your ego, just come straight to me,” Louisa grinned, winking at him before she accepted his hand to pull herself up. “Thank God. I’m not sure I could still like you if you said no to food,” she grinned, picking up her own coat to slide into it. “Do you have any recommendations around here? I’m still on my mission to try every good place around here so I don’t miss out on any amazing food.”
& NADIA:
It had certainly been quite a couple days for the raven haired beauty. Her phone practically worn from the amount of text messages and calls she’d received since Maya’s…rather unfortunate night at the Winter Wonderland Ball. As her personal assistant, anyone who couldn’t reach the interior designer of the hour felt the need to contact Nadia instead. Completely unaware of her true identity as the blogger they all loved to hate. “If you’re here to ask about Maya I’m afraid I can’t disclose anything, so you’re barking up the wrong tree.”
Louisa frowned slightly as the other snapped at her, folding her arms in front of her chest as she shook her head. “I wasn’t going to ask about anyone. But maybe I’m barking up the wrong tree no matter what.” A sigh escaped her lips, blowing a blonde curl out of her forehead. “I was just looking for the next coffee shop, if you could point me in the direction? I need some caffeine in my system.”
& REGINA:
“My father…” A sigh escaped her parted lips as she shifted her gaze to the city lights beyond the floor to ceiling windows, clearly lost in a memory or two before finally speaking words into existence. “It’s complicated. He is complicated. The man never wanted a daughter, have I told you that before?” A half-smile adorned her features then. “It doesn’t matter now. We’re not… close.” I did when I moved here. “Sometimes that’s all it takes. Distance, I mean.”
Louisa slowly shook her head as she looked over at Regina, pressing her lips into a thin line. “No. You never told me. And he still hasn’t gotten over that today?” It sounded almost impossible. In the perfect world Louisa had been raised in, everyone ended up loving their kids, whether they wanted them or not. “Distance. Yeah. I’m starting to learn that day by day.”
& ASHTON:
Ashton didn’t hesitate to shoot her friend a disbelieving glance. “You don’t have to lie, Lou,” the brunette sighed. “And I already told you, if you want to drink in front of me, it’s okay. I don’t mind.” While Ashton couldn’t exactly get away with casually sipping a glass of champagne in present company, that didn’t mean she could sneak off to the bathroom if she needed. “Well, assuming this goes like every other one of these parties that I’ve been to, someone is going to make a big speech and everyone will clap and then we’ll all go home and it’s right back to reality.”
“Well, as much as I want to drink, I shouldn’t drink. The last thing I need is to wake up to a million missed calls from my mom because I ended up on some magazine cover.” Shrugging her shoulders, she took another sip from her soda, eyes scanning their surroundings and the people passing by before she smiled over at Ashton. “That’s all? Kind of boring, isn’t it? Not that I know anything else, but still. On TV some big catastrophe ends up happening all the time.”
text to: louisa & maya
MAYA: no i'm not okay
MAYA: the world hates me and my kids don't want to talk to me
MAYA: i'm distraught and i don't know what to do
LOUISA: Maybe you just need to ignore the world for a few days. Until the news die down.
LOUISA: That's what I always did.
text to:
MAYA: please stop texting me
MAYA: just stop
MAYA: i have nothing to say
MAYA: and if you're going to call me a heartless bitch, get in line
LOUISA: Okay, okay.
LOUISA: I just wanted to ask if you're alright.
& ASHTON:
for @louisabertil
Ashton’s fingers tapped against her thigh, gaze shifting around the room at all of the people, bitter at the ones who were tossing back glass after glass of champagne. “God what I wouldn’t give for some champagne right now,” the brunette admitted, something she’d never ordinarily admit out loud, but felt comfortable in present company. And if she was being honest, it wasn’t as if Ashton hadn’t been sneaking off to the bathroom when the coast seemed clear. Turning to Louisa, Ashton sighed. “How long do you think it’ll be until something interesting happens?”
“Why? This soda’s really good.” The truth was, Louisa was itching for a glass of champagne herself. But she knew this wasn’t the scene to get too drunk, and she wanted to make Ashton feel at least a little bit better. “I don’t know. I can’t say I have a big experience with these kind of things -- how long does it usually take? I think someone once told me after midnight things always go downhill, but I’m not sure if that’s actually true.”
@louisabertil.
& CALLUM:
“I’m as clueless as you are on that one so I couldn’t even give you a decent explanation. What secrets could they possibly have to share? Maybe there’s a baby mama or two around that have been kept in the dark and are waiting for their moments. Who knows?” He took a sip of the rum in his hand. “Good idea though. Free alcohol is always best to focus on. What brings you here though? If it’s not that possibility of secrets of friends being let out, that is.”
“I never understood people who tried to come back at people with secrets that way though.” It had happened to Louisa more times than once -- even if it was naive, she liked to think by now she knew how to handle it. “Why not show up on the doorstep with the baby? Sounds like a better plan to me, but what do I know.” Shrugging her shoulders, she looked over the dance floor, a sigh escaping her lips. “This was better than sitting at home, alone, with alcohol I paid for. That’s really all there is to it. You?”
& CALLUM:
“There’s not enough alcohol in the world to get through this fucking shit. I mean, look at these stupid pamphlets. And then this Saboteur shit? Who the fuck is that?” Callum stood near the bar flipping the piece of paper he was given by someone random while he took a sip of his rum. This whole thing was purely for entertainment at this point. “Maybe the alcohol being free will have to be good enough.”
“You’re asking the wrong person,” Louisa stated, bringing her wine glass up to her lips to take a sip. “I wasn’t even aware that’s a thing around here -- to be honest, I still don’t know what exactly that’s supposed to be. But hey, the free alcohol is pretty good, so maybe it’s best to just ignore all that and focus on this.”
