Mimi Rodriguez

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Luis: I don't really date, but I don't really do one night stands, either.

Luis: Single life isn't so bad. I'd take it over being in a relationship. No offense.

Mimi: Seems like you do something. Otherwise this conversation wouldn't be happening.

Mimi: None taken, I feel that too somedays.

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Luis: Work? I'm guessing you're in the business of dealing with assholes.

Luis: Not really a date. One night stand. I don't really do those. He left his number written on my nightstand. Ineligible. I'm not too torn up about it.

Mimi: You could say that again.

Mimi: Been there done that. Almost makes me miss being single. Almost.

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Luis: Yeah. Big mistake.

Luis: I'm guessing you must get a lot of texts like this.

Luis: I meant no harm. I'm Luis.

Mimi: People meet me at work and then find ways to track me down. It's not exactly what I want.

Mimi: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.

Mimi: Date give you the wrong number?

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Luis: I can assure you I'm not interested in your last name.

Luis: I think I sent you this by accident.

Mimi: Oh.

Mimi: I'm so sorry. I'm Mimi, I'm guessing this must be a mistake.

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Luis: Wait. Who is this?

Mimi: If that's some ploy to get me to tell you my last name it's not going to work.

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Luis: I had a good time last night.

Luis: Tonight?

Mimi: I'm not sure how you got this number, but that's not how this service works. Please stop contact immediately or I will be forced to contact my boss.

[milenakuragina-blog]

“I’m fine,” Mila snapped, swatting off the concerned hand of her newest bodyguard. Her arm was still casted, though the bruises that had left her face swollen had receded, leaving her once-flawless skin stained with shades of purple, blue, and green. She looked to the nearest onlooker and shot daggers at them with her eyes. “Didn’t your mother teach you that it’s rude to stare?”

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

“Not really.” Mimi answered honestly, though she knew Mila didn’t actually care about the answer. “I was just curious. The rich and beautiful fiancé of Salvatore Galvani is walking around injured. People are going to stare Princesa. Aceptarlo” 

[tommygrvs]

“Oh - fuck no. That is not what I’m looking for, sweet cheeks. But y’know, thanks for the offer. I’m just here to work… An actual job.” despite how much money Caroline lacked, or how much she had to work, she still only took on what she saw as honest jobs.

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

“Yeah well, I got fired from your so called real job and now I actually make enough money to feed my daughter, so... You live with your “real job” I’m happy with my fake one any day.” Even when they’d worked together Mimi and Caroline hadn’t talked much, so she wasn’t sure what she’d really expected the woman to say. In her mind it didn’t matter either way, her daughter was happy, fed, clothed, their heat hadn’t been turned off in two months, it was worth it, everything she was doing was worth it. 

[asiaraymonet]

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

Mimi looked up as she heard someone approach her, slowly turning her body towards the person, “My daughter is out of school in two hours and I’m going to pick her up. I’m not saying that I can’t talk to you or... Whatever you’re looking for, I’m just saying that there’s a timeline.” 

[king-castillo-blog]

“How cute,” said Gabriel frowning in a way that was almost playful. “Considering their obsession with me, you would think they would remember which angles flatter and which ones don’t.”

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

“Oh, come on now, a man like you doesn’t have an unflattering angle. It can’t be that bad can it?” Mimi looked over at the man, tossing him a sweet smile. There was some people that it was just better to be kind to, no matter what. 

[portuego]

❤️️

[danteramsey-blog]

Shit. Trying to keep his work life separate from his personal life was already harder than he assumed it’d be. He didn’t need Mimi worrying about what he was doing, not when they both had so much going on. “It’s complicated, just needed a bigger paycheck. No worries, it’s nothing you wouldn’t approve of.” He said nonchalantly, nodding his head. 

This was probably the most intimate they had been with each other in what felt like ages. There was something about it, something about it that somehow calmed him. Even after everything, he knew that deep down he loved her. Their relationship was anything but ideal and he was more than sure that they were mainly together on Ellie’s behalf, but he at least knew that. Even if there wasn’t a spark anymore, he at least knew that. “I’m fine, you know me. I was more worried about you and Ellie this whole time. “Where were you when it happened? The black-out I mean.”

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

“If it’s nothing I wouldn’t approve of than why are you avoiding telling me what it is?” She had no right to judge. She couldn’t press too much into this. With all the secrets she was keeping from him... What right did she have to say anything at all? “We both need bigger paychecks Dante, but that doesn’t mean you should put yourself in any potential danger to get it. I’ll figure it out, I’ll pick up another job if I need to.” Not another job, more clients. There was always room to squeeze in another appointment or two.

There was something about the way that she was holding his hand that made her feel conflicted. She loved him, the other thing that came even slightly close to how much she loved him was her love for her daughter. Ellie would never be topped by anything, but her love for her child was different than her love for Dante. She wanted the conflict too go away, never in her life has she excepted to feel anything but happy around Dante, lately she couldn’t even remember the old feelings. Standing beside Dante used to feel like coming home, now it felt like being tired and five thousand miles away from home. “I was just leaving work, I chatted with someone for a while, but I really just wanted to get home. I was worried about Ellie and you, she told me you called her. She was really worried about you, she wanted to stay up until you got home but I wasn’t sure when that would be and you hadn’t contacted me, so...” She shrugged a little, pulling her knees to her chest. She wanted to lean against him, to curl into his side in a way that she was used to, familiar with, but instead she just rested her chin on her knees. 

[rdahar-blog]

Raf pulled out a fresh cigarette, handing it  to the woman who’d stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh, uh. Thanks,” Raf said, a little sarcastically, handing her the lighter, too. “I mean… I can see it. I haven’t really been sleeping. Thought about going to a clinic and getting some pills to help with that.” He’d decided against sleeping pills. He had to deal with the consequences of kidnapping Mila.

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

Mimi nodded at him in thanks, taking the cigarette and placing it between her lips before she grabbed the lighter. Expertly she lit the end, taking in a long slow breath as she looked the man over. “A clinic? Yes because that’ll go swell. Just great really. Soon you’ll be set up with a psychologist, a psychiatrist, then a nutritionist because the problem will be your diet when all else fails, but let’s be honest, the problem is just the world that we live in.” Mimi handed the lighter back, slowly pulling the cigarette from her lips. “Good luck though, with the sleeping thing.” 

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

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Mimi grinned as he spoke in Spanish, there was something about the language that made everything she did more enjoyable. Whether it was just normal conversation or part of her working, the language made everything just a little bit better. He wanted her to kiss him and he could happily comply. As his tongue touched her bottom lip she gently pushed it away, instead pushing herself more on top of him as she softly took his lower lip between his teeth before pushing her lips against his, parting them ever so slightly. “Tu deseo es mi comando” She whispered against him. 

[rdahar-blog]

Rafael was still having trouble dealing with all that had happened over the last couple of days. The blackout was traumatic. He’d decided it was best to just put it behind him and try to move forward the best he could, but he was bad at being alone.

“Hey, uh- you wanna sit and smoke with me for a little?” 

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

Mimi casually pulled her hair into a pony tail as she walked down the street, her heels clicking against the sidewalk as she moved. Her fast pace only stopped as she heard someone ask if she wanted to smoke with him. She did. She never said no to a cigarette. Nodding she walked over, going to sit beside him, holding her hand out for a cigarette, “You look like hell. No offense or anything, but... You know. You look like hell.” 

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Nadia chuckled. “Luckily, I was alone, though no snacks, just my laptop and some gum” she said. It hadn’t been too bad really, not at all. It was, as she’d told someone earlier, rather peaceful. It was rare to get completely quiet time to yourself these days. Always a phone in your hand or the internet to distract you. People talking in the background, music playing quietly. Nadia had enjoyed it. Just herself and a word document. “Don’t worry I treated myself to all the snacks afterwards”

[mimi-rodriguez-blog]

“That doesn’t sound all that bad in that case.” Mimi said honestly, giving a little shrug while she looked over at Nadia. “I wouldn’t have been too upset if I were in your position.” Mimi pushed a hand through her hair, tossing the curls over her shoulder. “Good, snacks are an important part of everyday life. Personally I like fruit snacks, but there’s a certain age where people start to judge you for eating them.”