victory's contagious

freya ross; england native, fashion prodigy. i take my tea with a spot of honey, thank you.

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damienxblackwood:

Damien smirked a little, leaning against the nearest table. “Maybe, if you keep yelling at them, calling their name, you’ll find them,” he teased. “Maybe dump the purse again.” His eyes wandered around them, when he spotted someone bending down to pick something off the ground. The teasing stopped and he stood up. “I believe these belong to her,” he said, taking them and offering them to the blonde.

“Cute.” Freya said off-handedly, continuing her search for the glasses, though the smallest smirk did play on her lips at the male’s words. When his tone changed, however, she looked up curiously and her eyebrows raised as the male procured her sunglasses and returned them to her. She took them from his outstretched hand, then placed a hand on her heart. “That was a truly honorable thing for you to do.”

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noelleslatxr:

“They’re on your head. Where they usually are.” Noelle repeated before trying to gather up some of the things that had fallen out of Freya’s bag before they attracted too much attention. “Don’t be like that, just pick it up.” Noelle laughed. “Why did you dump everything out?”

“Well...you don’t have to be so condescending about it.” Freya snapped back at her friend, though there was clearly no malice in her tone, it was more from embarrassment of being so scatter-brained. Freya stood again, waiting for Noelle to pick up the last few items before she slid the purse onto her arm, straps resting in the crook of her elbow. “Obviously, to find my glasses.” She paused for a moment, clearing her throat as she tilted her chin up slightly. “Perhaps I-- acted a tad rashly.”

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Do you sing in the shower? If so, what's your favorite song to sing?

“I’m not opposed to it, if I’m feeling in a certain mood. Though, I very rarely am.”

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riverxensley:

River smirked a little, as she watched the blonde. Oh, this was too amusing. She licked her lips, and pointed to the seat beside her. “Check over there, hon. Those look like sunglasses missing a person to me,” she said, shrugging her shoulders.

It took Freya a few moments to focus in on what the other girl was saying, but when she finally did, she craned her neck to where the girl was pointing, spotted the sunglasses, and picked them up. “Thank you. Seems like I was completely looking past them myself.”

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alexandriaxblackwood:

Alexandria could see the sunglasses on the table, but didn’t say anything at first. She just enjoyed watching her scuttle around to look for them. After awhile, though, she decided to speak up. “I’m pretty sure they’re right there,” she said finally, pointing, her accent rolling through thickly.

Freya turned to the voice, then to where the speaker was pointing. “Oh-- how silly of me.” The blonde spoke as she lifted up the sunglasses delicately. She let out a light chuckle, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. “It wouldn’t have been the worse thing if I had lost them, though.”

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rosie-martinez:

Rosie had just walked in and seeing other people ignore the blonde and walk by, she couldn’t help but make her way over to her. She glanced around and spotted someone trying to pick up the sunglasses. “Are those yours?” she asked quickly, pointing. She didn’t want to jump to conclusion if that wasn’t the case but she was on the alert.

Freya glanced up, locking eyes with the person who was currently trying to sneak away with her sunglasses. “Sweetheart...you couldn’t pull those off, anyway.” She held out her hand impatiently, and just as she suspected, the thief submitted to her and handed over the sunglasses before darting off and exiting the cafe. “Some people are so ruthless, aren’t they?” Freya commented, focusing on her sunglasses, though she was speaking to the girl who had pointed out the thief to her. Finally, she turned her eyes to the other girl. “If she was so desperate, I should have just given her the sunglasses.”

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ana-constantine:

Ana was headed out and almost didn’t even notice the blonde until she accidentally nudged something with her toe on the ground. She looked down, seeing the pair of sunglasses and immediately bent down to pick them up. “I think these are yours,” she said as she set them down on the table. “They must’ve fallen out of your bag or something.”

“They were...on the floor?” Freya replied, her nose already beginning to wrinkle in disgust. “You can keep them if you’d like.” She finally spoke again, a brief smile touching her lips.

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brixtondyerx:

Brixton looked at her as she talked with a relatively straight face, though he couldn’t stop from smirking as she carried on. “I’m not even gonna try and debate this with you.” He stated after letting out a scoff. “It’s obvious that I’m, in you’re opinion, in the wrong group of people so whats the fucking point, right?”

A smirk tugged on the edge of Freya’s lips. “What’s wrong with a good debate?” She had to resist the urge to roll her eyes at his next statement. “That’s a pretty dramatic statement, don’t you think?”

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skylerxrichards:

Skyler had been eating, when she heard all the clattering. She glanced over, seeing the other woman. She looked around curiously, trying to see if she saw glasses anywhere. She wasn’t about to ask if she was sure she brought them, feeling that would be a rather dumb question at that moment. She pointed over a little to her left. “Is that them?” she asked.

The sunglasses the other girl had pointed out were a piece of eyewear that Freya wouldn’t be caught dead wearing. Even from her position about four feet away, she could tell them were cheap, something that would easily break in too strong a wind. Still, Freya affixed a grateful smile on her lips, moving closer to the other girl. “Oh wow, thank you so much for finding those.” She picked up the glasses, careful to not let her disgust show on her face. She appeared to study them for a moment, then she jerked her eyes back up to the other girl, as if she had just had a brilliant idea. “You know...why don’t you take them? I mean, if it weren’t for you, I never would have found them. So it only makes sense to me.” Freya jerked her arm out to the girl, extending the sunglasses in her direction. “Seriously, I insist.”

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houstonxlewis:

Houston smirked a little, rolling her eyes, before heading over to the blonde. Typical.She sized up the bag, the woman, the whole works and shook her head. She glanced around, seeing a pair on the booth seat beside her. She picked them up, and set them on the table. “Looking for these?” she asked, raising a brow at her.

Freya jerked her head up at the voice, hair falling in her eyes as she did. She brushed the offending strands out of her eyes, zeroing in on the sunglasses before grabbing for them and holding them to her chest. “Oh my god, thank you. I would have been searching forever.” Pausing for a moment, as if she was just now realizing she was making a fool of herself, she let out a breath and fixed a sheepish smile on her lips and emitted a soft chuckle. “Sorry. I’m a bit of a mess right now.”

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felicityxxscout:

Felicity blinked a few times, a little surprised by the snapping. “Oh, course!” Offering her a smile, even though she was well aware it wouldn’t be returned. Hopefully it would least lighten the mood a little. Moving closer to the table, she began to sort through the collection of things on the table until finally she found them, hiding underneath an empty makeup bag of sorts. “Found them!” She handed them over, smile having since returned.

Freya shifted to the side a bit, allowing Felicity enough room to move beside her. She glanced at her friend out of the corner of her eye for a brief second, then moved her focus back down to the pile of stuff in front of her-- random sticks of gum, about a million bobby pins, tubes of lip gloss that she hadn’t seen in months. As far as it seemed to the outside world, Freya was about as put together as out together could be-- but it would take just one look into her purse to see how messy her life truly is. She had shared enough secrets with Felicity throughout the years though, that she didn’t have any problem with the other girl seeing the mess splayed out before her eyes. Freya gasped when Felicity unearthed the glasses and she immediately plucked them out of Felicity’s grasp. “Oh, thank god. I thought I was going to have to grovel to Miuccia Prada herself to get a new pair.” Freya glanced down at the glasses, wiping her fingers lightly along the lens.

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dcminicstcne:

Maybe it was too soon to do it, but Dominic couldn’t keep himself in check anymore and the whole perfect gentleman thing flew completely out of the window the moment she had brushed close to him. Dominic had came running toward her, arms wrapping around her from behind to pull her close to his body. He had turned to push her up against the building wall, leaning in to place a kiss on her lips– his hands moving to cup her face to keep her close. He had pulled away after needing some air, and that’s when his lips curled up into that smirk. ‘’I think you’re going to be needing the luck, sweetheart.’’ He murmured, starting to back up to walk away.

The ferocity with which the male pushed her against the wall knocked the breath out of Freya but she was quick to react, almost immediately snaking her arms around his neck and pulling his body flush to hers. The heavy flirting in the cafe had made it pretty clear that something was going to happen between them eventually, though she hadn’t expected it this soon. She wasn’t complaining, though; he was incredibly attractive and he certainly knew how to kiss-- she could only imagine what else he could do. Almost as quickly as the kiss had begun, it was ending and Freya was glancing up -- one of the things she could do with very few men, due to her height and affinity for high heels -- at the male, an easy smirk that mimicked his own sliding onto her lips. With a quirk of an eyebrow, Freya pushed herself off the wall, stepping up to the male with only a few inches between them. “I need luck? That’s adorable, darling.” Her eyes briefly flickered down to his chest, then she took a step back, turning in the direction they had previously been walking. “Now...how about that drink?”

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jennyxcochran:

Jenny was headed out, when she nearly stepped on a pair of  sunglasses. She heard the blonde, and immediately picked them up and headed over to her. “Are these yours?” she asked her. “They were over there,” she said, nodding to where she’d come from. She set them gently on the table, running a hand through her hair. “They look alright to me, not scratched or anything,” she said, offering her a little smile.

Freya turned to stare at the woman who had approached her, taking a moment to even react to what she was saying. Finally, she picked up the sunglasses from the table, inspecting them closer. “They’re certainly dirtier than they were before. And I can only imagine what kinds of disgusting germs are on this floor.” The blonde wrinkled her nose in disgust. “I may just end up throwing them away. But thanks for finding them anyway, I guess.”

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camdenxreynoso:

Camden gave the girl a small smile as he handed her the glasses. He then waved his hands out in front of himself and let out a small laugh, “No, really, it’s nothing. They just happened to catch my eye as I walked by” he told her. Camden then nodded as she slid her glasses on, “they do look pretty expensive, it would have been a shame to lose them for sure.”

“Nonsense.” Freya immediately replied, waving her hand dismissively. “At least let me treat you to a coffee.” She was already walking towards the counter, making it clear that she wasn’t taking no for an answer. She leaned against the counter and faced the male, completely ignoring the barista who was waiting to take her order. “Oh, you have no idea.” Freya responded, letting out an easy chuckle. The smile fell off her lips slightly. “Crazy how important expensive things can be to us, isn’t it?” She paused for probably longer than she needed to, then gestured toward the menu board. “Anyway, what would you like?”

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connor-shapiro:

Connor was seated at the coffee shop, drinking his latte and reading “A Lie of the Mind.” But the thing was, there was a woman pretty much having a meltdown right next to him. And even though Sam Shepard’s play was deeply compelling, there was nothing better than live theatre. He sat back, for a bit. He was studying her… observing her. It was harmless, really. A study in character. Connor found himself doing this a lot - he was in New York so there was a lot to see. But then she turned her bag upside down, and began dumping everything out, and it was just really distracting at this point. He set the play down, and stood up, trying to think of how best to approach the situation. He looked on the ground a ways away from the table, and there were a pair of sunglasses strewn about. “Um… miss?” He pointed at the glasses. “Are these yours?”

Freya wasn’t an idiot; she could feel the numerous eyes on her as she rifled through the contents of her purse, which were now spread on the floor. It wasn’t something that was uncommon for the blonde, either, as she’s been known by a lot of people as someone who has no problem with causing a scene, and sometimes even relishes in it. Still, when she looked up at the sound of a voice, a scowl was already fixed on her face. However, it took her only a few seconds to relax her features and reward the male with a bright smile, reaching for the sunglasses that the male was pointing out. “Oh, thank you. I don’t think I would have ever seen them.” She released a chuckle, one that seemed incredibly casual, then shook her head a bit as she glanced at the male again. “You have quite an eye.”

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charlotte-markovitz:

“I’m dramatic? I’m not dumping my purse and acting like my life is ruined over a pair of stupid sunglasses,” the brunette fired back, throwing a glass wipe at her to clean the sunglasses.

“You wouldn’t be saying that if you knew or even cared how expensive these were.” Freya responded, but it was devoid of any emotion. She was clearly tired of this conversation. “Well, thanks for what little help you gave me, I guess.” The blonde spoke, resting the handles of her bag in the crook of her arm. She leveled her gaze at the other girl, all but daring her to make another comment.

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almasuareznyc:

Alma lightly drummed her fingers against her chin as she considered this for a moment. “Well I mean that all depends on the sort of man you are looking for.” 

“Hmm...” Freya hummed, pursing her lips as if she were actually deep in thought, “I’m willing to be surprised. And I’m assuming I can trust your taste.”