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Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Juliet & Andrew

“I know camouflage is a big no. That’s what my sister tells me.” Andrew mused, trying to keep up that part of the conversation since she seemed to be interested in it. “That is why numbers are left to those who enjoy them. But, interestingly enough, the majority of the world actually dislikes mathematics.” He said, giving off a random statistic before nipping his bottom lip. When she congratulated him, he raised a brow before chuckling. “Thanks. I don’t think anyone has ever congratulated me on being a genius. People usually just kind of nod and smile.” Andrew said with another chuckle, realizing that he was enjoying her company. It was interesting, really, since he didn’t enjoy talking to a lot of people. “It must be hard but why can’t people just phone in their order and have someone pick it up? It’s what we do at the office. It’s easier and doesn’t waste valuable time. Also, if someone fucks up, it’s the coffee shop’s fault, not the one doing the coffee run. We make sure to send them a list as well to make sure it was done properly so there are no mess ups.”

“Your sister is a very wise. If you must wear camouflage just limit yourself to only one piece. Full camouflage ensembles can be cringe-worthy.” She shudders at the very thought. “I am definitely in that majority and it sucks because math is such an important part of the world we live in. Capitalism and all that.” She shrugged and elbowed him lightly in the stomach. She was having a good time. “More people should congratulate you. It’s pretty impressive. Not many geniuses in the world, at least I don’t think so.” She watched the intern check over the coffees as they were placed in cup holders. “That’s a great idea. I think people just like making stuff extra difficult for interns. It’s like a rite of passage.”

Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Juliet & Andrew

“Fashion designer? That’s an admirable occupation. I’m not the most keen on that industry but I’d love to learn more about it if you wouldn’t mind talking to me about it. I mean, everyone wears clothes but only a designer knows what’s the best, right?” He said with a chuckle, seeing how she lit up with excitement and pride for her work. She was obviously passionate about it, there was no denying that. But, when she asked about his status as a genius, he smiled small and nodded. “My I.Q. is one-hundred-seventy-one and, yes, I am a certified genius. I work for Childs Incorporated as a technological developer. I also write algorithms as a hobby.” He said said, gesturing to his notebook that was still on the table. Looking ahead of them to see why the line was being held up, he sighed when he noticed someone ordering about eighteen different drinks. “Jesus. Interns…this one must be new.”

“I want to say that style is about showing off your individuality so you can’t ever really be wrong, but sometimes I wish people would um....turn down their creativity.” She chuckled, shaking her head. “I’m not a big fan of numbers and the bottom line. I sometimes tune out and leave that to my trusted advisers. It is a business though so the numbers are important. I wish it was more about the art, but it’s not unfortunately.” When she heard he worked for Childs Incorporated, her eyes widened a little bit. That was Em’s family’s company. “Oh, wow. Definitely a genius. Congratulations on being so damn smart.” She grinned, before following his gaze to the front of the line. “Oh, I feel a little bad. Those coffee runs are no joke. Especially when the bosses have very specific orders.”

Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Juliet & Andrew

“They are our most important asset since, without them, we are defenseless. That’s why, in every possible way, we should learn to go with our instincts. It will save us in the end.” He said, smiling to her and chuckling at her words. “I’m glad I don’t have to feel sorry but I know work can be stressful. It is good to know you love what you do, though, since many do not have such a luxury. What is it you do, though?” He asked, rather curious about the woman’s occupation. “But, no, I’m no psychic. A genius, actually, and I figured caramel was something you might enjoy since many do. It’s statistics, really, that helped me pick the recommendation for your drink.”

“That’s all very true.” She said, nodding her head in agreement. “I’m a fashion designer. Sometimes I still can’t believe I actually get to do the job I’ve dreamed of for years. It took a lot of hard work, but it’s totally worth it. I think I feel like I’m always working because my mind is always running with designs. Inspiration hits at all times of day, my sleep be damned.” She replied, laughing at the end. Her whole face lights up anytime she talks about fashion. The only thing she loved more was her family. “Are you a certified genius or just believe you’re a genius? Like do you have the IQ score to prove it?” She asked, raising an eyebrow in intrigue.

Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Juliet & Andrew

“It’s not just human nature, it’s the natural order of things, really, when it comes to one’s mind. We all have our instincts…and being defensive in various ways is one of them.” He said, giving a soft shrug before looking over to her. Though, as she complimented him, he nipped his bottom lip a bit nervously. Had someone ever told him he was sweet? Not that he could recollect…and he was a genius. He should have known if someone had called him such a positive adjective. “Thank you. Um, you’re sweet, too, for the compliment.” He uttered, swallowing hard since he was trying to make pleasantries that he wasn’t necessarily used to. “It really does suck to be so busy…but I would rather be busy than bored.” He joked, chuckling softly until she went on about her work and that it was her first time here. “I hope work becomes easier for you in the upcoming week. But, since it’s your first time, I recommend the caramel macchiato since it’s sweet but it doesn’t mask the flavor of the coffee. I don’t know if you like caramel or not but it is a recommendation from myself to you.”

She nodded her head as she listened to him. She didn’t know what he went to school for, but he was certainly intelligent. Well that or he was one of those pseduo-intellects, but she didn’t get that vibe from him. “I think our instincts are the most important thing we have. I don’t understand people who disregard their instincts because they’re there for a reason.” Her instincts have truly served her amazingly and she trusted them above anything else. “Oh, you’re welcome.” She smiled at him, trying to make him a little more comfortable. He seemed to be a little tense. “Don’t feel sorry for me. I do what I love and I get great joy from it. I probably make myself busier than I need to be, but I don’t mind it. Ooh, are you psychic? I was just thinking about caramel. I would love to try that drink.”

Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Juliet & Andrew

“People are always rude. It’s part of their evolutionary development. Rude behavior, despite how negative it is, actually works as a defense mechanism and…” He said, realizing he was rambling and he rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry. I ramble sometimes.” He said, nipping his bottom lip again before looking back to her. “I insist, miss. It’s only proper etiquette since the asshole who done the offense isn’t stepping up.” Looking over the pastries, he wondered if he wanted anything besides what he was originally eyeing. “I’m a regular, yes…but I have been busy with work and school.” He told her, smiling small again. “What about you?”

“I don’t mind it and I agree. It’s unfortunate that most people have that gut instinct to react negatively to things. I do it too. Just human nature, I guess.” She shrugged, rocking a little on the balls of her feet. “I appreciate it. You’re sweet.” Juliet wasn’t sure if she wanted what she got before or something different. Now, she’s craving something with caramel in it. “Ah, it sucks when you get busy and can’t enjoy the things you usually do. This is my first time in here. I’ve walked by it numerous times since it’s on my way to work but I’ve never came inside until today. I’m glad I did.”

#andrew #i can't remember the last time juliet had a civil conversation #she's enemies with like everyone lol

Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Juliet & Andrew

“You’re very much welcome.” He said, nodding once as he watched one of the employees come up to them and start mopping up the floor. “People are rude, especially in this city.” He said with a nod, taking a sip of his coffee before standing up. “Would you like for me to buy your drink for you? That way, somewhere in this mess of a city, there is someone who actually is kind to others.” It wasn’t every day that Andrew was kind. It was usually after he talked to his psychiatrist and had his medication tweaked with that it would occur…but not today. He assumed it came from the therapeutic mathematics that had taken over his mind while he plotted the perfect torture method for Vito. No one knew, of course, since it was all algorithms that littered the page. Closing his notebook, he placed it into his bag before making his way to the counter. “I was thinking of buying a pastry, anyway.” He said with a small smile, looking back to the counter as he stood in line.

“Yeah, they are but I’ve gotten use to it. Well as use to it as you can be with rude people.” She threw her cup away and used the napkins he had given her to wipe her hands. She inspected her outfit to make sure she hadn’t spilled anything on herself and luckily she hadn’t. “Oh you don’t have to do that.” It’s not like she couldn’t afford to buy another one. But since he helped her, she didn’t want to be rude to him. “Well if you insist, sure. Thanks again.” She stood next to him in line, her phone went off but she ignored it. “So, are you a regular or is this your first time here?” She asked, trying to make polite conversation.

Carmina Burana: O Fortuna // Open

There was much that Andrew was planning to do to Vito while he was still in the Colomba’s possession…but he wanted to make sure his plan was perfect. He want to know that every calculation he had of his damage to the man would be the most agonizing that Vito would ever experience. Sitting in a coffee shop as his hand rapidly moved over his notebook as math spewed from his mechanical pencil, he had his headphones covering his ears so he could precisely measure every amount of damage he could do to the man. Well, that was until he saw something out of the corner of his eyes. Looking over and seeing someone dropping a cup of coffee, he picked it up for them before handing over some napkins he had since he knew they were always necessary. Pulling down his headphones, he nodded to them. “Hopefully you didn’t burn yourself.”

Juliet had come out of a meeting with her head designers where she was showing off some of her designs for the upcoming season. They approved of her style direction and even showed off some of their own designs. She was feeling good about where her company was at and she was happy with the charity contributions they’ve been doing for the inner city children. She stepped into a coffee shop, intent on having some quiet down time, and got in line for her coffee. Once she got her coffee she walked to go sit down when someone shoulder checked her and she dropped her coffee. “Excuse you.” She said, looking back to glare at the person but they were already out the door. She turned around and saw someone handing her napkins and her cup. “No, I didn’t. Thanks for helping me out.”

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#photos #me #kat pls #you're so pretty #i love this series you've done #i'm proud of you

Yes? Did you want something?

I want some of whatever you're drinking.

#victoria #hi i'm nae #nice to meet you

So I take it this dress is to your liking? I can have it altered if you want, or I can show you some different colors.

#cara #i hope this works

lauren-patriarca

New York,

lauren-patriarca

With a half grin on her face, she watched her sister. Holding the coffee in both hands up to her face. “I bet it does.” Lauren had been away for months and in that time a lot could change in the lives of the people she care about. “One of the perks. Do I have to meet anyone?” She eyed Juliet suspiciously. “Pass a name to our father.” Lauren lowered her voice, running her fingers through her dark hair. In time like this Lauren would chastise herself. She didn’t care about a Genovese. “Dear the Mad King.” She let the name roll off her tongue, fighting within herself to let the scow die down. Lauren hoped he wasn’t dead. Lauren wished her sister had another best friend but she didn’t say anything about it. “Absolutely. Well this news is an early Christmas gift for me. So much turmoil, it’s beautiful.” Of course she was playing, but a small part of her wasn’t. “I mean I came back thinking I was going to have to work extra hard and what happens? These families do the work for me.” She laughed at herself. “Done any Christmas shopping yet?”

She recognized that look in her sister's eyes as the protective older sister instincts kicked in and Juliet did not want to start in on her personal life. "Nope, no one you need to meet. I'm certainly not passing a name to dad. That just spells trouble. Everything is fine, don't worry your pretty head about it." She stared up at the ceiling and kicked her feet as she laid sprawled out on the couch. "It is much more fun when you can sit back and watch it all unfold without you having to put the work in." She let out a little snort. "Not really. I like to make the women in my life beautiful dresses. Speaking of, yours is just about done as well as mom's. And I don't have many men in my life other than dad and I can't figure out what to get him. What are you getting our parents?"

victorialucchase

Victoria couldn’t help but feel kind of amused. She wasn’t too surprised to hear that Tristan had been talking,” He seems to think he is in our world,” she paused,” I don’t think anyone understands that when they have friends in our world but they aren’t apart of our world.” It bothered her but she had only ever been involved with someone from the normal world when it had been John,” He seems more sane, maybe his time spent away did him some good,” she nodded as she grabbed another glass to pour another drink,” Or some I’m hoping.” She handed her friend the drink,” All I know is that I am happy to be home and that I am here with my best friend.” She smiled as she took a few sips of her drink,” And we should order some food.”

"It certainly put a lot of things into perspective for me. I'm ready to see where this next year takes me." Anything could happen, personally and professionally. She hoped she just made it through the whole year. Things had been mostly quiet on her front so she wasn't really worried, but she would never be stupid enough to completely let her guard down. That's what got people killed. "Here's to hoping." She said, lifting up her glass in a toast before taking a drink. "I'm very happy your home and unharmed. I can always eat. Would it be too cliche if I said I wanted some Italian food? Cause I do. Ooh, or something Greek. Any Greek places nearby that deliver?"

victorialucchase

"Tristan?" repeated Victoria, unable to stop herself from laughing," What did the pretty boy say?" She was a bit curious but she figured that Juliet would tell her. She shrugged as she opened the door and walked inside," I have no idea, he seems different," she paused and went to pour herself a drink," And I will be keeping him in my sights, that’s for sure."

"The usual bullshit about how your time is coming to a close and I better spend as much time with you as possible. Blah, blah, blah. I stood there trying to be understanding since I'd be pissed off if my best friend got shot too. But in my head I couldn't help wondering if he knew that he wasnt actually Genovese. Like in our world, his threats mean nothing." During that conversation, Juliet felt that old defiance and fire in her creep up. She was a Patriarca, she didn't have to put up with that but she let him continue anyway. Why? Because she liked him, but she wasn't gonna let her feelings mess with her judgment again. "Different can be good. I hope it means more sane. Just know if you need me, I'm there." She said, leaning against a wall. "Pour me a drink too please."

victorialucchase

"Yeah, well, half the people around here are clueless," she said with a shrug. Victoria’s head tilted and she couldn’t help but feel curious," Let me guess, Jennifer? Joseph?" She watched Juliet whistle to the driver and together they began to walk to the house," We are more focused on our dad right now but there is no way he is taking over, no way in hell."

"Surprisingly, it was neither of them. Tristan was the one so gallantly defending his best friend." What an interesting conversation that was. It put a lot of things into perspective for Juliet. "Ah, makes sense. He is the head of the family at this time. Do you think he will willingly give up his position when the time comes? I already know you will be keeping a close eye on your brother so I don't need to tell that."

victorialucchase

Victoria shook her head, almost feeling guilty,” I didn’t want you to know, so that no one could suspect you helped.” She laughed a little in spite of herself and shrugged,” I should have done better, the fucker is still alive,” she paused, glancing around,” I have a guard, somewhere, and now I have you here.” She glanced behind her before looking back at her,” Want to come in? My asshat brother is back but he’s probably out.”

"I bet the suspicion is still there anyway. But I appreciate you looking out for me." She nodded her head in agreement. "I have to agree on that. At least then I could have listened to threats on your life a little more happily knowing he wasn't breathing anymore." She whistled to get her driver's attention and signaled for him to take a drive around the block. "Ooh your brother's back? Do I sense a power play coming?" She said as they headed toward Victoria's house.

victorialucchase

Victoria had just shut the door when she noticed an SUV stopping. Her hand instantly went to the gun until she saw who it was. She let out the deep breath that she didn’t even realize she was holding in,” Juliet!” Her eyes widened and she hurried towards her friend. Juliet was one of the few people that Victoria had missed. Instantly she pulled her friend into a hug,” Jesus, you scared me.”

Juliet hugged Victoria back, giving her a tight squeeze. "Well good. I'm just returning the favor Miss I-get-all-cryptic-then-disappear-on-my-best-friend." She pulled out of the hug and looked at her beat friend in the eyes. "I'm damn proud of you though. You did good. But why are you out here by yourself? It's not safe."

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