live & let die

What does it matter to ya? When you got a job to do, you gotta do it well. You gotta give the other fellow hell. Carter Pillar, 26. Spade Freelancer.

[lolalcortez]

Oh, I’m so sorry you’re confused. While I’ll admit that your arms do have some more definition it seems you’ve been neglecting the rest of your body honey. You’ve always had those chicken legs, but if you’re in the gym anyways might want to do a few leg presses.. and well, to be honest your jeans look like they’re fitting a little tighter and you’ve kind of got a muffin top going on… but don’t worry. I hear everyone gains a bit of relationship weight in the beginning. I’m sure it’ll go away.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“I’m--”

“Alice, Alice. If you weren’t such an important frail little broomstick, I’d snap you in half. Does it pain you to know I’m eating well?”

[vivianne--spade]

“I have a few ideas, but you are the guest. Is there anything that you wish to do?”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“List them to me? I can’t say I’ve got anything in mind right this moment.”

[saskiavcss-blog]

“Are you… making fun of my sister? She actually has a lot of friends, Carter. Ones that are her age.”

Sucking in her cheek, the brunette shrugged and looked down at the book. “For fun, probably. Before this, she tried to get me to read Anna Karinawhatever. And before that she was reading the original Grimm Fairytales or something.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“I don’t know her well enough to make fun,” Carter admitted, unsure of how to justify the dig. The slightest flush faded onto his cheeks. “Ah, sorry-- I know she’s just a kid. Just thought there had to be something uncool about her.” He shrugged.

“Brothers Grimm isn’t so bad, but Anna Karenina? Couldn’t finish it. Tolstoy is not a favorite.” For a moment his focus turned to a bright orange spider mite winding along the table, and continued to follow it as he spoke. “Is this like a little book club for the two of you?”

[vivianne--spade]

“Relax, Carter. Mary is an excellent laundress. She will have your shirt back to new condition in an hour.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“Looks like I’m going to have to trust you! But... what will we do in the meantime?”

[m-genevieve]

Features slipping into a clear pout, Andrea wiggled further down on the couch, plopping her feet right in Carter’s lap. “You’re such a freak sometimes, I like it..” Her laughter was melodic and her pout had all but dissipated, “Birds of a feather flock together…” She was musing aloud now as she wracked her brain for the contents of their kitchen, who had gone shopping last? Not Addison, maybe Dmitri, but would he have anything more than cooking wine?  “Oh!”

Andrea’s exclamation was followed by a quick jump up before she disappeared into her bedroom, returning just a moment later with a wooden box and glass bong. “Don’t tell on me,” She chided as she sat the pieces down and ambled towards the balcony doors, opening them so the smoke had an exit. “Addi would probably pull some big sister shit if she knew,and this–“ Andrea tapped the top of the bong, “– was to expensive for her to chuck at a wall.”

After settling back into her seat she opened the wooden box she’d brought out from her bedroom, pulling out a couple of different plastic bags, all labeled in sharpie and filled with bud. “Pick one.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“If I didn’t have nerves of steel, that could have hurt my feelings,” he said in jest, slight warning in his tone. “You’re just as much a freak as I am, Andy.” Carter was pleased the feet weren’t on him for too long, and watched as she bounced away for...God knew what. “Andrea, what are you--”

Of course. “Andrea, what are you doing? Your sister hates weed!” He shook his head, pulling himself up to lean over, squinting a bit to read the labels. “She’s gonna kill you. I was never here; you smoked all on your own.” With a quick sigh, he pointed to one of the bags. “Is that Cheese? You’re so predictable,” he chuckled, waving his hand. “Pack that shit in. She won’t be home for a while, right?”

[luca-ardelean]

“Depends on what the stain is.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“Soy sauce. I don’t have very high hopes now that I’m saying it out loud.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“This should fit-- for now. Do you think the stain will come out? Or is it destined to become a rag? That was one of my favorites.”

[saskiavcss-blog]

Licking her lips, Amber nodded curtly. “Okay.” The syllables dragged out slowly and her eyes flicked over to his face for the first time. “Well, she’s perfect and mature and fantastic and great so it is an easy mistake to make.” Sighing, she tilted the book higher to show the title. “It’s Dracula and it’s awful.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“I think you’re thinking too hard about it. She sounds like the kind of kid who takes her lunch and eats with the teachers.” 

“Oh, Dracula? Jesus, I didn’t read that until high school. It’s--” Carter shifted in his chair, trying to imagine a person so young retaining the words of Stoker. “-- just chock-full of eroticism and creepy old guys. What’s she reading it for?”

[lolalcortez]

Or your stalking skills…

And you don’t look like those ten pounds you gained are affecting your confidence at all. Good for you.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“I have been spending more time in the weight room recently, thank you for noticing.”

“Being lean might benefit your... lifestyle, but me? Muscle’s got to be solid.”

[lolalcortez]

Oh you didn’t? Then how did you know that I was on an island? Pretty sure I didn’t tell you.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“A shot in the dark. But you imply that you were, then? My guessing skills must be stronger than I thought.”

“You don’t look like you got too much sun.”

[lolalcortez]

Yeah, I definitely didn’t miss you when I was gone.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“Oh yeah? I didn’t even notice you left.”

“Off vacationing on some island resort? I hope you had a lovely time.”

[lolalcortez]

Something like that. Got tired of you pulling my hair all the time.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“Please, I don’t pull it all the time. Only when it’s looking like a mess.”

“... Oh, wait, then you’re right.”

[saskiavcss-blog]

“Because I told her that I would.” Amber replied shortly, sucking in her cheeks as she stared at the page instead of turning to Carter. “Gee,wow. Thanks. Every person wants to hear that someone doesn’t pay attention when they talk. She’s twelve years younger than me so not a teenager.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“Sorry, Amber. I didn’t mean anything by it,” he replied, glad she wasn’t looking up to see the faint reflection of guilt in his face. “Just by the way you talk about her, she seemed older.” Swallowed a bit harder than he intended. “What book is it, anyway?”

[saskiavcss-blog]

“Ugh, how does she make it through this shit?” Amber muttered, agitated, to herself. “This is honestly worse than Twilight. God, this is how I know my sister is eleven.”

[saskiavcss-blog]

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“Why make yourself read it then?” He asked with a sheepish laugh, dropping himself into the seat across from her. “I thought your sister was in her teens. Goes to show how much I pay attention.”

[lolalcortez]

It’s like time in Wonderland stands still. It’s only been a month, but I feel like I’ve been away for a year.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

“So, you decided to take control of the mop after all!”

“It looks much better.”

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

Carter Pillar relationships ; Joshua “Ripper” Pearson

[hitman-cortez-deactivated201506]

And now it’s even less likely to happen because you know I’ll fucking kill you if it does.

I’m not apologizing for shit, you big baby. If anything, you should go ahead and thank me. Actually, I’m gonna go ahead and just say it. You’re welcome.

[mrcarterpillar-blog]

Harry I swear to God... “I’m not accepting that. Did you miss that day of kindergarten where they teach you to recognize and apologize for your mistakes?”