aint no angels here

~ { CAILIN THOMAS } ~

[lady-larken]

I spent nearly five hours shopping today. Five hours. I don’t know how Paris and Aspen do this every day. There were so many shoes, if I see another pump I might faint.

[ohcailinxo]

When you’re as rich as them, it’s so easy to have what you want. It’s like a virtual game where the clothes and shoes are near to free... It does get old, though. My brother once said that it’s wasting several hours that we could be changing lives -- still not entirely sure what he meant, but-- you okay? Want some water or anything? I know your feet has to be killing you.

[stydiaislove]

[ohcailinxo]

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[umhayden-blog]

Last time I checked, yeah. I’ve still got a pulse and everything, if you’re not entirely convinced. Oh, those? That’s just poor genetics giving me some shitty looking teeth. If I’m transitioning, it better be into a cool vampire that has some cool power or I’ll be fucking pissed. Like, I swear if I start sparkling in the sun—..

[ohcailinxo]

Oh- please stop. You’re teeth look fine in this dim, cloudy lighting- don’t worry! And plus, I doubt you’ll fall short of a super ass-kicking pow-- is that glitter on your face? Oh my god-- I think you may be sparkling! Looks like you’re on your way to being a Cullen, my friend.

[eveleigh-willows-blog]

Scared? No! I’d gladly go get it for you—.. It’d be my mistake anyway, I should have asked—.. I’ll even get you one for free? On the house? And as for tea, I’d suggest English Breakfast since it’s always been a favourite. However, we have a beautiful strawberries and cream ice tea. I’d recommend our coffee though if you wanted a drink. We have an amazing barista.

[ohcailinxo]

Oh noo- I-I’m fine, really. Honestly, I’m just not in the crave for cookies, anymore- I mean right now. It’s a sweet gesture, though. I think I’ll go for the strawberries and cream ice tea, actually- because if I go for the coffee, you’ll have a red headed nightmare bouncing off walls. See how small I am? Caffeine has got barely anywhere to go, hah-- Coffee is definitely only taken during energy emergencies.

[adalineheart-blog]

Could I—.. Could I sit here? 

[ohcailinxo]

Well, I don’t exactly own the chair so be my guest! Have at it -- would you like to eat my cookies as well?

[leoslsd]

[brandon-patterson-blog]

Fuck—.. Sorry you startled me. You alright there, mate? What? Never been to visit the popo.

[ohcailinxo]

Well, to be frank, no. I never-- under any circumstances --have been cuffed and sat in the back of a police car. I shouldn’t even be here; some crazy grandma shouted at me  for cutting her in line and then proceeded to pour her iced mocha all over me. And I’m the one that got arrested for disturbing the peace. Screw justice.

[eveleigh-willows-blog]

Sorry—.. Did you ask for double chocolate chip? I can get that for you now if you need it—..

[ohcailinxo]

I'm a little scared to uh--... you know what, this is great. I like my cookies with a crisp, anyway. Do you have any tea recommendations?

[umhayden-blog]

I wish I could come up with some incredibly creative excuse for my absence over the past few days, but I’m gonna be straight up honest — I bought Grand Theft Auto Five and I may or may not have been cooped up in my room excessively playing it. When I stepped outside just before, I was a bit concerned I was legitimately going to burn in the sunlight, like a vampire or something. —.. I survived, though, just incase you were wondering. 

[umhayden-blog]

[ohcailinxo]

You sure you're alive and not a vampire? I think I might see some fangs growing in there. How do you know you're not just transitioning?

[ohcailinxo]

Oh wow! Are these double chocolate chi--- oh! Just regular chocolate chip. They look-- delicious. How sweet of you...

[loml-logan]

Lost Girl Eyes || Logan & Cailin

The sun was slowly but surely setting on the busy city, streetlights flicking on as people began to steadily trickle out of their homes and onto the sidewalk. It was a Saturday night, the time for people to get a break from their hectic weeks and cut loose. And as the nightlife began to blossom, Logan was sat alone at the cafe counter. The day had been a slow one due to the stormy skies and flurries of snow, the only customers coming and going being their regulars. The girl sat in a frustrated slump as she pored over the text books scattered across the dark counter top. She was balancing biochemistry on top of her anthropology studies, and the classes were starting to blur together the longer she stared at the simple black and white pages. Pausing as her phone lit up once again with a text from Nate, Logan tucked her pen behind her ear with a grin. The two had met during one of her nights out, spending an hour flirting and fucking in the dimly lit bathroom of the club before parting ways with each other’s numbers safely in their phones. After having gone out with him for the first time, the boy had confessed that he was in the midst of ending a messy breakup with his girlfriend at the time. Logan was hardly surprised that a boy like him would have already been snatched up, but she was shocked when he admitted that he still wanted to see her. She was typically a casual booty call or a one night stand, but Nate wanted to see her more and more. Ever since her relationship with Ryan, the girl had been eager to leave at the first sign of emotional attachment. But Nate was different. He told her that he genuinely liked spending time with her, and after almost a month, she was starting to believe him no matter how many times she told herself not to.

Are you on your way? Her nimble fingers scurried over the keyboard, biting her lip to fight back her grin. The petite girl set her phone on the counter next to her as she awaited his response, eager to leave the near empty cafe and spend the night at his apartment for the first time. As much as she appreciated Tatum giving them space whenever she brought him over, the two had only ever hooked up in her apartment, and she was curious to see what his home was like. As the last few customers slowly made their exits, Logan slid off the barstool she was occupying to begin wiping down the tables and turning off the lights. Cherie was lenient about her spending time in the cafe after hours (likely because that meant she had Tatum to herself) and had allowed her to have a copy of the key a while ago. With Eve likely out with Tom and Ivy probably taking up Parker’s time, she felt at ease studying in the dim cafe alone. She set to work making herself an extra-strength cup of coffee as she chewed her thumbnail out of habit. Her phone screen remained dark, despite her attempts to telepathically will Nate to respond to her, and she sighed in frustration as she rested her elbows on the wood of the bar. Don’t tell me you forgot. She managed to type out before the bell above the door chimed. “Sorry, but in case you couldn’t tell, we’re closed.” she didn’t bother looking up from the screen as she lazily twirled a dark curl around one finger.

[ohcailinxo]

Several years have passed on by since the strawberry blonde last trailed through the sidewalks within Griffintown. And as she carried herself along the snow bitten blocks, the realization of how much she missed her hometown began to really sink in. Crossing by her favorite thrift shop and an old boarded up lot that she remembered to be a floral shop, she bit down hard on her lip, trying to figure just how much had changed in her absence. Still, missing out on the changes was only her fault, of course. Cailin was the one that chose to run away to live with her brother Colton and his family. Growing up, she was known to grow tired or bored real easy, constantly needing a change of scenery every so often which was honestly something she started working on recently, after Colton had passed away. As doubtful as her friends and family were -- even including herself -- Cailin simply wanted to stop being recognized as the spoiled insatiable brat; be a better person no matter how impossible it seemed.

After a few more blocks, Cailin had reached a vaguely familiar building. The french name was read aloud in a quiet, raspy voice as she was just getting over an awful cold from a few days ago. Looking in, she could see that the place had to have been closed or closing soon, but the figure sitting among the bar was enough to draw her in. And if it weren't for the front door being open, Cailin wouldn't have felt all that obligated to order an old favorite. Hearing the words, Cailin only stepped in further, removing her scarf and her knitted hat with a pom-pom on top. Her cheeks bright red from the chilly air. "I guessed you guys were, but-- I was hoping I could persuade you or whoever to whip up a hot chocolate with a danish!" She got out fast, not meaning to waste too much of the other's time though at the same time, not entirely considerate enough to come back during open hours. "I'll even pay double-- plus tip," Cailin offers, giving a shrug as she stepped closer to the employee and smiling as she noticed this woman was certainly no one she knew from years before. If she was lucky, she'd be able to play a nicer role than she currently was and the other might not call her out on it. When Cailin was younger, she wasn't exactly the nicest girl or at all, really. "Please," she begs, lip jutted out already passing over a fifty dollar bill.