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Olivia De Vries | 48 | int/ext design losangelesroleplay member FC: Famke Janssen

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Are you alright? You look really, really pale.

“it’s this damn sickness going around.” She huffed, bringing a tissue to her nose. “I swear, when the zombie apocalypse hits, LA is going to go under in 45 seconds by how fast illness spreads in this city.” 

The amount of annoyance she had right now due to being sick, was insurmountable. Being sick cost her money due to her not being able to do her job. When she wasn’t there to make sure things went right, they went wrong. 

“I’ll be alright once these meds kick in. What are the chances of my own employees kicking me out of work today, if I go in?” 

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You are not alright, I can see it.

“For the tenth time, Graham. I’m fine.” It sounded like a lie, even to her, the one trying to convince the man in front of her that she was what she was saying. “I’m fine...” Admitting that she wasn’t feeling good would be ending their evening, something she didn’t want to do. The two had both been busy for weeks, neither one having the time to spend with the other. Olivia had her whole night planned, got her payment in order early, picked out something nice to wear, even went as far as to have dinner ready for afterwards. It wasn’t until mid afternoon that she had been starting to feel the effects of her non stop work schedule. 

“Okay maybe I’m not.” She admitted, sitting herself down on the edge of the couch, cheeks flushed from the fever. “Maybe we should cancel tonight, in favor of 

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Sickness sentence starters

Are you alright? You look really, really pale.

Come on, eat something! Why aren’t you eating?

You should be in bed with that fever.

Eat. More.

Put down that book and sleep.

You are not alright, I can see it.

Are you cold? I’ll bring some more blankets.

You should have told me that you had been feeling strange lately!

Let me take your temperature.

Rest, and by resting, I don’t mean reading all the books you possibly can while in bed.

It’s not just cough, you’re ill!

Stop saying that you’re fine if you are not!

Drink it, it’ll make you feel better.

No, you’re far too ill to go outside.

It will taste terrible, but it will make you better.

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eddiisms:

  “One white wine with ice, coming right up,” he said, laughing as he dodged her hands and headed back into the house. He grabbed her wine and a beer for himself from the fridge and rejoined her, sitting down across from her at the table. “I’ll let you take care of me next time,” he promised, eyes twinkling playfully.”

Olivia couldn’t help but laugh out loud as he walked back into the house.Fingers running through her hair before pulling it up and off her neck. Gathering it on top her head, she twisted a pen into it so it would stick, before glancing to the side to see what Eddie had returned. “Oh you’ll let me? How kind of you. ” She smirked, reaching for the bag of food, pulling his out and handing it to him, before placing hers down in front of her. “Next time, then.” Olivia promised in the same tone he had used. “How is work going today?” 

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eddiisms:

  “Ah yes, I’m sure the dry cleaners were huge Love the Coopers fans, they should feel blessed, right?” He rolled his eyes, and dutifully followed her out onto the patio. “No, c’mon, I brought you lunch, sit down and enjoy it, won’t you?” He put his hands on his shoulders and gently eased her into the chair. He kissed her cheek, mouth hovering by her ear. “What do you want, I’ll grab drinks?” 

Olivia made a big deal about having to be the one to sit down and relax, going so far as to sigh dramatically when he eased her into the chair. “Fine, fine.” Moving some hair from over her shoulder, she accepted the kiss on her cheek with a small smile. “Glass of white wine, please. With ice. You know where the wine glasses are, wine bottle is in the fridge. Feel free to grab anything you want as well.” Olivia then affectionately ran her hand down his arm, before patting his butt. “chop chop, Darling.” 

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eddiisms:

  “Wasting away, oh I’m sure,” Eddie teased, heading through the house to meet her in the middle. “You would have had it faster if you’d, oh I don’t know, gotten it yourself,” he added with a little smirk. He traded the bag with their lunches for his dry cleaner wrapped boxers, grinning. “This is ridiculous, I almost don’t wanted to unwrap them,” he laughed. “Hm.. maybe on the patio? It’s beautiful out there.”

“I could have. But here I was doing you a favor. I even got your boxers dry cleaned. I’m sure the people were very excited about having to do them.” She grinned while taking the bag, touching his elbow to indicate for him to follow her. “Don’t unwrap them, you can keep them as a memento.” Of course she was teasing, but was also slightly serious. Olivia led him out to the patio, setting the bags down on the patio table before curling her hair around her ears. “Do you want something to drink? Water, juice, a beer?” 

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eddiisms:

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  As much as he was prepared to tease Olivia for getting him to fetch lunch for her, Eddie really hadn’t minded. It was nice to have any excuse to get out of the office for lunch, and seeing her wasn’t exactly a hardship. He let himself in like she’d told him he could, her salad and a sandwich for him in a bag tucked under him arm. “Your lunch has arrived, m’lady,” he called, pulling the door closed behind him.

After having hung up with Eddie, Olivia busied herself with work outside on the patio, under the cool shade of the awning. It didn’t take long for her to be sucked into work, only barely hearing when the front door opened. When he called out that her lunch was here, she perked up, standing from her seat to poke her head in through the backdoor. “Thank god, I was about to wither away.” She teased, grabbing his forgotten clothing item as she walked towards him. 

“Your underwear.” She chuckled, handing the plastic wrapped underwear over. “Do you want to sit in here, our out on the patio? I know you have limited time for lunch, so we should make the most of it.” 

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#

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone     -Eddie C. - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone     - Just the regular ringtone, she’s got that no mess type of life rn. - my muse’s last text to your muse      - SOS. Alcohol needed. 

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Text to: Eddie C.

Eddie: I won't say "anything for you" but I'll come pretty close. I'm easy like that.

Eddie: Be over in twenty, beautiful.

Olivia: You're the best.

Olivia: Just come in when you're here. Door is open.

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Text to: Eddie C.

Eddie: so demanding. I guess I can take my lunch now.

Eddie: and what would her majesty like me to pick up?

Olivia: Her majesty would like a Greek salad from that place by your work.

Olivia: Thank you, Darling.

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Text to: Eddie C.

Eddie: you sure? bet you'd look great in them.

Eddie: is this a 'pick up your shit' text or are you just trying to remind me of the last time I was over?

Eddie: bc I'm at work right now and that's so not fair

Olivia: I would if I had the proper tools to fill them out. But I don't.

Olivia: This is more of a 'come get them and bring me lunch' text, because I paid Beverly Hills prices to dry clean your boxers.

olivia:

[srgt-jbarnes]

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Text to: Eddie C.

Olivia: I just found a pair of boxers in my dry cleaning.

Olivia: They're definitely not mine.

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loganjdonovan:

“– - I’ve got more whiskey and vodka than you can vouch for out the back, so if you’re in the mood to fell like death tomorrow,” Logan drawled, voice deep, eyes mostly to the counter. Three hours into his shift at the bar and he was done for, not necessarily caring about what he said. Which, was ultimately a bad move, but. “Or, you know, whatever else you want I’m sure we’ve got it,” he finished, tearing his gaze from the bench to flash a small smile at the patron.

“I’m mostly 100% positive that that is very illegal.”Olivia spoke through a soft chuckle, her fingers lazily skimming along the edge of her martini glass. “It is if you’re willing to let me drink it with you for free, but if you’re suggesting I pay for it, it’s not illegal. But in that case, no thank you.” She eyed the male, flashing a smile at him, when he flashed one at her. “I do have tomorrow off, so I wouldn’t mind spending the whole day in bed” 

[kelsaito]

“we sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.”

                      – fyodor dostoevky

@oliviaxdv + eddie cooper

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clouddaviau:

“Oh, trust me – you don’t have to worry about games from me. Last night was nice and all, but I’m not going to mope around you like a needy puppy,” Claudia admitted, matter-of-fact, as she put on her strapless black dress from last night.  Once it was on and she was fully dressed, the brunette crossed her arms over her chest. “I also have clients I need to attend to.” She paused to pick up her earrings, a smirk lighting up her features as she began to place them on. “I mean, they’re not as fancy as yours, but they pay well and keep me entertained. Still, coffee won’t hurt. How do you take yours, Olivia?” 

Sitting up, Olivia slid easily from the bed and gathered up her dress from the night before. “I couldn’t imagine you being a needy puppy anyways. You’re too good for that.” Olivia smirked while stepping into her dress, letting out a soft chuckle. “They’re not always fancy. Just last month I designed a couples dream kitchen in their first home. It was in Sherman Oaks too.” Olivia turned to face Claudia, walking across the plush carpet to stand in front of the younger female. “Mind zipping me up? And I’d like my coffee caffeinated with a little bit of creamer, thanks.”