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♔  Antonia Ricci. 33. Designer. Caporegime. Manhattan, NYC. ♔

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moongirlxartemis‌:

artemis blinked, sitting back in her chair. “wait a hot second. you’re actually serious about this? you wanna loan me money to get this whole thing going?” she asked. she’d never met someone just willing to loan her anything. “why?” she asked curiously. “i mean you don’t even know me.” she hoped she didn’t sound too rude but she was honestly just blown away by the whole prospect of it. “you actually believe this could be a thing.”

“I do,” she mused, leaning forward on her elbows as a deliciously smug smirk crossed her features. “Because I’m a sucker for a cause--- I like helping--- and you remind me of someone.” A pause as she took another hearty sip of her coffee. “I wouldn’t be offering if I didn’t believe in it, sugar.”

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        “Oh, shoot,” Antonia gasped, turning to face that of who she’d purposefully run into in her passing, their wallet being hastily tucked into her back pocket. Why she had turned to pickpocketing when she lived and thrived off of the money coming in from her job, she couldn’t say for certain. All she knew was the rush that came with it and the inevitability of temporary success. “Sorry about that.”

@chinarsi​

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minaxvisser‌:

The sight of another woman did bring her anxiety down a bit. A nervous laugh escaped her lips as they spoke. Reaching her hand out she waited for the credit card to be returned. “Thanks, I can’t believe I left it.” Her eyebrows knotted it wasn’t like her to leave thing behind. “They are nice shoes.”

“Think we all get a little clumsy at times,” she atoned, the hand reaching for said card allowing her to pull back. She blinked, smiling politely. “Don’t you think I deserve a reward? I mean--- I could’ve very well left it where it laid for some low-life to pick it up.”

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moongirlxartemis‌:

artemis couldn’t help but wonder how the female across from her would blow up. if it would be loud like artemis or if it would be more quiet but cut deep. she could tell that she was irritated by the lack of immediate service. “well that’s the dream, huh? but i don’t really make enough to open my own garage,” she commented. artemis tilted her head. “hm. that’s an idea. i know i’ve talked to females who like to come see me specifically cause i don’t try to bullcrap them because they’re females.”

“When I’m passionate about a cause, it’s virtually impossible for me to get it out of my head,” she explained, giving the redhead her full attention. “Hear me out--- I give you the start-up money as sort of like a loan, you get your business going and when you earn double or triple the amount I lent you, you just pay it back!” She’d always been told she was too generous, but at the very least, she was a smart business-woman. The idea showed promise.

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moongirlxartemis‌:

“that’s what i’m saying!” she agreed, rolling her eyes. it felt good to be validated in her feelings of frustration. even if she knew that they were perfectly reasonable. “i mean the garage wouldn’t have hired me as a mechanic if i couldn’t do my job.” she offered a nod and a small smile. “thanks. i should be used to it by now, though right? i mean i am working in a very male dominated field. and we’ve already established that boys are stupid.” 

“Feel like coffee isn’t the best way to make up for that shitty situation, but we’re here, so might as well,” she sighed, flagging down a waitress (to no such avail). The blatant disregard as they walked on by--- her cheeks flushed and her hand went back to the table in an almost defeated slap, a pout forming. She often missed Seoul. It was efficient to get service as every second was precious. “Why not open your own garage?” She thought about that suggestion for a moment, shaking her head soon after. “Wouldn’t necessarily help, would it? Men trust men.” A beat. “What about a garage for women, by women?”

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minaxvisser‌:

Mina walked briskly her heels clicking on the concrete as she moved. She had worked late yet again and now it was nearing midnight. It was easy to get paranoid in her line of work and even easier when walking home alone. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being followed. Mina increased her pace a bit, before making a sharp turn and facing the pedestrian behind her. 

“Are you following me?” She didn’t mince words, looking the stranger head-on. 

“Of course not,” she insisted, taking a precautionary step back. She’d only realized how close she’d been following behind the fellow brunette. She narrowed her eyes, lifting a small item to eye-level. “You dropped your credit card. If I was following you, I wouldn’t be doing it in three-inch Black Suede Pigalle Heels.”

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moongirlxartemis‌:

artemis chuckled and nodded. “fair. they can be pretty stupid,” she agreed. she looked, quickly finding a coffee she liked the sound of. “i’m a mechanic. and this….total fake macho type of guy brings his truck in. they give it to me to look at and he tells me to go back to the front desk where i belong and let the boys talk about cars. i almost punched him in his stupid face.”

“Why,” she started, blinking. “Bother! You bring in your big ol’ yee-yee truck for a specialist to look at and you send away the specialist going to take care of your hunk of junk? In what world---”, she trailed off. She had to take a breath. She didn’t have a clue about cars herself, but she knew if the roles were reversed, she didn’t care who worked on her car as long as it was done. “I’m so sorry you had to deal with that.”

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moongirlxartemis‌:

artemis chuckled and nodded. “well i can’t say no to a free coffee, now can i?” she laughed and nodded. “thanks. sounds good to me.”

“Not that the topic of stupid boys is anything new,” she noted decidedly, pushing the menu towards the other. “But what happened? I’m only asking because basic curiosity quickly turns into morbid with the snap of a finger and it won’t look as pretty, I promise.”

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moongirlxartemis‌:

artemis looked up, almost ready to snap at whoever had spoken but paused her wildfire tongue when she heard what the other said. the redhead chuckled. “hm. that’s probably because i definitely do want to hit someone,” she replied. “stupid males who think they know more than me cause i’m a girl.”

“Those damn stupid males,” she attested with a sly grin. “Can I buy you a coffee? Might make you feel a little better. You can vent to me or we can just sit in silence. Whichever you prefer, sugar.”

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moongirlxartemis‌:

artemis huffed dramatically as she plopped down in a seat at the coffee shop. she wanted something stronger but if she did that, she’d probably go back to the garage and give the dude a piece of her mind. so she settled for caffeine, all while grumbling under her breath angrily.

“Someone spit in your drink? You look like you wanna hit something--- or someone,” she noted, taking slow, measured sips of her iced Americano. “Not that I blame you--- there’s a lot of people here I would sock in their ugly fucking faces for simply existing.”

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