"I don’t think you understand --- it’s cashmere... I can’t simply wash it and stitch it back together... It’s ruined. All of this shipment is ruined. Do you even understand how much money I just lost the store because of this?”
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"I don’t think you understand --- it’s cashmere... I can’t simply wash it and stitch it back together... It’s ruined. All of this shipment is ruined. Do you even understand how much money I just lost the store because of this?”
adebailey:
Ade glanced up from the book he was reading, his gaze shifting to the person hovering over his table. He’d been sat in rePUBLIC for the last hour or so, trying to unwind before he headed home – today’s school run had been particularly horrible. “If you want to sit down, you can just ask, you know,” he commented, light smile on his features. “I don’t bite.”
“Are you sure?” Sally asks, still unsure by the man’s presentation to her. “There doesn’t happen to be anywhere better to sit, most seats are full.” She gestures with a small hand towards the rest of the cafe, impressed by how packed it was. Given, some of the other cafes had been affected by the storm, it was only natural for people to find an alternative.
sophie-cartwright:
“No- I’m fine. Just fine.” Sophie mumbled to the person beside her. “I’m drunk, I lost my keys, and somehow I thought it would be a good decision to move back to the one place I swore never to return to. Thank you for asking though.”
“Are you?” She asks again, a slight slim to her eyes because she doesn’t quite believe the woman. Particularly if she’s drunk. “Perhaps I should call you a ride home...”
kyracarrington:
Kyra walked into the hospital waiting room and cursed to herself “ Take a month off they said, It will be fine they said.” She huffed and went and sat down waiting for news on her parents who had been driving in the storm. She shook her head and sighed before noticing someone else in the room. “You here for relatives too?”
“Not exactly.” Sally responded curtly, fingers briefing the page of her magazine as she sat poised and yet relaxed. If someone were to call her, she would be up in a matter of milliseconds. But she hardly expected that to be the case --- she hadn’t moved in almost forty eight minutes. She’d been counting. “I suppose you are though, given the direction of your question.”
Lydia Martin + outfits || season 5
you are perfect → holland roden
“have confidence in who you are and don’t be afraid to go for what you really want in life.”
porterknight:
Porter grabbed his clipboard, where he had made an inventory list, and skimmed through what they had the smallest amount of so far. “Well, we need men’s clothing – sweaters, socks, underwear. We’ve had a lot of t-shirts and jeans donated, but not much else,” he answered, looking up at her with a small frown. “Me either. So much devastation, so much loss thanks to one storm.”
"Okay, I’m on it. Consider all of the necessities covered by my father’s account.” Sally said, going to make a list of her own towards what she needed to gather. “It really is. How is the Grill, did it survive the storm alright? I hear some places got so damaged.”
Text; Best Friend.
Kitty: Yeah, I guess no one wants flowers. Oh God! Do you want me to come round?
Kitty: Oo, that does sound nice x
Sally: No no don't be silly, they have my number if they turn up any earlier. We can go to the cafe next door?
Holland Roden poses as she attends the ‘Nouvelle Vague by Lancome’ party as part of the 2014/2015 Haute Couture Fall-Winter Paris Fashion Week at the Palais Brongniart in Paris on July 9, 2014.
“I just simply am not a dater. I think I have been on three official dates in my life. They are like job interviews and I refuse to be romantically employed.”