[seo-jaehoon-blog]

Jae Hoon straightened up, putting the flowers down to get a better look at the woman swearing so explosively. The cafe next to his shop was a haven for frustrated customers, businessmen and others come to work or study, so it wasn’t as if he hadn’t heard it all before. The lady sitting there seemed exceptionally frazzled, but still quite pretty underneath those heavily furrowed brows. 

“Are you okay?” he asked, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking quizzically at her. 

[savannahcarsonx]

Her face turned a shade of pink, almost too embarrassed by the situation. It was often that Savannah’s thoughts escaped from her mouth, sometimes as vulgar as they were. "Yeah I’m fine...just flustered with this stupid assignment” she spoke, trying to brush it off before picking up her cup coffee. “I’m writing a lovely article on tax free weekend shopping” the deadpan expression on her face showing how unamused she was by the situation.

[wrenxevergreen-blog]

“Next time!” Wren said smiling ear to ear, realizing she had just made herself another friend. She had been putting herself out there more lately, and was surprised to find it was paying off. “You can say that again,” she said with an eye roll as the woman mentioned she also came from a snobby community, “I got tired of the constant charity benefits where people only bid to show how much money they had rather than show how much they cared about a cause years ago. Had to escape to the city and yet here I am-waitressing for the rich.”

[savannahcarsonx]

A laugh escaped from Savannah’s mouth, the charity events she had complained about, Savannah had learned to loathe just as much. “Mmm, yes I can recall the smell of expensive champagne and caviar now.” she said jokingly. “Well at least you can pride yourself on not being yet another entitled trust fund brat.” Savannah pushed her now empty glass back to the bar, slapping the twenty dollar tip along with it. “I’m Savannah by the way.” her hand extended out to shake the girls in front of her.  

[katherine-lannister-blog]

 About to spit her coffee out in surprise, Katherine’s head whipped around to see a blonde looking frustrated. She just swore pretty loudly in the early morning - that’s unusual. Hearing her apology, she couldn’t help but smile back and shake her head softly. “Don’t worry about it, I understand. I swear at my laptop all the time.” She chuckled before taking a sip of her coffee. “I hope with whatever you’re working on you get done soon.”

[savannahcarsonx]

Savannah let out a sigh, relieved she didn’t actually offend the girl in front of her. “Yeah you know, those pesky electronics” she said jokingly before taking a sip of her own coffee. She looked begrudgingly at her laptop in front of her, almost completely resenting her work assignment, and her boss for assigning it. “Hopefully so, If not my boss might literally fucking murder me. Thank you for the boost of confidence.” 

[savannahcarsonx]

There were very few times throughout Savannah’s journalistic career where she felt she had writer’s block. It just wasn’t something she experienced often, yet when she had, it was the bane of her existence. Looking down at the laptop before her, she let out a long sigh. She could feel the migraine setting in, the frustration showing on her face. “Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.” she mumbled out, before realizing the words she was speaking, had actually not just been inside her head. Looking up from her laptop, hardly ashamed of her choice of words, she smiled sheepishly “Sorry, wasn’t talking to you. I meant to say that to my laptop.”

[wrenxevergreen-blog]

Wren turned towards her new bar partner, a blonde she thought couldn’t be much older than herself. “Now that’s what I like to hear,” she said with a smirk as the woman offered to buy the next round. “But only if I can get the next after that…well maybe I might need to hold off on that one because if I’m being honest I’m already feeling a little tipsy,” she finished with a laugh as they clinked glasses. “Do you work around wealthy people too?”

[savannahcarsonx]

“Oh trust me, after this round I am definitely done as well. I have a work assignment to finish this weekend anyway” she said with a sigh. “Next time” Savannah stated, as she tipped her glass and downed the rest of her drink. “Work? Not really, unless you count my boss. I was however raised in a society with those elitist snobs such as those who tip you horribly. In fact, I’m pretty sure I attended school with most of them....I promise I am not like that”

[shimmeryourheart]

[thecamerongoodearchived-blog]

Raised to be a polite ‘ good girl ’ - there were certain times when being small wasn’t good enough for Cameron. Times when she had to reach out and take what she wanted by the reins. Where her fists felt bigger than her voice ever could be–– and insults and petty-name calling wouldn’t do the job anymore. Where condescending assholes ran around in over-abundance and enough was simply enough.     “FIGHT ME !”  –– She launched herself past a pair of masculine arms, ready to bite off the triumphant look on the girl’s face with her ready-sharpened teeth. “Fight me, B I T C H ! I’ll take you and your skank army, too!”

[savannahcarsonx]

Savannah’s eyes had rolled into the back of her head, smirking in amusement at the girl who so fiercely tried to come at her...all over a miscommunication at the bar. However Savannah wasn’t one to be  civil in situations like this, even more so when she had a few drinks in her system. 

“What you and the rest of the six dwarfs?” She scoffed. “You should calm down, you look ridiculous.”

[wrenxevergreen-blog]

“I swear-if I had a dollar for every time some snooty old couple who showed up at Langlois in a Benz left me less than a ten percent tip after eating a meal with a total more than my utilities cost me in a month, I’d actually be able to pay my bill on time. Feel free to argue with me about the whole thing, but unless you’ve worked for tips you don’t know how important they are,” she said in a huff, talking to no-one in particular, and yet at the same time desiring a conversation or sympathy from someone as she took a swig from her cosmo while leaning against the bar. “But then again here I am spending money on expensive cocktails, so call me a hypocrite,” she finished with a smirk.

[savannahcarsonx]

"Expensive cocktails that you most definitely deserve” Savannah said as she stirred her with her finger and taking another sip from the lipstick stained glass “I got this round doll, don’t worry about it. I’ve had my fair share of experiences with entitled wealthy asses” rolling her eyes she raised her glass to her friends, clinking them together “Cheers for actually being decent people”.

[frankiexabello]

“You know how people always talk about food when they’re high? Or, like, just crave it really badly? Well, that cloud up there… Right now it looks like this -— this big fluffy marshmallow. But it doesn’t taste like marshmallows, no, it tastes like… Like sour candy or something. GOD, I fucking love sour candy.”

[savannahcarsonx]

“Frankie....are you okay?” She perked an eyebrow “Do you want me to get you some sour candy from the store?”