"i want you more than any stupid painting could ever say"

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"i want you more than any stupid painting could ever say"
Everyone wants Casey, and shes hyper aware of that and milks it for all its worth. Like not in a cocky way, but in the sense that in almost every bar scene shes in, she runs away with someone almost every time--And that time that she faked interest in one of Loinal Grangers associates for a case, and he fell right into that trap-
apesar de não admitir em voz alta, o bazar aconteceu em boa hora. após a morte do pai, olivia ficou responsável por reformar o imóvel e se desfazer dos pertences do patriarca. por isso, enquanto pessoas chegavam com pequenas sacolas de roupas e acessórios em bom estado para se desfazer, a brasileira chegava com várias caixas. se ofereceu para organizar os itens nas araras e prateleiras, justamente por serem muitos, quando cruzou olhares com muse. "você gostou?" fez questão de quebrar o silêncio, apontando para a peça da qual se referia. "deveria experimentar, acho que combina contigo."
olivia culpo via instagram.
Location: The Vixen Den Date: Friday, September 3rd Time: Victory Party (open)
A win is a win. No matter how many cards were doled out, no matter how few goals were scored, no matter that they spent more time pushing and shoving in the center of the court than trying to score on either end—they won. For only the second time in Olivia's time as a Fox, they won.
She used to take that for granted. She used to play on teams where winning was expected. Where it wasn't enough to win, if you didn't win the right way—if you didn't play with enough discipline, didn't rise up to the exacting standards that her coaches always had for their teams, whether it was her father or the Lions.
She knows that they can't expect to win more games if they keep playing like they played against the Southern Eagles. But—winning this first one gets their season off on the right foot. They can play better from here. They can build on this.
And—a win on the week of her birthday? A pretty good present.
She hasn't come back around to looking forward to parties the way she did her first few months as a Lion, but being in the Vixen Den feels less like a chore she needs to perform to be a good teammate after a year on the Foxes and after a win. There's still only soda in her cup and she isn't about to make a beeline for the dancefloor, but the music and the crowd feels less overwhelming than it did this time last year. And that feels like progress, something she can tell Betsy about.
"A lot more people show up to your party when you win," she says wryly, looking out into the crowd—which has a lot more strangers than usual. "Fair weather fans."
“¡Aquí! ¡Aquí!” Murmuró apremiante, aunque nadie pudiese escucharla, con una mano por encima en la que movía los dedos para llamar la atención de quien ingresaba al restaurante. La chica de la entrada le interceptó y preguntó por su nombre. Cuando hubo corroborado que era por quien esperaba Olivia, le acompañó hasta la mesa donde esta se encontraba la joven. Después de entregarles el menú se marchó para dejarlos elegir por la comida. “¡Hola! Me habían mostrado una foto tuya, por eso te reconocí... ¿Qué tal me veo yo en persona?” Inquirió con ojos brillantes mientras ocultaba la mitad de su rostro detrás del menú. @euforiias
closed for @writtenbyliv location: violet’s apartment
violet was happy to get the call of her sister finally arriving in chicago. she’d been counting the days to see when olivia would be able to get out of her los angeles contract and start her next project like she’d been hoping — now it was all a reality. the red head had ordered them a spread of chinese food while their brother was off working or occupying himself however he saw fit for tonight, but she’d be sure to annoy him with questions once he made his way home. for now the plan was to catch up and hang out with her sister, that was her focus when she heard a series of knocks against her door. she offered her older sister a smile once she opened up the door, waiting a moment before pulling her into a hug. “liv! finally you’re here, have you enjoyed everything you’ve seen round the city so far?” she questioned before motioned her sister to come inside.