#*ronnie x interacts.

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@theiressence // keziah, yoga studio

usually focusing came easy to ronnie, her strong discipline allowing her to stay present during flows. today, however, was not the same. ( or any day classes were led by keziah, if she was honest. ) rolling up her mat, she found herself thankful that the class had finally ended, and that her courage hadn't left with it. tucking it under her arm, she took a breath of encouragement and strode toward the front of the class, a cheeky smile plastered on her features. "so, i don't know about you, buuuut," she drug out, slightly swaying as she continued forward and stopped in front of her. "i'm kinda famished after all of that. let me take you to lunch? i could use a meal with a view."

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@tctteredwings // mei, ronnie's apartment

girls' night was another excuse for ronnie to go all out, transforming her space into a comfortably lit hang out space, decorated for the theme to the nines. this particular theme was craft night, different stations set up throughout the living room for them to move from activity to activity. on the couch sat a goodie bag, ronnie tradition to thank her friends for coming ( and to keep them coming ). snacks lined the bar, along with all sorts of beverages. ronnie clapped her hands together at the sight, grinning over it before the knock at her door sent her running over. in the blink of an eye, she flung the door open, free arm gesturing in to the space. "come in, come in, you know the drill by now," she teased, taking mei's bag and setting it safely in her hall cabinet. "snacks are on the counter, drinks are on the bar. are you feeling like a movie tonight, or do you wanna get into some podcast action? completely up to you."

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@petalsfm // florencia, florencia's apartment

flopping onto florencia's bed, ronnie let out an exaggerated sigh, throwing her arms above her head. "i could lay here for twelve hours and not move. in fact, your bed could swallow me up and i would be perfectly okay with that." so, her last youtube video had been demonetized. so, what. she could get over it. "who comes up with those rules anyways?" since when could a girl not get on her vlog and curse a few times? "i didn't realize it was a crime to say shit, or to forget to edit it out. how was i supposed to know it was the first fifteen seconds? that's actually fucking stupid."

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@fireliit // seonho, finders keepers

"what do you think about this one?" ronnie asked, holding up an ankle length jean skirt, head peaking out from behind it. "i think either one of your sisters would like it, and they could share it." she would've loved to have a sister to swap clothes with growing up, she thought, tossing the skirt across her forearm without waiting for his response and digging straight back into the rack. "i'm trying to look for some versatile pieces that way they can use them when spring comes back around, too."

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@kencanas // green thumb cafe

"i have everything you need put together here," ronnie smiles, sliding the sticker laden manila folder across the table. it's contents consisted of her headshots and portfolio, or as she would put it, her life's work to date. "if you need anything else i have a drive on my laptop that i could pull out," her attempts at reminding herself to play it cool were futile, her heart racing as she faced the woman across her. scoring this deal would push her career in the right direction according to her manager, meaning her typical cool demeanor was reduced into a jumble of nerves. "and if you have any questions, i'm happy to answer them."

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@james-elroy // 8 ball brewery

if ronnie was going to do this, beer definitely needed to be involved. taking her spot at one of the high top tables, she wondered for a moment why she came in the first place. the thought was interrupted by james' presence, ronnie nodding her head toward the other large mug across from her. "i got you something big and something craft. i don't know if your taste has changed too, but."

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@owenrobinson // the green

ronnie hadn't prepared herself for the possibility of a large ( to her ) dog bounding toward her with its toy when she'd set out for a picnic at the green that afternoon. her fear of dogs was nothing new, but she'd been working on it. "oh my goodness you are huge," she observed, looking around for its owner and landing eyes on the man running after her. "i wish i was brave enough to throw the toy for them, but unfortunately your pooch decided to pick the one person in the park that's absolutely terrified of dogs."

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