#ask: seph

[angelicarogers]

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Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

[sent - 2:45 a.m]: Hey, I haven’t heard from you in a while. Are you okay? I just... want to know you are okay. I know Tino wouldn’t let anything happen to you, but.. Just let me know you are doing fine.

Send ✘ for an unsent text

[unsent]: You know the worst part of it all? I understand why my mother wouldn’t want me. And it scares me to think no one will, ever. It’s 4 a.m in Germany and I am feeling down and I need to talk to someone so bad right now.

Send ♣ for a drunk message

[sent - 7:53 p.m]: Seeeeeph. Let’s get out of here. Let’s leave Vegas. Come with me to Mykonos, let´s forgte about everything and just leave and have a good time for a week. I’m buyign the tickets as I type this. Let’s go, please????

[angelicarogers]

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☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse

Angelica breathed in deeply, shaking her head as she threw the magazine to the floor, her doe eyes fixed on her friend “Seph, it’s just another rumour” the brunette stated, gazing at the front cover wryly. Yet another story allegedly having some dirt on Seph’s mother and father, perhaps a secret child and another story regarding Seph herself, either another pregnancy scare or something regarding her relationship with Tino. She was certain the blonde wasn’t exactly sad or embarrassed, by now she was used to the tabloids spitting her name and her family’s name around, as it was something they had grown to tolerate, still it was getting tiring. The eldest Tobias took a deep breath, making the club owner look up at her with a worrying look and a frown. “The worst part is I feel stupid for letting them get to me, again” Persephone muttered in discontent, making her friend nod in utter silence whilst patting her back tenderly “It happens to the best of us, Seph, it’s okay. It will be fine. I can convince them into apologizing to you and the Tobias family in general and take back what they said. I’m sure Tino will give them hell. And then you and I will go shopping and get some drinks for the sake of the career we’ll end after I discover who wrote that article. It will be fine, whatever you want to do, we’ll do it. Just don’t let them get to your head, you are better than that. And I’ll always be here to raise hell for you” Angelica promised with a gentle squeeze at Persephone’s shoulder.

✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick

“Your input doesn’t interest me Seph. Not this time around, I am afraid. Tino is not here which means I am taking care of you, either you like it or not” the brunette announced as she placed a small box filled with medicine of all kinds and various very well-known homemade remedies for the common cold that she had learn over the years thanks to her nana and occasionally her mother. She placed the box on the counter and gave Persephone a known grin as the other fired back with a “You shouldn’t have. I’m fine, it’s simply a cold.” Breathing in, Angelica started unboxing the items, pointing to the chair and the blazer nearby, her friend following her unspoken instructions with an unpleased groan “I am taking care of you either you like it or not, Seph. This my time to prove my nursing self and you won’t take it away from me. Also, I may care about you and the last thing I want is for this cold to turn into something worse. Now, indulge me and go to bed while I figure out a way to prepare you soup without burning your kitchen down” the brunette commented with a teasing tone, making her blonde friend look back at her, alarmed “I am only kidding. I won’t burn anything down, I promise. Now go or else I’ll call Pandora and get her down here to take care of you” Angelica warned with a pleased smile as she saw her friend take the medicine with one hand, dragging herself out of the dinning room to her room “Good girl. I’ll be up there in a minute, browse a movie for us to watch and stay in bed! I’ll bring tea.”

✙ our muses shopping together

Angelica breathed out loudly and tiredly, sitting on the duvet whilst indicating one of her assistants where to put the couple shopping bags they were still carrying around. It had been a long day of boutique after boutique, meeting with a handful of renown designers and promising names alike to get the perfect dress for Persephone’s fundraiser. The brunette liked to prepare her wardrobe with anticipation when it came to such events since most of her outfits were couture and often needed small changes to fit perfectly to her slim and small form and had invited the host herself to pick an outfit for the evening with her, knowing it would serve them as both girl time and shopping spree. “Mademoiselle Rogers, may I offer you some champagne while you wait for your friend?” she heard a calm, exotic voice call from afar, a pleasant grin forming on her lips “S’il vous plaît, Jerome. Make sure to have one flute ready for her as well. I’m certain she will find the right dress here” Angelica beamed as she waited for her friend to make the big reveal of the evening. “Bien sûr, Mademoiselle. She is a natural beauty, anything from our new collection would look good on her. If you’d like, I can show her some of Madam’s Basso new designs” the male offered with a cheeky smile as he handed her a flute filled with champagne. The club owner bowed gently, smiling with gratitude “We must wait and see if anything in store interests her, if not, I’d let you know. Merci, Jerome. Vous êtes un réconfort donné par Dieu” the female responded gracefully while she heard Seph’s heels coming closer and closer, her heart stopping for a minute when she saw her blonde friend in one of her favourite Dennis Basso’s designs “This must be what paternal pride feels like. Seph, you look beautiful. Tino will lose his mind when he sees you in that dress.”