#c:simone

[arachnophvbia]

open starter for arma characters // simone.

⸻ a chipped, two-week-grown-out manicure taps impatiently against a cluttered countertop. simone, leveling a cool, unamused stare as the clerk fumbles nervously behind the register. after stuttering through an embarrassingly obvious attempt at overcharging her, she just stared at the man and allowed a long, uncomfortable silence for him to fully sit with his own choices.

she leaned down onto the counter, invading the mans personal space, a polished smile on her face. "look at me, honey." her voice was calm, voice a razor wrapped in velvet. "now look at yourself. who do you think is going to win this?"

when the clerk finally mumbled his apologies, she tapped his cheek and stood back up. "good boy, smart move." with a humorless smile, she finally turned away and caught the gaze of the person waiting in line behind her.

"can you believe this guy?" simone sighed lightly, her expression shifting seamlessly from cold irritation to mild amusement. "people these days—it's almost too easy. tell me you’ve got more brains than him. i'd hate for my day to get even more disappointing."

[goodguy-gavin]

Top three you would like to service (; and Top three you would LIKE TO SERVICE BC THEY ARE INSANE AND THE TOWN NEEDS IT?

“Those are two very different lists. 

First 3 would be 

1. Shane

2. Dylan 

3. Harper 

Top three I would like to see in my office to…

1. Evelyn

2. Callie

3. Simone”

[ava-avery]

take a break // Simone & Ava

With the constant pressure of the upcoming exams looming over her for the past few months, Ava felt that easter was a well-deserved break. Since she had not been home much for Christmas and the past summer, Ava decided that it was probably due time to spend the break at home, although being alone with just her family for a week sounded like a bore so she made sure to invite Simone over. They had been friends for a long while now, so visiting each other was nothing new and it was nice to have company. 

While Ava absolutely adored her little dorm room back at the castle, nothing really compared to her room back home. Once when she was younger, she had spent weeks trying out various bedrooms to figure out which one she liked the most before settling on this one and declaring it her own. It was the one she felt was the coziest and while the furniture was a bit extravagant, Ava had worked hard on making it her own over the past few years. 

It was where the two girls currently were perched now as it was one of the few rooms in the house where Ava’s brothers mostly stayed clear of unless asked otherwise, and she didn’t feel like being interrupted by them barging in. Ava sat at the top of her bed, leaning lazily against the headboard.

“Merlin, it felt like easter would never come,” She said to her friend. “One week is far too little, really.”

@simone-selwyn

[harlowetravers]

a coffee, a presentation, and a conversation. | closed.

who: @drsimonecooper​ where: kane-russell memorial cafeteria when: 2pm, january 19

She stood quietly in line, watching the nurses, doctors, and visitors filter in and out of the quiet, brightly lit cafeteria. She clutched a cup of coffee in her hands that she knew would be stale, but she needed a pick-me-up anyway. 

She could have passed for a doctor here, if she really tried, in her nice white coat, black skirt, and blue button up if not for the bright red badge that denoted her as a visitor at the hospital. She had just finished giving a presentation to the labs department on a new drug that had just been approved by the FDA that could potentially mess up drug results in lab. She wasn’t used to giving presentations, but it was a welcome reprieve from the pharmacy during some of it’s busier hours.

“I’d like to pay for the person behind me,” She spoke to cashier next to her and turned around, waiting for the next person to come along. Dr. Simone Cooper, whom she had gotten to know fairly well during infrequent meetings between the hospital and pharmacy. 

“Hey, hope you don’t mind, my treat today...a random, not-so-anonymous act of kindness,” She chuckled, waiting for her to finish up with the cashier before Harlowe used her card to pay. 

“Didn’t even see you back there when I got in line, how are you doing? Are you also getting a bit of caffeine before your next appointment?” 

[coliincorrect]

Kylo: *talking about the dog he ran into today* he likes biting

Simone: so do i

Kylo: *chokes*

[coliincorrect]

Crystal/Farrah: Why's everyone looking? What are they staring at?

Simone/Nyla: Well Crystal/Farrah, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but you're kind of a babe.

[averyxlostsoul-blog]

@simonexartois

A newspaper was tucked beneath her arm as she settled into the coffee shop. She’d scrounged up a few coins to afford a nice morning in the crisp air. Though the shop seemed busy and crowded, on a full-stomach the dozens of hearts beating in her ears didn’t seem as drawing. Instead, she focused on the smell of milky coffee radiating from her cup and the information about the town’s recent happenings. “Excuse me, “ The blonde smiled at the woman she passed, the familiarity between her and herself becoming easier to recognize every day. “Do you mind if I take this seat, everyone seems to be enjoying the morning out today.”

[ava-avery]

Bothersome things II Simone & Ava

“Whoever came up with this task is a sadist,” Ava declared as she put the giant egg down on the table in front of her. It had quickly been nicknamed ´terrible thing´ after she´d put it down for a few moments too long and it had began screaming bloody murder. Circe had bolted in the opposite directions and Ava was very tempted to follow the cat. Instead she had been stuck trying to coddle a damn egg while stuttering through the only lullaby she knew to try and make it shut up. 

Her morning shift was over, she had decided, so she´d tucked the egg under her arm and headed towards the Great Hall in hopes that Simone was eating breakfast and willing to take over it. Ava made her way over to her friend and nobody cared that she was not as her designated table, mainly because most of the students seemed to be busy with their own eggs. Besides, she was sure that it was far easier for her to sit down at the Slytherin table than to try and coax Simone over to the Gryffindor one. 

“Go to your other mommy,” Ava told the egg, unsure if speaking to it would help its mood, before gently rolling it towards Simone. “Do you think eating scrambled eggs would make it upset? If so, you try to keep it silent because just looking at this thing makes me hungry.”

@simone-selwyn