{ @sonicanary }
“No autographs, please.”
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{ @sonicanary }
“No autographs, please.”
{ @stupiidgood }
“What did you see?” Corrine sternly asks as she approaches the other, dressed in her darkest most casual clothes. This was NOT good, or was it as planned. Not only had this crime scene need to be cleaned up as quickly as possible, but she NOT letting the witness get away either. Her manager was now laying on the floor dead. Was the brunette the next?
The actress had a reputation to live up to- and this would automatically change things for herself and the community surrounding her; whether it be normal people or other familiar faces in the industry. Pursing her lips, the blonde stopped where the midnight sky was shining upon her through the windows, blood caked all across her face and body. It was almost as if it was just special effects makeup, but by the question and scene behind her, it was real. Her fingers played with the pen that she stabbed him with, twirling it between her fingers as she spoke up a little louder with the same emotionless look.
“I demand you to tell me this instant.”
{ @pigwithpersonality }
“I don’t attend Christmas parties...” It’s not her thing. Corrine was in a possessive relationship and for sure, unable to go even if she wanted to. But, being self-centered made her believe that she was TOO good for anything like that anyways. “I’m not going, Sidney.” Drinking Eggnog? Wearing ugly sweaters? No, thank you. An actress, in her mind, was not a normal person. She was supposed to be rehearsing all day and night for her career, not playing around.
{ @midnighthcurs }
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Corrine’s tone was confidently strong, and it matched her stubbornness. This actress did not talk about her personal life. Her murdered manager? Her possessive boyfriend? She wasn’t the highest-paid actress, or well known, but she knew how to play a role, very convincingly... And that was to avoid all questions attained in that direction. Though, it wasn’t everyday that she was recognizable by the public, being stopped by a reporter (of any kind) was very surprising.
Corrine expected a photo opportunity to take place, in which she was very willing to get her ‘face’ out there, and be even more discovered, but questions were pressed, in a inappropriate setting. Having stopped and interrogated made the woman furious. Her smile immediately faded. And with that, a sharp glance was shot towards the girl. Even if she seemed, or at least appeared young, the actress was not pleased.
“Leave me alone.” Grasping the strap of her expensive Guicci purse, Corrine’s knuckles turned white. Never, did she deem as an emotional person, but it all happened to take a toll on her, and wasn’t a comfortable subject to press on. She was fine, Charley was only looking out for her. And her manager? Liam tried his hardest to find her the best gigs... all in which she wanted more from. Killing gave her adrenaline over acting, but for now, her career was more important.
{ @thecxllective x }
“It matters because you shouldn’t make accusations without proof,” Corrine’s tone is snippy, but straight to the point. “As there is none. So, your accusation--- or implication as you put it, is invalid, Sir.” And she has zero time to deal with something like this. Her system is in a state of mourning over the loss of not one, but two bodies--- both of close relation. And she doesn’t need anyone’s idiocy to put a ridiculous title upon her name.