#interactions | ingrid.

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“good afternoon,” her voice dripped with pretension, even with such a simple phrase. she dropped her designer bag on the couch & a bit of a happy sigh went with it. she had spent her morning training -- as she did most -- & that actually put her into a good mood for once. she held out a smoothie to devon, a nice gesture that usually didn’t go without asking for something in return, but this time it just might. “made my order wrong the first time so they made me another one & i kept this one too. figured you might want something & i was feeling generous.” @ovrnights

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ingrid switly pulled her shirt over her head, an action she had done around bela more times than she’s willing to count. she couldn’t remember when the two started having any form of positive relationship -- if positive was the word for it -- but it definitely wasn’t something she gladly talked about with anyone but the other girl. it was a good distraction; a fun time to have instead of worrying about the goddamn olympics. “i think i’m still a little tipsy,” a small laugh left her as she stood over the bed. “which is not great. i gotta stop drinking so much. i mean vodka is fine but it’s really not good for your body, you know?” @bcdgvys

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@ovrnights sent: 🖕 flip my muse the bird

“excuse the fuck out of me,” ingrid gasped as someone just stepped on her new adidas. they were the rose gold ones too, i mean come on. “watch where you’re going.” she held middle finger in his face as she looked down to may sure they weren’t scuffed. she lowered her hand as she looked up, an instant eye roll happening when she processed the face in front of her. “of course it’s you. don’t you belong in walden or something? walk yourself back to the other side of the border line, please.”