#ivy001

[benjyxfriendwicks]

“Hey I--I really hate to ask this but would you be able to do me a favor?” 

@ivy-williamss

[iriskaram]

One thing that had always brought Iris out of the occasional funk on days where she couldn’t just drive to the beach and walk along the sandy shores for hours was flowers. Flowers had always been something her mother used to bring light into every room after her father left so it had almost been conditioned into her brain that to feel better, she needed to buy herself a bouquet of her favorite flowers or a new orchid for her small collection. One of her favorite ones happened to be in Mid-City so she’d taken the drive and was now looking at a variety of different flowers but couldn’t see the orchids anywhere. Noticing a woman working not so far away, she figured she might as well as instead of just lingering around like some weirdo. “Excuse me, hi! I was wondering if you happened to have any orchids?” she inquired, Australian accent clear as day.

@ivyfcir

[lexierivera-blog]

Soapy Water || Ivy & Lexie

@ivyholloway​

As hours had passed, with it came the multitudinous voices which had torn through silence like a pistol in the dead of night, scorching the surroundings and clawing at your conscious state. The female, however, figure hunched over a nearby table situated in the furthest corner of the canteen, remained without her focus designated towards the sterilised plate and the food which shrouded porcelain. Instead, in possession, remained a slightly bent screwdriver and a damaged radio - the equipment remaining to be her importance as dark eyes never removed themselves from what was within their grasp. Lexie never heard the sound of approaching footsteps, nor did she raise her head in fear of breaking her concentration, thus assuming the owner of said feet was simply ambling past and opting to not pay her any attention. 

Apparently, she was wrong.

“It’s a good thing I’m not performing brain surgery,” she expressed, refusing to share eye contact, nor examining the particular culprit who had broken her silence. “Because I’m pretty certain you’d have made me fuck up and we’d both have blood on our hands.” Morbid, true, but Lexie believed there was an importance to taking certain aspect seriously. If you were going to do a job at all, you’d best do it right.