@laurelsinclaircompulsion
“Oh shit, you too?” Ari couldn’t believe who she was seeing. Laurel Sinclair, known to Ariadne as one of the most annoying people in existence because she was just so fucking perfect. It wasn’t even in the nice way. It was in the fussy, always right, holier than thou, “how does she have any friends with that attitude?” way. Sometimes Ari imagined she would have turned out that way if her parents gave a fuck but they didn’t so here she was. “Miss Perfect isn’t so perfect after all, huh? Makes me feel slightly better about myself.”
Ari casually planted herself on the cot across from Laurel, a very amused smirk on her face. “If Sentinel Services doesn’t get to you first, the lack of proper decor here will probably kill you. I give you three days.” Was Ariadne being rude? Most definitely, but she knew Laurel had a wicked tongue and has never spared Ari from it. If anything, Ari loved that Laurel broke her pretty princess facade with her. They always met during formal events so she knew how well mannered the woman could be, but she always wiped off that pretty expression for Ari. It made the boring social functions her parents dragged her to all the more fun.
“So what can you do? Please tell me it’s ugly. I’m dying to find ways to find you less physically attractive.“ Like clockwork, her eyes began to roam Laurel’s body, quite disappointed to see that it was still as attractive as she remembered.