#olayemi

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Two Dieci bros getting in a heated debate about something they'll forget about in a week or so

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Interview With The Vampire is a Chaotic, Toxic MASTERPIECE That I Hate t...

I love herrrr

[Do not watch this review if you can’t handle this lady roasting all your favorite characters on this show to the max. Because she roasts errrybody. Except maybe Daniel, Madeleine and season 1 Claudia. I, for one, think it’s hilarious.]

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She got to the Waterfront early...

Earrings: x | Pants: x | Purse: x |

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Trying out the Limbus chibi style with my association fixers ocs, feat. my fan association, the papokõi association

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Some of my association fixers :) Anahi and Katya are from fan associations

Anahi is from my fan association, Papokõi (seventeen), they are essentially the first responders and clean-up crew of the City. They are often called human sweepers.

And Katya from the Osiemnaście (eighteen), my friend's fan association who work on scrapyards and selling materials to workshops and Wings.

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When you search the web for holistic remedies and read that goat’s milk alleviates eczema. (Instead of buying actual necessities).

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Since moving in a few months ago, Olayemi and Azzédine had grown closer...

That is, if ‘closer’ constituted no longer awkwardly leaving the common areas of the apartment when Azzédine entered. Though, ‘Dine (DEEHN), as she liked to be called, owned the apartment- so...perhaps that’s why Olayemi still felt like a stranger in her own home months into living there.

“I think I found a new job..”

“You think?” ‘Dine repeated, before rolling onto the hot water bottle, in an attempt to ease her cramping. “Why the uncertainty?”

“I don’t know..” Olayemi started, pulling her phone away from Chylo’s curious paws. “I saw the job posting outside the grocery store. I have to meet the person and his daughter first.”

‘Dine laughed. “You asked to meet in public right? That could be a craigslist killer..” As shy as Olayemi was when they met, ‘Dine was surprised craigslist gigs seemed to be the primary source of the girl’s income.

“Of course! We’re going to meet at The Grill in Georgetown first.”

“That expensive ass restaurant where a simple glass Merlot is like $45? I didn’t know you were rolling like that Olayemi.” ‘Dine peeked up from her own phone and offered a smirk.

“It’s expensive?” She asked, meeting ‘Dine’s gaze with a look of hesitation. The whole reason she was going to the Grill was to secure a job. Not spend more money. “Well, I’m just going to eat before I leave and order the cheapest appetizer they have when I get there.” It was more of an interview anyway. Olayemi didn’t think the occasion called for a 5 star course.

“You should write a book on broke girl tactics...”

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With her groceries in hand, Olayemi begins to head home before she spots a bulletin board near the store’s parking lot. It certainly couldn’t hurt to look for another gig, considering the money she made from the show on U street a few weeks ago, had nearly run it’s course. The sign read... 

Looking for work???

I’m looking for a female swim instructor, to teach my 9yr old daughter privately.

contact me here:

A D.C. phone number is listed below in uneven sections at the bottom of the flyer.

The rate lists $20 an hour.

The handwriting was neat, but rushed. Olayemi ripped a perforated slip from the flyer. She was a decent swimmer, (from the few summers she spent with family in Rio.) and was hardly in a position to be picky about jobs. A job that paid $20/hr could cover her rent for the next month, at the very least.

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