#opvline

[sirenoire]

" what the fuck are we supposed to do here? i asked the bitch at the front desk and she said they don't provide house keepers and that we're required to do our own cleaning and laundry. she's such a cunt. "

[mcraki]

“ whichever one of you drinks this sewage water needs serious therapy, this can only be considered a form of self-torture. ” that he had no issues seeing in the fridge and drinking as if it was his, but only for a very fair reason: “ we're all out of diet coke. ” ― @opvline & @sirenoire

[mcraki]

“ it just annoys me to no end that a lot of marketing strategies now have to revolve around tiktok. so, anyway, that's why i want this campaign to be a short film, huge production really, and needed to hear your opinion on it. ” ― @opvline

[mcraki]

    “ listen, i'm not complaining, i would've never gotten this job if not for nepotism, i just didn't wanna have to move to paris. but whatever, it's better than being kris' assistant. anyway, why are you here ? is it fashion week again already ? ” ― @opvline

[mcraki]

    “ this would be the final design, but the crystals would make this a red carpet only dress; the added weight and stiffness wouldn't allow your highness to sit while wearing it. we can work on a second custom piece, more fluid and comfortable. high jewelry to make up for the simpler design of the dress. ” ― @opvline

[sirenoire]

" call your mom sometime, yeah? she was in cape town and found out i was coming here a few days after you. told me about ten times to tell you to take your omega 3s and magnesium. "

[astralfms]

@opvline // ocean breeze wine bar

the  breeze  on  the  terrace  is  cool,  eyes  closing  as  she  leans  against  the  railing,  allowing  the  wind  to  move  across  her  face  and  through  her  hair.  it's  been  the  perfect  summer  night,  and  she's  hoping  to  stretch  it  just  a  bit  longer.  after  a  few  deep  breaths  she  finally  turns  to  make  her  exit,  stem  of  her  empty  wine  glass  dangling  loosely  between  her  index  and  middle  finger.  it's  then  that  she  catches  a  familiar  face  and  is  stopped  in  her  tracks,  double  taking  for  good  measure.  “nevaeh  ?”  it's  impossible,  but  a  trace  of  her  life  in  london  has  found  their  way  to  palmview,  leaving  her  absentmindedly  approaching  to  interrupt  her  dinner.  “so  sorry  to  interrupt,  but,  do  you  remember  me  ?”