#robinlavois

[ohmydcrling]

outgoing text to >> baby bird

clem: hey, where are you?

clem: are you okay?

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@robin lavois​

parties in full-swing were one of lindsey’s favorite things. she liked being around people, liked being part of something, liked feeling pretty. the charity event masters held was no exception, especially given the disney theme, one of lindsey’s favorite things in the world. she had managed to convince jude that beauty and the beast was perfect, and he looked so handsome she almost didn’t want to leave him alone all night. but it was still a work party, and he still had lawyer friends, and she really might need a little bit more champagne if she was going to stick with that all night. “oh- robin!” she beamed, seeing him as she made her way through the crowd, “you look amazing!”

[wddingcrshers]

@robinlavois​​ // closed

the mini fridge in naomi’s office was always stocked up, normally with whatever her parents sent her from their travels. lately they had been staying at home to work, so the fridge was full of meat and cheeses from france, and she figured the perfect person to help her eat them was robin. she wasn’t sure if he was homesick or not, but a little reblochon and comté could never hurt. sending him a text, she pulled out some crackers and a baguette that she bought at lunch and waited for him to come up to her office.

[ohmydcrling]

since moving from reception, clem had felt disconnected from everyone. rightfully. maybe that had been the whole point of moving her - maybe it was a challenge or some way of testing her. clementine didn’t know. she just knew that she missed being able to catch robin every morning and evening. “so what’s up? how’ve you been?” she asked over her menu, not even looking down at the pages because she knew what she wanted and was more invested in catching up.

@robinlavois​ (closed) 

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@robinlavois​

lindsey had been a touch more exhausted than usual, this week. she wanted nothing more than to go home and sleep, but there were about five hundred things she had to do before she could get that luxury. one of those things was, unfortunately, meetings with different departments. “hey, robin,” she sighed to the intern as she walked out of another marketing meeting, “could you do me a favor? email me the meeting notes, please? between you and me, i was only half paying attention. i don’t mind if they’re in french, i just really need to be able to look at what happened.”

[ghcstin]

☎ for sebastian !

put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:

name: robin

ringtone: generic iphone one 

picture: (xxx)

last text sent: “J'ai entendu les deux vieilles dames se chamailler en bas et …… soudain j'ai besoin d'une pause cigarette.”