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❝ there’s BRAVERY in what you did, if i were you i would be very P R O U D. ❞
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@thcstylist liked this to join the fight
❝ there’s BRAVERY in what you did, if i were you i would be very P R O U D. ❞
@thcstylist
Nevaeh rushed inside the mansion, she had been in the gardens simply enjoying the day when Egeria had told her that Corina had arrived, without the time to change the youngest Snow rushed to the library where Egeria had taken the stylist, and it was with a smile that Nevaeh greeted the other woman.
“I am sorry for making you wait, please make yourself comfortable, I apologize for my…dressing state but I was outside.”
The brunette was wearing something very casual, her hair in a bun with a bandana used as a hairband, in a running outfit that would never be considered fashion in the Capitol.
“As you know my daughter is in love with your dresses, I believe my father already talked with you about her dress but I am in need of one too and I was wondering if you had the time to squeeze me in your schedule?”
@thcstylist is posing
“Corina Thompson” Hestia greeted, a deep, luxurious tone to her voice as she approached the other woman. Her hips had a natural sway, and her eyes lacked any demands in the face of someone she considered equal.
“I must say, it’s simply divine having the chance to work with you- Hestia Thimble, lovely to meet you at last”
She offered a hand, smiling at Corina.
* @thcstylist !
the glass of champagne in her hand was as full as when it was offered to her -- portia couldn’t stand the taste, but she couldn’t just say no. though, regardless of taste, she felt the urge to drain it and any nearby alcoholic beverage -- dread and fear outweighed determination and faith in their tributes tonight, but her focus couldn’t be marred. in the capitol, a party isn’t meant to be solely fun and laughter, especially when in reference to the games. she’d lost sight of cinna -- surprising, but not unmanageable. eyes locked onto another stylist, corina. district six. she was likely the only other one here, besides cinna, that portia wasn’t entirely uncomfortable with. “ corina, darling. ” a grandiose greeting, bright smile, and kiss to the other’s cheek was likely the most... lively she was going to be tonight, at least without feeling a wave of nausea as well. she glanced down at the drink in her hand, then back to corina. “ champagne? i can’t bring myself to drink anything. ”
@thcstylist liked your photo “Like for a starter from Peeta.”
❝ So---Everyone has a story. What’s yours? What made you want to get into being a stylist? ❞
Simple curiosity on the blonde boy’s part.