#vstridb.

[jclvni]

astrid.

“ peace offering ? ” coffee in hand, he proceeds to her table with caution. “ i, uh— ” apologies never come easily, but astrid was simply collateral after cyclone croÿ had hit. “ i’m sorry for the other night. ” his fingers grip the back of the seat across her, hoping for permission to sit. “ you doing okay ? ”     * / @vstridb​

[kscniya]

&. ASTRID / @vstridb​

“ it’s strange to see you sitting away from the action of the party. ” she offers the other a flute of champagne. “ i’m not sure they have that drink you swedes drink too much of, but should i be requesting something stronger ? ”

[prycillvs]

            ❛    IS  IT  STRANGE  THAT  I  want  to  go  to  vigeland  sculpture  park    ?    ❜    she  utters  with  a  soft  laugh  ,  folding  one  hand    over  the  other    &    resting  her    chin    on  top  .  even  though  it  might  be  dangerous  ,  she    wants    to  go  out    &    get  to  know  the  city  they’ll  be  calling  home  for  the  time  being  .  she  knows  it’s  not  particularly  safe  ,  but  is  it  anywhere    ?    ❛    i    just    want  to  go  somewhere  .  i’m  really  not  fussy  about  where  .    ❜    her  mother    always    did  say  she  can’t  stay  in  one  place  for  more  than    two  seconds  .      \   @vstridb.

[jclvni]

astrid.

“ chardonnay— you didn’t tell me we were doing a theme ! if i wrap my bandana around my neck, you think i could pull off fred jones ? ” ( @vstridb )

[jclvni]

astrid.

melodic notes of laughter piqued his sudden attention — distinguishable, but it takes all of the four seconds he consumes in tying his laces for the memory to match the sound. “ chardonnay ! ” deprived of a name, it seemed to be one of her few identifiers. “ i’m losing sleep each night ; tell me, did that dress ever make it to the dry cleaner ? ” ( @vstridb​ )

[jclvni]

astrid. 

he pushes a glass between her fingers. “ —so explain to me: what the fuck is kebab pizza day ? ” questions ! sol loves to answer questions. it’s the perfect pastime while she picks their best viewing spot.     * / @vstridb​

[armanicatherina]

&. ASTRID // @vstridb

shoe in hand, armani studies every feature before exchanging a glance between her own foot and the younger princess’. “ sol, what’s your shoe size ? do you think these would fit me ? ” she hovers the shoe closer to her foot before setting it down. “ anyways, i’d submitted myself into my own confinement over the past… i’m not too sure how long. i’m behind on everything but if there’s anyone i can trust for a gossip rundown, it’s obviously you. ”