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Tis the Season
Tiffany couldn’t believe she had forgotten the buns for the dinner. Her brother’s had come down for the holidays and her parents. Her apartment was full and honestly, perhaps she did forget them to be able to have a breather. There was a couple hours until the stores would close. Not surprised to finding the place busy, she turned down the aisle and saw a familiar face. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
miraleroux:
Mira looked at the female, studying her features. “You don’t need makeup to make yourself look ‘put together’ but if that’s what will make you feel better, go for it.” She paused, “You look beautiful either way, just because few of your features may seem different doesn’t change that.”
Tiffany let out a sigh. “I don’t think so much...” Her voice trailed off. “Thank you.” Lazy slender fingers combed through auburn locks. “I feel like I haven’t slept in days. I drink about ten cups of coffee a day. My parents and brother keep asking if they should come down but I tell them no. I want to be able to handle all of this on my own.” She shook her head. “Am I crazy?” A small laugh erupted from her lips.
Alicia Vikander by Justin Bishop | Vanity Fair TIFF 2017 Portraits
“I don’t look that bad do I?” Tiffany felt like she hadn’t slept in days. Sara had been sick and with work plus catering to a sick toddler, she was starting to feel it. She looked over at the person behind her. “I little bit of makeup would make me appear more together?”
Alicia Vikander posing for ‘Jason Bourne’ portraits, 2016
jackleighton:
“I’m assuming based on that description they either never figured it out, or it was a long time before they did.” Jack remembered when he first went to college. His mom had sent him with a box of recipes and he remembered calling her every time he tried to cook. He was no chef, but he wouldn’t starve. “Damn right I am. If you were willing to try your brother’s food then you should be willing to try fair food.”
After they entered, Jack immediately went for the concession stands, but Tiffany’s question had him looking off in the same direction she had been which was where all the rides were located. “Yeah. The fucking Zipper. I’m too tall for it so it spins a lot more which makes it just feel like I’m being battered around. You?”
Tiffany laughed. “Oh no. They are both still horrible cooks. It is quite funny actually. Poor Sebastian and Bentley. I think they live on home delivery or frozen foods, unless they go home for mom’s home cooking.” She shook her head. “If I get sick from this food, I will blame you.” Tiff teased.
Her eyes glanced around not sure where to start. She felt like a kid in a candy store. The petite brunette followed close beside Jack. “I always felt like I was going to fall out of the zipper.” She hummed softly. “Zero gravity and I never really got along. Always felt like I was going to throw up and could barely walk properly getting off.” She was rather disappointed in herself. “Though I am a glutton for punishment.”
jackleighton:
“Sounds like a plan to me. I look forward to going wherever you decide,” he informed her with a smile. “Oh you better not say that unless you mean it, because I will surely follow through.” His smile grew wider. “And then it’ll be even worse when you say it to someone and they expect you to follow through.”
“I am pretty sure it will be along the coast line. Beaches seem to be in my future.” Her finger curled around the handle of her mug, lifting the rim to her lips taking a small sip. It was different for Tiffany to actually flirt. Not that she thought much of it. “I am not one who only talks the talk.” A coy smile turned at the corners of her mouth. “Isn’t that one does on vacations? Make poor decisions?”
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