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@vivi-straights
“Well, when you put it that way I suppose you are right.” Vivian mentioned it softly offering him a smile. “Do you like what you do though? That is the important thing.” Giving a few firm nods she walked before taking a left and headed down the adjacent street.
“If shrinks take their clothes off for a living,” She paused and looked at him with a smile. “Then yes, I am a shrink.” As she joked she laughed softly offering him the smallest of shrugs. “I’ve had worse aimed towards me don’t worry about it Christian.”
“It might be too cold but that doesn’t mean you can’t have fun at a lake~” She sang a bit nudging her head towards the direction she was heading. “You can walk with me if you like I have to get these groceries to my home.” When Johnny had asked her what she does for a living her brightness dimmed just a little. “Nothing as impressive like you do I just take my clothes off for a living.” Vivian admitted with a tiny shrug of her shoulder as her foot stepped down from the curb.
Vivian let out a soft laugh at his joke giving him a playful bump with her side. Tilting her head a little bit at his mention of his grandfather and being the splitting image of him. Good genes must have ran in his family. Never getting to meet her family except her mothers side she was a little envious. “Well there has to be lake around here some where right? I haven’t gotten to explore around here much since I work really odd hours.” Offering a bright smile Vivian offered him a playful wink. “Nice to meet you Johnny Boy~ My name is Vivian but all my friends call me Vivi.”
“Poking fun isn’t very nice, Mister~” Vivian chimed in a playful tone as she watched him puff his cheeks. “I’d dare say you almost got an 1,000 yard stare or at least the making of one.” She teased softly before listening to his words she shifted her groceries in her arm. Biting the inner side of her cheek not many people knew about her degrees. Hearing that the police just let it go however, that bothered Vivian for more than one reason. This might be something she would look into low-key. Keeping it expertly off her face she sighed softly rolling her eyes up to the sky in thought. “I’m not going to say sorry because if I were you I would be tired of that. But! The best cure of sadness that I know of is- fun. I happen to be the Queen of fun.” Vivian said it in a happy bright tone before playfully swaying a bit. “What do you say are you up for some fun?”
The harsh look caused Vivian to give him a look herself. One that she used when someone at work would say or do something she didn’t completely agree with yet, went with it anyway. Once his brow soften she gave him a small nod, “You’re welcome, I’ve been over hearing that from various people around here.” Vivian admitted as she slipped her phone back into her pocket picking up her milk. “Is the town always so- bleak? I just moved here a bit ago. Is there anything- else troubling you?”
Vivian’s eyes swung over to the man that was suddenly talking to her. Blinking a few times it took a moment to register what he was saying he seemed a bit whelmed to say in short. Or, at least she thought he looked whelmed. “Are you okay, Sug? Vivian questioned with a bit of concern. Setting the milk down on the ground Vivian fished her phone from her pocket. Seeing the time she hoped the gym was a 24 hour one. “It’s about 8:30-”
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“That’s alright, Sug.” Vivian replied offering him a smile she took a seat next to him. “You are not the first man I heard that from this week, and honestly your attitude isn’t the worst that I had either.” She chimed it in a playful happy tone hoping to raise his spirits a little bit. Once her gummy bear drink was slid in front of her she added two packets of sugar to it. “Vivian, or my friends call me Vivi.” Taking a few drinks of her own drink she hummed a soft happy sound before shifting to cross her legs. “It may be my day off but you have my ear if you need it. I’m pretty new in town and have no idea about anyone or anything. I guess I am a pretty good sounding board in that case.”
Christian sat, drink in hand, at the bar. He was in no mood for company, but that clearly didn’t stop people from coming up to him. Was he really putting off that much of a distraught vibe? As someone sat next to him, he didn’t even look up as he downed the rest of his drink. “Now’s not really a good time,” he said, tapping the bar for another drink.
Walking in Vivian had the night off which- was odd. She wasn’t sure that strippers could get a night off but she took it and decided to head out to some spots. See if she could see what the locals were like. As she sat down not really paying attention to the man she sat down next too. Vivian put on a pleasant people pleasing smile. “Are all the men in this town assholes?” She asked the playfulness slowly draining from her voice. Looking him over Vivian shook her head a bit standing ordering her drink. Seeing that most of the other bar stools were taken and not wanting to piss someone else off she waited in place. “Looks like I can’t get away from attitude even when I have off. Which I shouldn’t have off-” Vivian talked to herself under her breath.
“this shit is not cool, how many people have to be killed in this town before the killer is taken down. I know the Humphrey girl isn’t dead, but damn.” he sighed, seeing it from the side of an older brother and what he would do if it were one of his sisters, plus sage was a friend. “wish there was something us ‘civilians’ could do.”
“Killer?” Vivian asked confusion tainting the playful tone she normally held. “Humphrey girl?” This was more so to herself than the man near her being rather new to town she mainly kept to herself. That and not many people want to talk to her once they pieced together why she wasn’t around much during the day. Hearing something about a killer however, this made her want to shorten her time outside even more. Work, Home, Store. That seemed to be the safest.
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Normalcy. A rare word even for Vivian actually settling down for longer than a month was going to be a little difficult even for her. Always being on the move, avoiding what seemed to chase her to the ends of her nerve. This time, she felt a little differently. This time she was going to stay right where she was no matter how tough, or even, dangerous the situation may be. She was hoping that it would come down to something dangerous. Vivian with hoping that they had just given up trying to catch up with her. Having managed to get to the grocery store an hour before it closed she bought what she felt she needed. Pleasant bubbly smile in place.
Slim strong hands grabbed the paper bag and gallon of milk that she had bought. Her feet carrying her as she was deep into thought. Not owning a car she was opting to walk or bike where ever she needed to go. “I should really put a basket on my bike-” Vivian’s voice came out soft as she spoke to herself hands shifting. Waiting for the light to change Vivian bounced on her toes causing her hair to bounce with the movement.
