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“You’d think you’d get used to it after a while, but I can’t tell you I wouldn’t rather be in Arizona right now myself.” She crumpled up the paper cup and chucked it at a waste bin, unsuccessfully bouncing off the rim onto the pavement. “Shit... Gimme a sec,” Vix glanced at Zora before running off after it, begrudgingly refusing to litter even if she’d already failed to look casually cool yeah nice throw great arm thanks I work out. This turned into cursing as she shuffled around grabbing the other pieces lying around people hadn’t bothered themselves to deal with. Literally two seconds people.

#posting my own art because it still fits the aesthetic

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a dream.

“Of course,” she replied, eating the fruit off her umbrella, “It’s essential to the experience.” It was debatable whether that was referring to the drink or the shorts, both, likely. “You should consider designing an exercise wear line, there’s certainly the market for it. No one seems to consider individuality or style when manufacturing them, wouldn’t you want to accentuate your best features as much as possible when you’re already showing off your body?” “Ice and snow sports would be the hardest of course, somehow the whole thong and tank top look doesn’t work out.”

#scenario: vix becomes a model for ren in order to seduce him #jk #*flexing* twiggy can suck my dick and so can you if you work hard

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“Subtly isn’t exactly your specialty, huh,” Maddie smirked, taking a long drag of her cigarette.

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“The good stuff is Jack Daniels,” Madeline said, “the nectar of the gods!” She stepped into the elevator, giving the other girl a wink.

“I’m in room 423, which is next to room 424. That’s where Janis Joplin and Leonard Cohen slept together, which led Cohen to write ‘Chelsea Hotel Number 2,’” Maddie explained, “I don’t know where Bob is staying, but I’m sure it’s on the same floor.”

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“You flirt, how’d you know.” Vixen smirked. “Shame Bob’s not there, he could write a song about us fucking. Absolutely Fucking Thin Walls Blues. So cryptic that Bob, poetic, I’ll never know what he really means by that. Well whatever it is, it’s incredibly deep.”

"What do you mean by /people/? What do you mean by /these days/?" Vixen obnoxiously interrogated him. "Where's my thank you, you haven't even asked my name. I want a divorce."

That last bit hadn’t come out loud but it still tickled her, couldn’t jump the gun too fast, it wasn’t like skipping rope. You’d never get to the second date that way. Alright, she could have some sympathy for the devil, he was just lucky he was just her type, tall, dark... cadaverous.

❛ are you gonna shoot me? ❜

“…What the fuck Get out of my apartment.”It’s not fun when someone breaks into your home on a good day. Granted, this has the capacity to make any day into a ‘not a good day’, but it really takes on a special je ne cest quoi when it’s been absolute shit! If Vixen had a gun on her she would shoot herself, if this guy was doing this in order to get shoot he needed to rethink his priorities. She could call up the cops and have them shoot him, and then they’d shoot her without even needing to be asked. If everyone was really lucky, then they’d shoot themselves, but like I said, it wasn’t a good day.

#dhaniandtheheartbreakers