KNIGHT , MICHAEL .

MICHAEL KNIGHT — ♞

      ❛  must  be  nice,  ❜  she  smiles  dreamily,  imagining  all  the  places  she’s  been  wishing  she  could  go  for  years.  she’s  saved  up  enough  money  doing  glamour  shots  for  a  decent  spring  break  somewhere,  but  she  wants  more.  ❛  i’ve  always  dreamed  of  going  somewhere  like  california,  or  hawaii,  or  australia,  or  italy …  ❜  if  she  didn’t  stop  there,  she’d  never  shut  up.    ❛  yeah,  ❜  she  nods,   ❛  tina  always  throws  the  best  parties  around.  or  did  you  mean  the  town  ?  i’ve  been  here  my  whole  life,  ❜  cindy  reveals,  something  faint  in  her  voice  like  she’s  not  too  excited  about  being  a  small  town  girl  but  she’s  made  the  best  of  it.    ❛  but  anyone  hot  knows  this  is  the  place  to  be  for  a  good  time.  ❜

⠀⠀‬ “ Is that right ? I think I’ll take that as a compliment , ” releasing a small laugh , Knight continues , with a genuine look of curiosity . “ Why don’t you ? I haven’t ever had a job in Australia or Italy yet , but — My friend doesn’t like flying all that much . Afraid of heights , I think . ” Jokingly rolling his eyes for a moment at the thought , he settles further within his seat , an arm resting upon the side to prop up his chin between his fingertips . 

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shesould 

“       it’s not about what you do, it’s about how you look,       ”   and that statement can almost be taken seriously, but then this grin spreads across her face that clarifies that she’s just teasing. there is an unfortunate truth in that, in her own very particular point - of - view —— it’ll be about the fashion and making the gruesome look good, not about how she got there. and maybe there’s comfort in that. maybe there’s some solace knowing that everyone thinks it’s all an ongoing act, on and off stage. vivienne reminds herself of this                  it’s all an act, it’s all an act                  and she feels herself touching ground again. napkins are crumpled and tossed in a pile on the bar. she examines her hands one last time before she sticks on out for a friendly shake.   “       vivienne vendetta,       ”   she introduces kindly, flashing teeth through ruined red lipstick. it feels like a shift in demeanor. a natural return to kindness and graciousness, even though she feels like hell.   “       but viv is a-ok.       ”

Eyebrows mildly furrowing in reaction to her teasing , to suddenly his attention collecting towards her extending hand . Swiftly catching her hand with his own , Knight provides a gentle shake in return , a charming as ever grin forming to cover his previous confusion . “ Ah , Michael Knight . Pretty sure I’ve heard of you before , but ! It’s nice to meet you , Viv . ”

ask prompt —

Truth be told , complementing the mechanic who he has set his sights on long before their friendship would be an easy task !

shesould:

cue a soft sigh of relief                it’s not often vivienne receives such kindness, especially in this condition. and it’s not very often expected. after the shaky knees, the skin breaking under teeth, the shielding eyes from bright lights and horrified minds, a small smile appears. posture drops momentarily ; a pure moment in which vivienne relaxes in the other’s company, which she will remember for eternity. “       eh, well … i won’t stop you,       ”   a hoarse chuckle follows soon after. napkins ruffle and she’s still trying to scrape the red in her nail beds. a poor attempt, but at least it’s one at all. maybe it’s something to ignore the heartache of ruining her favorite pants … maybe the stains can be a fashion statement.   “       do you think if i tried real hard, i could make it look like it’s an accessory ? maybe it can be my new thing. it’ll be, like, a total statement.       ”

He’s dealt with all sorts of individuals , yet , Vivienne in particular seems to be of the ‘ oddball ‘ category . Not that he’s a stranger to combat wounds , however , he definitely wouldn’t be showcasing the aftermath of a battle within his outfits . At least , not anytime soon ! Eyebrows quirking in slight skepticism , releasing a quick exhale at her inquiry , “ Uh , well , ” Knight began , his free hand moving to rub at his neck , in a form of habit .

With the gracious invitation , Michael slides into the adjacent seat , his azure gaze lazily drifting through the various party go - ers before setting his gaze upon Cindy — Noting her smile , and swiftly returning the gesture , adding a slight nod . “ Mm , yeah , I’d say so ! Very vibrant in here , which is what I always enjoy in a party , ” replied the brunette , fingertips tapping upon his own colorful cup before bringing it to his lips to sip briefly .

‪⠀⠀‬ “ Oh , the name’s Michael — Michael Knight !

And sorry to hear about your friend not coming though , that can be a bummer sometimes . Did’ja come with anyone else ? ” Questioned the male , tilting his head to the side ever so slightly , in accordance to his curious expression .

vcnusians / cindy .

  ❛  𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒚  𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 !  ❜   the  notorious  party  girl  flashes  a  smile,  charmed  instantly.  he  seems  like  her  kind  of  person  already.  ❛  right  ?  i  love  the  loud,  chaotic  energy,  ❜  she  agreed,  pausing  for  a  taste  of  her  drink.  ❛  yeah,  plans  changed.  but  maybe  another  night,  ❜  she  gave  a  light  flip  of  her  hair,  not  complaining  about  fewer  distractions.  ❛  not  this  time,  ❜  she  answered  lightly.,  toying  with the  ends  of  a  caramel  blonde  wave.  it  was  typical  of  cindy  to  travel  in  little  packs  of  two  or  three,  but  she  didn’t  mind  exploring  or  having  a  good  time  solo  either.   ❛  i’m  pretty  sure  i’d  remember  seeing  you  before … are  you  from around  here  ?  ❜

Nodding while he listened , being the sympathetic stranger wasn’t too uncommon for him , matter of fact , it was almost a part of his job . This trip of his wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary , yet , he always seems to be on his toes , just in case of anything . A simple shake of his head would be given in answer to her question ,  “ Well , are ya sure ? Sometimes I’m able to sneak under the radar , ” lips curve into another , sort of joking smile .