garden fairy

knightscrest:

“I’ve actually drank a considerable amount,” Valerie slurred, swaying a bit, but not falling over her feet just yet. “I feel bad for you. It’s gonna be pr-etty hard to catch up. I got an iron liver. But you should join me. We should dance, get tattoos, let me kick your ass at Mario Kart…”

It was hard to acompany all the words vomited to her, Valerie was indeed a fun person to say around though,picking up a beer the redhead took a sip from the bevearage, “well, I’m up to all of those, but I’d actually prefer dancing in a club.”

“No, it actually doesn’t sound, I’m pretty sure marketing industry is behind all those bg holidays, I hate capitalism and how everything’s made so you’ll always spend your money on futile subjects.” Sighing heavily with a shrudder the redhead  wrapped a lock of her hair on her finger, “still it would be nice to get something by someone you know, to feel important to the person. But don’t mind me, I’m just romantic, honeydew.”

A sympathetically smile etched in her lips the redhead shook her head in agreement, “well, we can have a girls night out, so you can distract a bit.”

“I can’t wait for the new music we’ve been working on to be released. We’ve been working really hard on it, and I’m just really excited for people to be able to hear it.” 

"Oh great, I love your songs, I'’ excited to hear you have a new one. When exactly will you guys be releasing it?"

Benjamin was busy talking to the deaf woman inside his office, luckily he had taken an ASL course at Harvard, as an extra class. But it indeed comes in handy now when he was working. He cradled the baby in his arms, as the woman read carefully the papers on his desk before the child threw his teddy bear away. “Excuse me. Can you please pass me that toy over there?”

Rosetta grabbed the toy and start to play with the baby still in Milori's arms, handing it to him on the process. "so do you want some help?"

"I'm more of springtime days, yeah, but I must admit all these mirrored surfaces on lakes that only winter can provide is indeed much more interest than just looking myself in a mirror." She said as she puts a stray of her hair behind her ear while admiring herself on the lake. 

Frowning her eyebrows the redhead looked at Ravenna, “why? You’re my therapist.”

“Ariana is right– whoever said money can’t solve your problems must have not had enough money to solve them. And happiness is definitely the same price as red bottoms. I think this is definitely a new anthem for me.”

"You're right, I always thought I liked my money exactly where I could see it, hanging in my closet. With lots of shoes to add to be honest."

Hades quickly downed the shot before catching the other looking at him. His eyebrows shot up. “Oh, I’m sorry. Did you think it was for you?” The words were drowning in sarcasm.

The woman seriously doubt that treating his costumers like that the man in front of her would maintain a high clientele, but instead she just shrugged not wanting to bring much attention around her, "it doesn't matter, clearly you need it more than I do, I want another mimosa please," she spoke with the waitress in front of her. 

“Well I have no cash. So, my only options are for you to help me out or for me to finally commit a felony.”

"Well honeydew I suppose it's time for you to improve your underlaw skills," a smile etched on her lips as she shook her head with amusement, "kidding, of course I'll help you."