DIVINE / QUEEN *

‘ when you grow up with a life as you had, i don’t blame you for feeling that way. it’s all you know so it isn’t as if i can hold it against you. i just simply wish it would stick that you aren’t that same girl who has to steal to survive. ’ a smirk traveled over very crevice of his lips, ‘ especially not when you have a man who is willing to steal for you. ’ leaning forward, his pressed a quick peck against her lips before sitting back. ‘ oh course, darling. where is it that you’d like to go. seeing as i don’t cook and you’ve only just returned, i figure dining here is out of the question. ’

Matis: I mean I do, but I don't like people taking pictures of me, it's weird.

Matis: Would a pic of me in 2013 with Taylor Swift work

sigrid: if you live in london, you do.

sigrid: do you even know how many people earn money with getting their pictures taken?

Matis: Oh... Should I look up how to contour your abs on youtube?

sigrid: you did not just say that. i'm shaking my head very hard now.

Matis: I just sent like, five, did you get them???

sigrid: i did. i just needed a moment to recover.

Matis: I'm sending you some mirror pics of myself, tell me if they're hot enough to put on tinder

sigrid: as close as strangers could be.

it was no secret to anyone that knew her, she rarely ever stayed put. ivar often didn’t mind as he stayed pretty busy himself but the times where he was at home, free from the chaos of his work, it truly bothered him to not see her for days at a time. with her being with him now, he was bound and determined to keep her there, whatever it took. ‘ i feel so empty when you leave. it pains me to think you feel as if you have to leave when i’m certain i, not even just me, but we have the resources to keep you safe here. ’ his nose scrunched up at the feeling of her finger tapping against it. ‘ i’m serious though, it does bother me. and seeing as it isn’t too late, why don’t we go to dinner? wherever you’d like. ’

an approach alerted her, but the voice brought an easy smile to her lips. a soft laugh left her lips as her beryl gems flicked to Sigrid. Nothing but happiness glittered at the sight of the woman before her. “of all people, I would expect you to find me. I’d be rather worried if you didn’t.” retorting this with an air of playfulness, she let herself slip her arms around her in a brief hug. “So, Ivar hasn’t murdered you yet, I see. How did it go?”

          ‘ once a reckless boy, always a reckless boy. yet, here i am. i’ve managed to survive somehow. ’ perhaps it was the money left by his parents and the protective it promised that had ensured his survival. but then there was the possibility that whatever powerful being reigned among them held him in favors and it was all luck. ‘ is that so? do you plan on staying with me for a while? i cannot even begin to fathom the thought of you staying put for more than a day. ’ he mused, grin and dimples accompanying his features as oceanic hues met her own.

     “those are the worst.” he winced, a low whistle passing through his lips. generally, there were three different customers who came in; people celebrating, people passing through with an easy drink, and people who’d had a shit time of it lately. anton always liked keeping an eye on those. pouring out a bombay sapphire and tonic, he slid the glass to the blonde; a sympathetic frown on his face. “you wanna talk about it?”

            SIGIRD WAS A WOMAN WHO COULD HOLD    her liquor well, in fact she is capable of out drinking most men she comes in contact with. however these days she didn’t have much of a desire for it, unless provoked.                 ❝       ah, the therapy bar man. there are merely few out there.        ❞         her lips would quirk before taking the drink and taking a firm sip.