" that's so funny kendra ... i didn't see a 'dibs' written across his chest last time i was hooking up with him. and it wasn't anywhere else on his body, cause i've seen it all ... so, i don't really think he's yours after all. " another awful sorority event, another night of opehlia plastering on a fake smile for her sisters. she was actually doing a pretty convincing job of NOT hating the whole party until kendra had approached her, claiming some sort of possession of kai. as if because she’s had some crush on him ( one the blonde had no clue about ) he’s now all her’s ? and really, her sister had caught the girl on a bad night. after a long day of community service, the last thing she wanted to do was go to a mixer and pretend to care. but here she was, a drink in hand and two seconds away from a full on girl fight with one of her sisters. sighing, she walked away from the incredulous girl and made her way to where kai was standing, a group of his frat brothers all around him. she pushed her way into their circle, one perfectly manicured hand reaching out to rest on the arm of the guy now talking to kai. “ sorry handsome, can i borrow your friend here ? ” she winked over at kai, hand still pressed against the other guys arm.

rolling her eyes, the blonde found herself listening to another self indulgent asshole who was ranting her ears off about soccer. or maybe football, she wasn't sure. ophelia had tuned out the second he started listing his favorite teams, a list that didn’t seem to be short at all. he went on and on about the difference between european teams and south american teams until finally, she found a perfect GETAWAY scheme. she could sense him from a mile away, off chatting up some other girl it looked like. coughing, she imagined what awful line he was throwing the poor girls way. leaning over to her suitor, she placed a hand against his chest in an attempt to get his attention away from sports. “ i’m so sorry, my boyfriend is waiting for me. ” after shooting the male a wide smile, she made a straight line for kai and pushed the girl drooling all over him out of her way. wrapping an arm around him, she whispered. “ act like you are my boyfriend and MAYBE i’ll start some rumor about how good you are in bed. ”

sweaty fingers begin to twiddle together after knuckles collide with the door in front of her, knocking gently. nerves were rattling around her, stomach twisting and for a moment, ophelia glances over her shoulder and towards her car, wondering if it was too late to take the several hour drive back home. for so long did she wonder who her father was, only to receive the cold shoulder and no answers from her mom. it all lead to this, doing intensive research until she finally found a reliable name and address, and she barely even thought twice before packing a bag, booking a local motel, and driving to the unknown. the sound of the door opening has her head whipping back forward, her blue eyes instantly widening and her open palm pressing against her stomach. “um, uh, hi.. i’m sorry to bother you.” ophelia’s voice is sheepish, hand swiping down to flatten out her dress before she pushes her hair behind her ear. “i’m looking,” a pause, she clears her throat, takes a step forward, a small and polite smile appearing on her lips. “i’m looking for sergei dolokhov. i think he’s… he’s my dad.” @localdilfs