Jan 30, 2021
vivienne ran her thumb along her purse to count the amount of cash needed to secure one of the yachts that bobbed peacefully atop of monleon’s water. she thought it’d make a grand setting for her son’s forth birthday party - and, she could use it that weekend to put on a little cocktail and sunshine splendour for her inner circle of girls.
exhaling heavily, vivenne found herself sensitive to irritation - for all the charter captain had to do was look at her the wrong way and she found herself aghast with anger.
“is this enough?” she asked again, sliding the wad of notes across the table. “look, i’ll bring my card down tomorrow but i just haven’t got it on me, and i have things to do. i’m busy, you see?” @aidanwright
