#caseyellison

“you’ve got your ‘i thought of somewhere new i want to go to take pictures, cecilia,’ face on.” the blonde — finishing touch-ups on her lipstick and setting the small tube aside on her dresser — made a knowing gesture with her fingers. after a few seconds, her chin dropped into her hands, watching casey thoughtfully. as though she could read his mind, or was imagining that she could. “so where is it this time? unfortunately my mysterious powers—” ( an alternative name for her father’s money ) — “can’t get us to atlantis, but we can fake it very well if that’s the vibe you’re going for.”