#cj.

rebe: im sorry for being a bitch

“you’re beautiful,” the brunette finally says. she’s been glancing over at this woman every few seconds since she walked in and she can’t stop looking. it’s half an explanation, half an apology, but she bites her lip and then offers the other woman a charming, slightly sly smile. “can i buy you a drink?”

     “—— alright... on a scale from one to BELLA SWAN, how awkward was the uber home ??” carm managed to ask before taking a sip of her quinoa protein smoothie; everyone can agree that a day after one of the biggest galas ( glorified parties, really ) was not glamorous. recovery wasn’t going well, and it was clear to see — she would have never dared to leave her place looking like THAT. and yet... here she was, sweats and all. but !! she had to know everything, because... let’s be real — carmine probably fucked up, BIG TIME.