closed starter : @loyaltytm ( avery ) location : auclair london house
she whips into the house with the frenzy of a rehearsed tornado. it is all the clicking of heels and preemptive huffs of discontent to signal to the occupants of these walls that she is here and she is unhappy . camille glides past a footman , before finding herself in the drawing room. she yanks her gloves off of her hand , one finger at a time , and slumps dramatically against a cushioned chaise.
she offers one exaggerated sigh. another. then , prior to her third, she shifts in her seat with a huff , sitting upright so that she might gain her brother's attention. ββ you will not believe the inconvenience i have suffered, mon chou. . . ββ camille huffs once more for good measure, a calculated attempt to make this all much more dire than it truly was. ββ i was refused service at the modiste today because of an issue with my account. i mean , can you imagine , chouchou ? me ! who could ever willingly cause such an easily preventable embarrassment oh , i dread to think . . .ββ refused service is a strong term for 'gently reminded of an outstanding balance,' but someone needed to pay it.
