#queencrds

@queencrds // starter from Kimi

despite the fact she's clinging to them, as per the plan they have, bella has a smile on her lips for other reasons. "guess who text me earlier asking if i was going to be here? i think whatever we're doing is starting to work."

“sorry  i'm  late,  babe.  the  traffic  was  so  bad.  the  car  in  front  of  mine  crashed  into  the  one  ahead  and  they  nearly  got  into  a  fight  then  and  there.  it  was  such  a  mess."  mj  smoothly  settles  into  the  seat  across  from  the  stranger,  giving  them  a  playful  wink.  just  roll  with  it,  yeah?  calloused  fingers  reach  for  the  menu  before  handing  it  over,  playing  the  part  of  the  apologetic  boyfriend  he’s  meant  to  portray.  "order  whatever  you  want.  it's  on  me.” / @queencrds

　　　❝ no, i know what i wrote in the email - black suit ensemble. what the hell am i looking at right now ?? ❞ she holds up a finger when the other enters the room signaling for the other to wait before speaking. the blonde is frustrated by the mix up that ended up in them with the outfit that was a bright yellow and several sizes to small. ❝ well fix it. before tomorrow morning. ❞ the call is ended before the poor stylist on the other end can reply and belle gives the other a heavy sigh. ❝ sorry, hey. what's up -- don't tell me something else is wrong. ❞

"it's a good thing! of course it's a good thing. i like having you around. don't you know that?"

"well... no..." noemia frowns, pausing for a moment since cat has derailed her line of thought by giving her that to consider. "it just — it felt implied to me!"

“lying  is  your  first  language,  isn't  it?”  koji  scoffs,  shaking  his  head  as  he  chastises  himself  again  for  the  hundredth  time  for  ever  trusting  them.  “i  meant  what  i  said  when  i  said  i  never  want  to  see  your  face  ever  again.” / @queencrds

sage's  initial  amusement  at  the  situation  quickly  gives  way  to  growing  unease.  "why  did  they  call  you  that?"  she  asks,  the  lightness  in  her  tone  betraying  her  underlying  worry.  "...you  don't  have  some  secret  identity  that  you've  been  hiding  from  me,  do  you?"  she  wishes  she  were  joking,  but  their  recent  suspicious  behaviour  and  uncharacteristic  actions  have  left  her  unsettled,  wondering  if  there's  more  to  them  than  she's  been  led  to  believe. / @queencrds