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open to all muse: sofia hart, spoiled heiress plot: co-dependent best friends, may or may not be hooking up (see: inspiration)
"can we leave, please?" her voice was low but sharp, lips close to the other's ear in an effort to be heard over the buzz of the party. "i need to get out of here now, and if you don't take me, someone else will."
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open to: m/f/nb muse: sofia hart, spoiled heiress with a penchant for breaking the rules [ alt fc: sophie turner ] plot: after a few credible death threats against her father, sofia is given a bodyguard. unfortunately, there's nothing she hates more than being told what to do.
"goddammit," sofia groaned as the familiar face appeared in front of her, already the bane of her existence in the few short weeks they'd been forced to spend together. "how much more do i have to do to get away from you? what, did you shove a tracker in my panties or something?" being under lock and key was so not cool anymore.
open to: all muse: sofia hart, spoiled heiress with a penchant for breaking the rules plot: after a few credible death threats against her father, sofia is given a bodyguard. unfortunately, there’s nothing she hates more than being told what to do.
“goddammit,” sofia groaned as the familiar face appeared in front of her, already the bane of her existence in the few short weeks they’d been forced to spend together. “how much more do i have to do to get away from you? what, did you shove a tracker in my panties or something?” being under lock and key was so not cool anymore.
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“are you sober enough to drive?” sofia asked as she interrupted her friend’s conversation, heels dangling from her hand. her cheeks are flushed, muscles in her neck tight; a tell-tale sign that the girl was on the verge of crying. “i should’ve known better than coming here. this is my dad’s third engagement party in, what, five years? and they all royally suck.” her lips curled as she spoke, casting a sour glance over her shoulder to make sure her future step-mommy wasn’t still chasing her around. “i don’t even care if you’re sober, can you get me out of here? or at least fucked up enough so i don’t remember this horrid night.”
open starter to all connection: friends or friends with benefits
“Dearest, I am so tired of this event.” Sofia whined, a pout on her bright red lips. Her friend was the only one at these events that kept her from losing her mind, but today the effect was lessened. If she had to speak to one more person twice her age about whatever it was her family’s company was doing, she would throw a fit. “Can we please leave? Escaping a few hours early won’t be a tragedy.”
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open to all muse: sofia hart, careless heiress based on this plot
“I am just so sick of him.” Sofia huffed as soon as the door opened, not even hesitating to walk into the other’s home as if she owned it. “He’s inconsiderate and rude and I don’t know why I waste my time on him.” She lied, knowing exactly why; publicity. Dating the son of a well known actor opened up doors for her and her beginning career, and she needed those connections to get out from under the thumb of her commanding father. But every so often it was too much and she showed up on the other’s doorstep, mascara beneath her eyes and throat raw from yelling, seeking some semblance of comfort that she never got from her so called boyfriend. “And, hi. I hope you don’t mind me showing up unannounced.”
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Sofia was bored. And boredom and Sofia didn’t mix well; her typical solution was to go find a club, shake her ass and prey on some unsuspecting victim’s heart, but she had a new pesky problem in the form of a bodyguard. Ugh. Her dad had panicked over some death threat sent to him, like it was a shocker that someone out there wanted him dead, and she was stuck with the worst accessory in the world for the last few months. Tonight, though, she had the perfect solution for getting away. Careful not to ruin her dress, she climbed down the side of her house, scaling the siding easily even with the heels she wore. After all, she had plenty of practice with this when she was back in high school.
Landing on her feet in the soft grass, she quickly straightened up, a pleased smile on her lips that disappeared the second she saw the man in front of her. “Ah.” She groaned internally, lips dipping into a pout. “I don’t suppose you can pretend this didn’t happen?”
open to all connection: sibling, step-sibling (through sofia’s father’s marriage to your muse’s mother), step-mother, employee of the Hart’s (maid, chef, lawn maintenance, ect)
Sofia heard the door to the backyard open from her position, laid out on a lounge table on her stomach with her head turned towards the door. She slowly blinked her eyes open, a lazy smile on her lips; though she’s wearing bikini bottoms, her torso is bare, not exactly a rare occasion. The redhead was vehemently against tan lines. “Well, hello,” She mused, lifting herself up onto her elbows, careful to block the view of her bare chest. “Would you please be a dear and hand me that towel?”
