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CARLA M.

is SO BUSY STUDYING SHE CAN HARDLY CONTAIN HERSELF.

less than 2 minutes ago from theNetwork

BITCH SQUAD

[Isn't that all teenage girls do when they get together? Snipe away viciously about the poor ugly sods around them? Laughing about your daddy's drinking problem or your unfortunate choice of accessories? Carla finds the more shallow barbs a little tedious, but sometimes it ends in tears and that's always entertaining.]

DESKTOP

[It won't be the first or the last time she's done something obscene on a desk, skirts riding up her legs. Whoever she's with is clearly disappointing, she hisses a low,]

Shut up, you worthless fuck.

THE REQUISITE BEACH OPTION

[Even the wicked need some downtime, right? Or maybe she's just out scouting victims.]

RICH BITCH

[She hates attending these parties with her mother. The only thing that makes the stuffy little evening get-together more bearable is a steady supply of liquor, and Carla doesn't care much for drinking. She has is a glass of water, at the moment, lifting it up to avoid rolling her eyes at the woman she's 'speaking' to.]

AROUND

[Handy-dandy catchall for anything else the heart desires.]

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[Aion wandered to the beach to find what he expected to find. His chill mate.]

Not surprised one bit to find you here.

[He held up a pack of cigarettes to offer.]

[Even with her sunglasses on, she shades her eyes looking up at him, her expression brightening, just a little.]

Took you long enough.

[She's not a regular smoker, she has a tendency to disdain all such habits, be it smoke or booze, but she's in a reasonably good mood, so she reaches up to accept what she's offered.]

What can I say, business.

[He gave a playful shrug as he handed it and took a seat beside her. Taking one for himself, he placed it between his lips and lite the lighter for her first.]

You've been here all day?

Business. Business.

[She leans in, taking in a breath as the cherry lights.]

Most of the afternoon. I need to go pick up a dress in a bit.

Have to get it while it's good.

[He takes surprise in hearing that as he lights his own.]

A dress? You're planning on going to that lame dance?

I'm making a cursory appearance before finding something better to do.

[She waves her hand dismissively, digging out her phone to show him the dress.]

Running your delivery routes would be more entertaining.

[More a statement of fact than an offer.]

Cursory appearance, hm. [He glanced at her phone with a drag and gave a small grin.]

Oh~ Sexy. Taking it off of you would be fun. You're giving me incentive to attend. [He teased and lightly laughed to her comment.]

That's for certain.

I have a few evenings to ruin.

[Dances to cut into, dresses to insult. Then she'll be on her way.]

We'll see how long it stays on.

Give the word and I could lend you a few of the guys to make an extravaganza out of it if you wish. They're bored as fuck anyhow.

[He narrowed his eyes and seductively whispered.]

Is that a challenge?

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