08-30-2018, 07:27 PM
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with my heart
[/td][/tr][/table]with my heart
[color=#717785]It stands to reason that, when Rialto starts fiddling with her hair, Catheryn briefly contemplates turning around and knocking him out. The thought passes, like thoughts like these often do, and she lets him continue with his styling. Once in a while, Catheryn is nice to her friends, though never outwardly, and it is almost always followed by a snarky comment because that's just what she does.
"Great, thanks. I'll let her know our next date is on her." No one would put it past Alex to just give Aurora a twenty dollar note and make her promise not to entertain Catheryn if she shows up, in fact, it's probably something that's expected. None of that really matters, though, because she knows Aurora would let her in regardless, and they'll probably use the twenty dollars to get something to eat. "Also, keep your grubby limbs away from me," she says, shoving at Alex's foot as it nears her chair.
She chooses not to respond to the whole heist debacle, and has her mouth open to answer Marko's question when Alexander gets there before her, and she nods in rare agreement. Their pigeon-loving enigma of a sort-of-friend can't be trusted near the AUX cord of anything, Catheryn's going to put Rialto in charge of making sure Marko is as far away from the karaoke machine as possible. Alex might be extremely annoying sometimes but at least they have good taste in music, and if they decide to be an idiot today then she'll just take over the machine and hold them all at arm's length on pain of getting clocked very hard in the jaw.
Catheryn would never actually do it, but it's funny to watch them eye her suspiciously as if she would.
She stands up slowly, probably dislodging Rialto on her way out of the armchair, and stretches before gliding out the door after Alex, deciding not to be difficult, for once. "Stop being a country whore," she says in response to her friend as she wrenches open the passenger side door. Catheryn gets the shotgun seat if she's not driving, it's an unspoken rule and no one has ever tried to veto it. "I'm reiterating that if this is boring I'm calling an Uber and going back to Aurora's."
"Great, thanks. I'll let her know our next date is on her." No one would put it past Alex to just give Aurora a twenty dollar note and make her promise not to entertain Catheryn if she shows up, in fact, it's probably something that's expected. None of that really matters, though, because she knows Aurora would let her in regardless, and they'll probably use the twenty dollars to get something to eat. "Also, keep your grubby limbs away from me," she says, shoving at Alex's foot as it nears her chair.
She chooses not to respond to the whole heist debacle, and has her mouth open to answer Marko's question when Alexander gets there before her, and she nods in rare agreement. Their pigeon-loving enigma of a sort-of-friend can't be trusted near the AUX cord of anything, Catheryn's going to put Rialto in charge of making sure Marko is as far away from the karaoke machine as possible. Alex might be extremely annoying sometimes but at least they have good taste in music, and if they decide to be an idiot today then she'll just take over the machine and hold them all at arm's length on pain of getting clocked very hard in the jaw.
Catheryn would never actually do it, but it's funny to watch them eye her suspiciously as if she would.
She stands up slowly, probably dislodging Rialto on her way out of the armchair, and stretches before gliding out the door after Alex, deciding not to be difficult, for once. "Stop being a country whore," she says in response to her friend as she wrenches open the passenger side door. Catheryn gets the shotgun seat if she's not driving, it's an unspoken rule and no one has ever tried to veto it. "I'm reiterating that if this is boring I'm calling an Uber and going back to Aurora's."
[b][i]moon river, wider than a mile ･ﾟ✧