jellybean
Joined November 2017
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β β β charlyse ryswell.β β β β β
βWe both know Iβm not exactly lauded for my fairness, dearest,β ββ as if a point being made, there is an incredible ease in which her signature smirk slips. There are a handful of roles in which sheβs cemented into history with that particular look.
That was true, she knew it,
then,β forefinger caught in the middle of her own and her thumb as Charlyse looks up at him with an eyebrow raised and a soundless chuckle before she releases itββ far from the ingenue he knew, but truth be told. . . Charlyse was never the wide-eyed ingenue.
βI donβt know I think youβre underselling him just a tiny bit. His smile *can be blinding,β Charlyse notes with a careless shrug, though of course, sheβs teasing. Which most find an unusual default in candid company.
βMhm,β a hum equal parts contemplation
intention to chill the room. βββ she corrupts everything she touches.β Tapping her cigarette twice on the ash tray, squishing the light out before she reclines back on her seat.
βTo you, yes, but not to many, many people. Theyβre quite the artistic pairing truly. My joints
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turning red, faking smiles.
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β β β myrcella baratheon.β β β β β
@ self <3
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Morning start rather early for a certain Ryswell ββ a pilates class here, brunch there, a guesting, a PTA meeting; all the works.
It's almost a little after lunch when she makes it back to her house. Once the door opensββ a strong waft of florals, all credited to several
she's allergic to it, however, it just reminds her of someone she'd rather bury along with pre-nup agreements.
βPost something on my Instagram. A thank youββ whatever, I'll leave you to it. β Just as she was making way past what looks like a maze, a certain arrangement
