— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Charlotte Victoria Lloyd (Vercetti)

A literate and descriptive Original Character. Welcomes all interactions.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Fuck it, she’s going back to bed.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

/. My phone doesn’t like this account for some reason and it crashes it out of the app🤔

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

This is trash & im so sorry about that but it needed an update Soo.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

|•| Layouts |•|

A thread of the layouts used on this account.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Her hazel eyes flicking up at Emily taking in her whole body and this moment before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss to her lips and then withdrawing.

“Who said I ever stopped?”

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

She’s watching the woman. A eyebrow raising and then her head dropping to the floor as the question left her mouth.

The corner of her mouth twitched into a slight smile as the woman took a few steps forward. Palms reaching out and settling on Emily’s hips.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

@InexorableMoxie 🥹

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

🤷🏻‍♀️

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

She’s trying to decide what to eat..

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

/. Needs a new layout—

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Stop what, hm?

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Atta girl!

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

the clothing you left behind after /that/ argument we had…”

She explained with a sigh.

“Soooo…”

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

“You..still love me?”

She questioned, turning so her whole body was facing Emily and raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t have that job anymore..so figured I’d come see you, make an excuse that I brought your key back and uhh some of the stuff you brought me too, along with (1/2)

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Damn babe, comin’ for my heart huh.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

‘Mine’ Hah, just like /you’re/ mine huh?

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

Emily’s fingers and downing it’s contents before placing it back down.

“You need to let the past go, Emily..”

Gently placing the key down. She originally came here to talk but given the hostile nature? She wasn’t sure how this was gunna end.

“There’s your key by the way”

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

She’s frowning before clicking her tongue on the inside of her cheek. Walking towards the woman from behind.

“You asked /so/ many questions about my job even though it was classified and beyond the police..”

Now standing beside her, she’s pulling the glass from (1/?)

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

First you take my glass, then my drink?! You better share that!

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

asked softly. Not being too loud to startle her former lover /too/ much.

[— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄. @HiddenAcumen]

The now former secret agent had stealthily made her way into the woman’s home with the key she never took back.

Standing behind the woman with her arms folded she studied for her a few moments. Finally opting to break the silence.

“Since when do you drink?”

She (1/2)