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𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏.‧ ₊˚✩
a literate && descriptive portrayal of an original fandomless character.
actress. nepo baby born with a silver spoon in her mouth. spoiled princess.
banter/SL's. mdni. 𝟤𝟣+.
ρҽɳɳҽԃ Ⴆყ #ҽɳყσ~
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out in the cold … though the direction the conversation was taking was anything but pleasing to her.
“why does that matter ? colleagues date each other all the time, there is no rule against that .”
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“that’s only one of my many great attributes .”
glancing over in the same direction he was looking towards, unable to spot the uber just yet hence why her gaze would return to him instead. she didn’t mind it running late, she appreciated the time with darren, even if +
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taking a small sip of the martini, blue irises not leaving him once, making it well known how much she enjoyed his appearance, clearly attracted to him.
“you’re an honest man, aren’t you ?”
slim digits wrapped around the stem of the glass.
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his eyes dropped down to her frame for a moment there while she grabbed the glass. getting a hold of his own there.
"I'm positive."
his lips stretched into a wider smile there, letting their glasses meet while his gaze founds hers again.
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“it’s called ‘thorned witts’, it’s a romantic drama movie which my cousin is the star of, so i kind of have to show .”
teeth sinking down her lower lip, silently thinking for a moment.
“and afterwards, i’ll make sure to make it worth your while .”
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returning the grin on her lips, it was contagious in some way.
premieres weren't anything new to him, thanks to his mom. and although he usually preferred to stay off the carpet, he could make an exception.
"of course! what movie is it?"
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noticing the slight hesitation in the look of his eyes, yet, also acknowledging how he (didn’t) pull away from her, a soft smile to her lips.
“i still wonder if you’re trying to convince me about these boundaries or yourself .”
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the cinematographer snorted at that, she was not lacking confidence, that was for sure.
eventually, he had decided on a cocktail and therefore put the menu down.
his gaze drifting to where she touched him instead.
he hesitated.
"I thought we were clear about that."
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laughing softly at the expression.
”hm … probably because you like spending time with me. and i’m not the worst view for the eye.”
grinning playfully, a hand extending now to rest on top of his own though making sure it’s loose enough so he could pull away if he liked.
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that comment earned her a slight glare, not that he really meant it seriously.
"wow, remind me again why I agreed to come along?"
he chuckled slightly then, making sure it came across that I'd anything, he was amused.
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