Hyorin for Eastern Trends Magazine (December 2015 Issue | cr.)

“Your change keeps falling out?” She tried to listen to the outburst of words the other spoke but found herself getting lost in the sea of words the other threw at her, keeping her attention on one thing at a time was a constant struggle. The last sentence stuck out to her and she nodded slowly. “Sure. Yeah, okay.” She nods, pulling her wallet out of her pocket.  

“I think there is a tear in this jacket… my change keeps falling out, and it’s getting harder and harder to fill this coffee addiction before I head over to the shop. I need my coffee before, the book store may seem like a dreary place that’s all dusty and smells like mould, but you should meet the owner — they talk slower than that guy from One Dalmatian…Henry Steels, is that his stupid name? –.. by the way, would you mind getting my coffee this go around?”

Olivia started laughing and covered her mouth. “I’m always nervous.”

“Don’t be nervous, just get on top of him and ride him.”

“Don’t worry about it...” 

“I don’t understand?”

“I always end up nervous and when i’m nervous I laugh.”

“You giggle during sex? Looks like I’ll have to teach you a few things.”

“Delicate? Okay. Sure.” She mumbles. “Maybe everyone here are just giant and i’m the normal one.”

“Uh..sorry?” He chuckled. “Cant help how big my hands are. But yours are just..delicate?” He smiled.

“Think about what’s best for her, is watching mum and dad fight all the time better than having a happy mum? I think you need to put yourself out there and cut all ties with this guy, you can’t expect someone to change like that, sorry if i’m making assumptions but you sound like you just need to have time to chill out and spend time with your thoughts.” Olivia paused. “Watch movies with your kid or something okay? Put your phone down and ignore him for a whole day and see how happy your daughter is to be with you.”

“Odette.” Her voice is low and small. She is watery blue eyes and some curls. Odette frowns, looking at the ground. ˆI do deserve better, but don’t know if I want better. After everything, I still want him. I still love him. I want to put the little pieces of our family. I could make it okay. I could give my daughter a complete family.”

“It can be. The main thing is remembering you deserve better and that it is out there.” She’d always been taught that, being surrounded by girls with similar jobs meant they were left a lot, and Olivia knew not to get close enough to someone for that to happen. “I’m Olivia.” She held her hand out once she realized she probably shouldn’t be giving advice to someone she didn’t even know the name of.

Odette takes a sip of her drink, wrapping herself in her cardigan as if it can take away her shaking. She wants Eponine to curl into her side to side. Her little baby. Her reason for coming here. Her reason for everything. “It’s not that simple.” Odette says, toying with the ring on the table.

“You’re probably better at it than me though, I always giggle.”

“Indeed we are, we both love sex.” She chuckled.

“I swear to god, literally everyone here has gigantic hands and mine are tiny, why is this a thing?” She smiled anyway. “You too Nate.”

“Nice to meet you olivia, im Nate” he smiled as he took her hand, his own almost swallowing hers.

She covered her mouth and grinned, this girl seemed to be in a similar situation and it made Liv very happy to have someone to talk to. She didn’t speak about the pervy boy again, simply holding one of her hands out to the other. “I’m Olivia.”

“At eleven he’s trying to hire a girl for - whatever he needed you for. You can say whatever you need to to bring the reality of the situation to hime.” Annabel broke out into laughter, shaking her head yes. “Of course I have, I had a 15 year old trying to buy a private show from me, he wasn’t getting it, so I just really explained to him”

“He was eleven, I wasn’t gonna say something like that.” But before she could speak again she lost it laughing, “Have you ever actually said that to someone?”

“Oh lord - love, I have been there. Here is how you deal with it, you ask them if they’ve ever seen a boob that wasn’t in grand theft auto, they’re going to say no. Then just tell them you aren’t pixelated and they’ll blow their load before the two of you even get to the final destination.”

miss-odette-prince:

“F-Fine.” _Odette says, attempting to steady·herself. Her French lilt is soft as she fidgets with the·engagement ring in her pocket. She hadn’t meant to take it with her. Clinking against the porcelain of her mug, t_he ring hits the table with a thud, glinting and large enough to suit Elizabeth Taylor’s collection.

She looked down at it before reaching down to hand it to her, holy crap that was a big ring. She looked up at the other and bit her lip,·“Uhm, well I’m around if you need to talk about anything.” She mumbles, leaning against the table.·“Don’t believe a word he says.” She knew, she wasn’t stupid, she could tell by her reaction, and the ring was really the proof she needed.·

“It’s totally fine, I was more concerned than annoyed or anything.” She smiled. “I’m Olivia.” She held out her small hand to the other.

“Oh yeah im good” he chuckled. “Just my mom being my mom, good intentions, annoying though” he smiled. “Sorry for that”

kgene:

“Don’t call me greasy then flirt at me.” He laughed.

“I can do whatever I want.”

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