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allegranardi​:

            “Who cares if he’s a gigantic arse?” Allegra giggled as she impersonated that English accent of Sunny’s, which did remind her of someone in particular. “Look, he’s got money, all the booze is free, not to mention the pills,” and she grinned, “& the little white powder.” Allegra’s personal favorite considering there was nothing better than coke & champagne mixed together.. it made her feel powerful. “If he wants to hit on me whole night, I don’t care.” She waved it off as she followed Sunny to the bar in the middle of the room. “You sure you want just drink?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to go giving an arsehole credit for a great party,” Sunny countered with a chuckle. “Doesn’t much deserve it.” Or not at all, in the slightest. As they wandered over to the bar, she let her gaze dance about a little, taking it all in, taking everyone in —- she’d avoided parties a lot, especially ones like this, but there were days where she felt the need. “For now,” a simple response as she glanced to Allegra.

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jackhuxley​:

           Their brows raised up a bit. “But I am enthusiastic, love. Bruce Springsteen has a new record out, how about that?” Jack loved playing with his cousin and now they were more than sure they were getting on Sunny’s nerves - just they way they liked it. “What’s up with you anyways? I haven’t seen you so enthusiastic in ages. What, you got laid? I’ll drink to that,” Jack raised up a bit his bottle of beer before he brought it up to his mouth and drank.

“Does he really?” Sunny couldn’t have actually cared any less about that —- in fact, if he’d never been mentioned again, she’d have been convinced that the man was dead. Music had really never been her thing, at all. “If you know me at all, Jack, you’d know I don’t give a shit about getting laid.” Probably somewhere close to music on their list actually. “I’m just in a good mood, what's so wrong with that?”

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rylanpratt​:

“I wouldn’t mind if the whole rack was his stuff, you haven’t steered me wrong before. Yet. I guess there is always time for that to change.” Rylan shot her a smile as she laughed, moving onto the next outfit because she had to, if it was up tot he model she would probably have chosen to just go with the red one and call it a day. “Trenta americano - straight up, black.” It was probably too much caffeine for someone in her situation but there was a limit to how much she could give up all in one go and this was going to be the last to disappear. “Thanks babe.” Pulling out a black dress as she made a face of interest, humming under her breath, paired with the right accessories it could be a fucking knockout. “Did you bring accessories or are we just doing dresses today?” When did they ever do just dresses? But she was simply trying to put off answering the question about what kind of conversation, her nerves just building in her chest. “A conversation about how my style might need to change a bit in the near future, we might have some stuff to contend with.” Rylan answered vaguely…biting the corner of her mouth. “Might need to get creative.”

"There is, but let’s stay positive today, shall we?” Sunny chuckled lightly, plucking out one of the dresses to look over a moment, then placed it back again. She turned her attention to ordering their coffee, making that a priority to begin with —- knowing that they’d both need it sooner or later when it came to a trying on session like today. They were usually pretty easy, but sometimes either one of them could have a moment that would lead to a stressful conversation. “Okay, that’s done.” The phone was dropped into her pocket and she flashed Rylan a grin as she spoke —- she took everything in, curious to begin with, but not exactly phased by anything the younger woman was saying. “I have accessories, but we’ll try the dresses first,” she started with a nod. “And whatever it is, we’ll work it out, we always do.”

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ofadoc​:

☆ﾟ*·ﾟNODDING WITH A small smile, Adi was glad he could help out, but he wasn’t 100% sure that it would shake the horrible feeling he’d been feeling the last few days. But he wouldn’t let anyone know that, especially not someone he’d just met. “You’re welcome.” His eyes drifted back to the person he’d punched, watching him hobble off away from them. While Adi wanted nothing more than to run after him and punch him again, it wouldn’t actually do anything to help at all. “It’s not going to make us feel any better. It’d only get us in trouble, but are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he?”

“My favourite kind of thing.” Sunny mostly muttered the response, bemused expression crossing her features. Getting in trouble was kind of what she’d been known for, for a while. Maybe not so much now, but once upon a time —- she still did her upmost, though. “The guy didn’t touch me. Would have regretted it if he had, believe me.” She was certainly able to take care of herself, this whole predicament had taken her by surprise though, blindsided her completely. “So yeah, I’m okay. Thanks again.”

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allegranardi​:

location: Allegra’s friend party closed starter: @sunnnymeadows​       

             “Oh, you have seen that? But have you read the book though? It doesn’t count,” Allegra dawned her drink before she continued, “if you haven’t read the book, Scott.” Shaking her head rather amused with the host himself, she rolled her eyes and turned on her feet to get herself something to drink, but also to escape Scott. He was a rather exhausting guy always trying to flirt with Allegra in one way or another, but he did throw amazing parties.. it was the only thing that their friendship was based on - partying. “He’s so annoying, isn’t he? But I’m so glad you came, Sunny,” looking to her right side, she let out a small sigh, “missing out this party would be a huge sin - the one people get burn at stake for,” she chuckled. “Want a drink?”

“What? Even though the host’s a gigantic arse?” came Sunny’s response as she shook her head. She still couldn’t quite understand how this could be classed as one of the parties of the year when the host really was such an idiot. “That’s the kind of logic that just isn’t logical, you know?” she mused lightly, nose wrinkling. When a drink was mentioned, however, she nodded her head. “Come on, let’s go, I’m desperate for one after hearing all that.”

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nadiakhalil​:

Nadia felt the guy struggling under her but she paid no mind. “You know a drink doesn’t sound too bad.” she said, flashing a smile at the other. “eh, i’m use to this kind of stuff. I’ve dealt with runaways all the time on my cases. Honestly, times like those made me glad i did a lot of running.” She said with a shrug and a smile. 

As soon as the cops came over, she got up and let them do their thing. “Thanks guys.” she said, walking over to Sunny. “So what have we learned?” she joked. “Im kidding. I’m Nadia by the way…You are?” She asked, holding out a hand. If anything, Nadia was hopeful that Sunny would treat her to a drink. She definitely needed it.

"You certainly look like you’ve got a lot of practise in,” Sunny said with a smile. “Showing me up for sure.” But then, she’d never been much of a runner and whenever she tried, she’d get that familiar twinge in her hip, a constant reminder that her dream was long, long behind her now. If anyone ever did recognise her, it could be pretty embarrassing, an ex Olympian who couldn’t even run.

A roll of her eyes followed when the cops appeared and Nadia teased her. “Not to be a bloody idiot in a crowd mostly,” she said, shaking her head. “Sunny. Thanks for all the help. Not usually one for the damsel in distress routine, but it was turning into one of those days.”

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blakemadden​:

It’s not like people in New York being abrasive was something new to Blake because it was par for the course in this city, well in any busy city really, but when she saw the other woman calm a little she let out a breath of relief. Not really wanting to have her ass handed to her in the middle of a crowed of people. “Or worse…yes that is always an option here sadly. You’re welcome, please don’t worry about it. I can understand you were just concerned about your possessions.” Giving her a small reassuring smile, her eyes warming along with it.

“Things are easily dropped, I don’t think it was your fault, just one of those things that happen.” Her tone was light now, glancing around as they were jostled a little, people moving around them trying to get this way or that. Case in point, it wasn’t hard to drop things when you were being bumped into every couple of seconds.

Sunny let another long sigh out, and then shook her head, laughing gently. “You know, I have a feeling we should both probably move away from here,” she suggested. As much as she loved Rockefeller and all, it wasn’t exactly the greatest place when it was this busy, it turned into chaos —- not to mention the opportunists. It was one of the things she hated about New York, although one of very few. 

“It seems to be worse than usual here today,” she added then, eyes slightly wide as she looked around. “Did I miss a memo about something?”

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rylanpratt​:

“True, I don’t know why I even asked the question, I should know better than that by now.” If there was one thing she couldn’t fault Sunny was it was not giving her client plenty of options. She knew whatever was brought in on the rack was a very paired down version of a lot of time spent exploring every single option. “I should have known…he’s got such a vision when it comes to draping…plus this whole sleeve come glove situation…” The brunette murmured to herself upon hearing the designer, not even slightly surprised, but that didn’t stop her turning to raise her eyebrows at the stylist when she heard she was going to have to try everything on. damn. They were going to be here for a while - why hadn’t she brought coffee? “We might need to postmates some Starbucks then because otherwise I’m going to caffeine crash.” Honestly she wasn’t sure why the woman did it either but the same could be said for her and her job, they were both glutton for punishment maybe? Sadists? “By the way there is a conversation we should probably be having sooner rather than later. Which one of these do you want me to try on first by the way?” Trying to hide the mention of a bigger conversation in a question she hoped would pull the attention instead.

Sunny shot her a pointed look, laughter slipping from her lips. It was well known by all of her clients that she went a little crazy when it came to finding the perfect outfit, but it was something she did for herself, too, always had done. “Honestly, he really is my favourite a the moment, you’re lucky the whole rack isn’t his stuff,” she mused lightly, eyes twinkling with mirth. At Rylan’s words more laughter followed and she nodded, immediately pulling out her phone. “What do you want?” This was nothing unusual and honestly, she could use some coffee herself. “I’ll send out and we can get started.” Her gaze moved to the rack again, not letting the other get out of anything too easily. “What sort of conversation?” she asked, immediately picking out one of the outfits.

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jackhuxley​:

          Raising their brows, Jack gave Sunny a look, if that could even be considered as a look because they were more concerned with drinking their beer and discussing the latest Bruce Springsteen album with some randoms at the bar. “No.” Jack replied quite simply, not even being bothered to go dancing. Playing music, of course, but dancing.. not tonight. “What the fuck have you been drinkin’? It’s not even ten pm, Sun.”

“Something more interesting than you, it seems,” came Sunny’s response, hands coming to her hips for a moment, her look becoming pointed. “It’s called being enthusiastic, which you apparently know absolutely nothing about tonight.” Did she mean to huff? Well, yes, but she had been looking to have some fun and that didn’t seem to be happening with Jack this evening.

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valerieclemmens​:

       valerie groaned out of frustration, did she own other drumsticks? yeah of course. did she have a weird emotional attachment to this specific pari? you bet she did. “i know you’re right but i still hate it. maybe its like musician superstition but i always play better when i use that pair of drumsticks and now i only have one left. what if i just suck ass now?”

Sunny could understand and let a breath go slowly, her expression becoming concerned for a moment. “I get it, I have a pair of dressmaking shears I feel the exact same way about,” she said with a shake of her head. “Don’t think you’ll suck ass. Besides, you still have one of them, right? That’s got to be something.”

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ofadoc​:

☆ﾟ*·ﾟTHE ROCKEFELLER TREE was one of those places that could somehow put any bad mood that you ever felt into the greatest feeling in the world. As Adi stood in front of the tree, a small smile on his face, he couldn’t believe how centered he felt, and how much calm pushed through his body. He felt good, for the first time in weeks, wondering if this could be the help that he needed, just a small, calm moment with the tree, every day, until he felt better. While he’d thought that working himself in overtime would help, it wouldn’t, in the slightest, because once again, he’d make his feelings feel worse. 

But when he heard someone’s voice, Adi snapped, spinning around, watching as someone grabbed a bag, that was clearly not theirs. He went into full protective mode, the kind that he used to feel every day that he stepped into the hospital and took off after the person. Grabbing hold of his arm, he snatched the bag back, and punched the man square in the face. Turning back to the woman, he held out her bag. “Is this yours? I’ll punch him again if I have to. Weirdly enough, it felt good.”

The last thing that Sunny ever expected was for someone to come to her defence so dramatically. She could take care of herself, she’d made that known from a young age, but every now and again something like this happened that took you completely by surprise... in the worst possible way. 

She let a breath go as the bag was held out to her, immediately grabbing a hold of the handles. “Thanks,” she said with a chuckle, brow lifting as she looked to the man who had taken it. “I’d be the last person to object to that if you want to. Clearly deserves it.” Anyone who did something like that deserved everything they got.

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rylanpratt​:

Rylan span around on her heel as she heard her stylist coming into the room, dressed in her usual sweatpants and Nate’s hoodie she hardly looked like someone deserving of trying on stupidly expensive dresses but that was normal. “Shortlist, makes me scared to think how long list might have been in the first place.” The model sighed, reaching out to start pushing hangers across the rail so she could better see the dresses being offered to her, a red one catching her eye. “Oh that one is fucking hot…who’s that?” No doubt there was a range of designers across the rack even if Sunny had her preferences, as all stylists did. “You want me to try them all on? Yeah I can uh…I can do that…” She mumbled, chewing her bottom lip as she came across a very short sparkly one. “How has stuff been, busy? Been with nightmare clients?”  Yeah, cos rylan was sweetness and light. Duh. 

"Oh, come on Ry, you know me, the list was ridiculous.” It always was when it came to Sunny. She loved to explore every single option available to her, just in case she came across the perfect thing by some undiscovered gem. Stepping away from the rail, she observed Rylan for a moment, dressed how she spent more of her time actually —- when she wasn’t working anyway. Working days were usually spent in oversized suits and fitted corsets, her signature style. “That one’s Maxamilian. My favourite actually.” Still that didn’t mean Rylan could actually get out of trying to rest. “That’s the plan, babe,” she said with a grin, and then plopped herself down on the couch. “Every day of my life. Never changes. Still not sure why I do it.”

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nadiakhalil​:

After what felt like the longest year of Nadia’s life, she had decided a walk after work was something she needed. It was cold out and her head needed to be cleared. She had remembered the tree by the Rockefeller Center was up and seemed like something worth seeing. Christmas was always one of her favorite holidays. 

So she made her way in the direction of the center. Her hands in her pockets to keep warm, her eyes observing people around her. A habit she picked up in her line of work. Always studying people. As she drew closer, she heard someone shout. Her eyes instantly following the direction of it. Seeing the woman chase down a person running toward Nadia’s direction. It was obvious what was happening. So doing what she did best, she stuck a foot out and watched as the other trip and skid across the ground. Sighing, she walked over, and sat on the other’s back to keep them from escaping. She picked up the bag and shakes. “Honestly, could you be more stupid?” she questioned before looking up at the owner. “Here ya go. Try to be more careful.” she said with a smile.

The last thing that Sunny expected was for someone to trip the guy, to actually help her out of the situation she’d suddenly found herself in. She should have been paying more attention in the first place, not let this happen, but by the time that it did, it was too late for those kinds of thoughts. Instead, she approached slowly, picking her way back through the crowd and flashed a smile.

“I think I owe you a drink,” were her first words, although she soon moved her attention to the guy she was sat upon. “Quick thinking. A lot quicker than mine.” She was just a complete and utter fuck up in that moment, although nothing new there.

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blakemadden​:

The lights. The smells. The decoration. The smiles on the kids faces. The food. God there was nothing Blake didn’t love about Christmas time if she was honest because it was all laced with a little bit of magic dust that was impossible to ignore. The things she got to bake for commissions around the holidays were also just more fun than any other time of year because they involved into Christmas trees and snowmen, it was the cutest. Head tilted back as she looked up at the Rockefeller tree on her way back from visiting a friend she couldn’t help but allow the smile that spread across her face to grow larger, the lights dancing in front of her eyes. Plus this was her first Christmas as a mother which was going to make it even more magical.

Body suddenly jolted as someone pushed past her, no judgment there it was super busy she probably shouldn’t have just stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, she heard a thud as a backpack rolled onto the concrete by her feet. Someone must have dropped it, her head immediately snapping around to try to locate the bagless pedestrian, scooping it up to stop it getting trodden on. Being accosted by a woman who was screeching at her in a very strong British accent - coming to the conclusion it was her bag. “Oh! No I wasn’t trying to take it, it fell on the floor by my feet I just didn’t want anyone to stand on it…” she trailed off as she relinquished the bag to the stranger.

Sunny’s eyes momentarily went wide and she let a breath go, taking the bag back when it was offered to her. She shook her head then, pulling it back onto her shoulders and making sure it was secure before she said or did anything else. Obviously she didn’t mean to be rude, but she also felt as though she couldn’t trust anyone in this city sometimes —- especially in a tourist trap such as this. “Or worse...” came her words, slightly huffed. She took another moment, and then added, “Thanks. Didn’t actually mean to scream in your face.”

Glancing around, she bit down on her lip a moment. “My own stupid fault,” she added, taking a little more time now to look at the woman in front of her. Really, she chose her moments, screaming as someone who looked like that —- idiot.

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for: @ofclairesjournal​ location: coffee shop somewhere in manhattan

“Espresso and I need it now.” Sunny felt so incredibly stressed and she didn’t even know why. Coffee probably wouldn’t help, but it was usually a good, legal solution. She already had plenty of illegal solutions she didn’t want to go anywhere near right now. A moment later, her attention shifted back toward Claire and she let out a long, soft sigh. “What did you want? My treat.”

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xoxoveronicasworld​:

“You kiss your mother with that mouth? Long time no see?” Veronica smiled at her friend that she hasn’t seen in a hot minute. Rockefeller always had some of Veronica’s and Sunny’s best memories so it’s very convenient that she ran into her here.

"My mother, thankfully, isn’t even in the country,” came Sunny’s response, although her attention was more on the asshole who’d picked up the bag. She sidestepped her fiend and dove after the guy, pretty much tackling him from behind and snatching it back. “Go fuck yourself, mate!” she yelled, stepping backwards and having to hold back the urge to just keep pelting him with it instead. He was gone in seconds, disappeared into the crowd, never to be found again. Her attention went back to Veronica, “Dealing with a crisis.”