#alyafae: valeria blackwood 001.

[fatalelity]

" she's old enough to be his mother ... " she grimaces, chin resting in palm as she takes another sip out of her gin martini. these parties suck. people are going to die in a few more hours — what is there to celebrate? but when @alyafae approaches, addison straightens herself and realizes she might've been a little careless ( damn, alcohol removing her filter & inhibitions ). quick! she needs to divert the conversation. " you uh ... want a drink? " / sc !

[fatalelity]

she had the urge to deny, to feign ignorance but what the other said proved to be too tantalizing for the doctor to ignore. a curious brow raised, glancing at the direction of the socialite with a twenty-something-looking tribute in her arms. " it is a nice dress. " she spoke sincerely, straightening her back. one hand extended out, addison presented the other with a cordial smile. " i'm addison. "

there was a smirk on her face, hearing what addison had just said. a bit too loud maybe, but then again valeria had never cared about being subtle either. "oh, she is. i made the dress she's wearing, i had to listen for hours how she was looking forward to this." she commented quickly as she stopped in front of the other woman. "i never say no to a drink from a pretty woman. especially not one that's so entertaining."