ooc:wots three days to the eternity we've been here?
"first one's free,kid." lydia sneers in the tone of the anti drug progam's promised drug dealers that were supposed to lurk around ever corner,but never actually did. "i see your plan,but i am totally falling into it. "this is a great house and you are really sweet and all....even if you still have my shoes. but how much are we looking at here? i'm not like nina. i've only been in the harlots since the pandemic,i dont even have a tour under my belt." she exclaims while taking out her phone and bringing up the calculator.
"oh,lyds, we got you. you'll just have to work off the difference in the harlots' salt mines." nina grins at her bandmate. before turning to serenity. "i'll be your guide through all things jaffa and cadburys. they are so much more thant those godawful eggs you lot get here in the states. " nina wasnt sure,but the only cadbury;s product she had ever seen in the usa were the creme egges. which she absolutely loathed. not only was the creme vile looking,it tasted terrible too. "we'll also get you set up with tea and a kettle. microwaving the water for tea will get you killed in some circles,love. not about to let that happen to you.
"ooh,blueprints" lydia says while rubbing her hands together conspiratorially. if there was one thing that made some minor heist sound major,it was the mention of blue prints. " we'll need to keep you around. i totally failed drafting and have no idea how to read blueprints. " lydia thoroughly enjoyed the cackle of serenity. it was both witch like and warm. truly the most dangerous of all cackles.
"oh my god,dont book us in the viking hotel. " nina exclaims while biting some beef jerky. " place looks bloody cool,but can be....well,bloody. i read something about someone taking the sheet off the mattress and there was a fucking huge blood stain on it. like,serious crime level blood stain." nina warns very firmly. while she was born and raised in whitechapel,violence and bloodshed were not unknown to her,but she wasnt the same street urchin she once was.
"oh we have to stay inside disney. do this proper." lydia says with a bit of drunken swagger. "the Polynesian resort for sure. i think they have still have the tiki room."
"you are drunk!" nina giggles while pointing at lydia. lydia probably had the lowest tolerance of the harlots. for better or worse,she hadnt had a life time of almost deadly levels of intake under her belt. it probably was best that serenity liked planning. nina and lydia were both the sort to take off and worry about details later.
" that sounds amazing." lydia nods and sips her own drink. " i never been married,but i am not going to calm down once a ring is on this finger." lydia says while holding up her ring finger. it was proudly bare. while she did consider herself sort of involved with someone,she was never getting married. " lady,dont ever give up your frying pan." lydia cackles.
"yeah. never get married,loves." nina says simply. she was married once to castor of vile hour. she tried to fit the mold of a married woman and mother,but it just wasnt her. she felt
owned and hated it. marriage,or perhaps castor,made her feel dirty about her past. she occasionally missed the step daughter she tried her best to be a mother to,but it was clear from the get go that she was an outsider to that relationship.
"why thank you, my drink making skills were good enough to get a c." lydia giggles to her friends. she was the sort that tried many things in life. anything that wasnt a quote unquote real job: a clown,a bartender, car customizer,bee keeper,chainsaw sculptor,fire dancer,finally tour guide for sun studios in memphis. lydia had worn many hats and had many random skills under her belt.
ooc: that viking hotel bit is based in fact. i always wanted to stay there in orlando,but it has some shady reviews. i believe its closed now.
Edited by user 27 March 2021 13:23:50(UTC)
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