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[attr="id","sybariscol"]"Of course, I can manage!" - one minute before the disaster
"Viv', your brief is showing -" [break][break]
"Oh, that's Fleurs de Venus' last collection! Their new designs are so cute, so many ribbons, embroidered petals, tulle!" She chirps, perched on a stepladder, perfectly coral-manicured nails scratching the sides of a box. She suddenly stops. Her eyes widen; she stares at Idylle's staff member. "Oh no, Lola, don't tell me you hate lavender blue?!"[break][break]
Silence blankets the room, and the usual bewildered expression crosses her interlocutor's face. Unasked questions hide within the space.[break][break]
It's Vivian, the inner comment gets the upper hand -- and a short laugh fills the air. Sometimes, that's the only thing one can do if one prefers avoiding a nonsensical conversation.[break][break]
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It's Vivian -- one sentence and its different meanings. For her childhood friends, she's the girl who'll bite and scratch during a fight before crying because of a broken nail. For her college friends, she's the bimbo who seems to pass her exams without studying. Working as an accountant has never been a dream of hers -- numbers are her best friends when it comes to discounts, sales, and all matters related to money. She's even better at spending it.[break][break]
It's Vivian, - in her exes' mouth -, sparks embarrassing memories. Getting pepper sprayed, her screaming 'Have fun with your small dick, asshole!' in a megaphone while being drunk.[break][break]
'Look at you, you are an emotional mess,' fragment of a conversation after a breakup. Met by Vivian's intense stare. A 'what are you talking about?' swirling in her eyes.[break][break]
Thankfully (for her), her moods change faster than her wardrobe. Clothes carefully put away in the living room of her new home. A flat in a small building whose walls are covered by graffitis.[break][break]
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Home is her mother's voice welcoming her in the evening. Home is her father's nagging tone. Home is joining her parents and their friends, or business partners, for a tennis match. Home is ink-stained letters sent between cousins. Home is a carefree embrace, made of friends' laughter, secrets, and a dazzling feeling. [break][break]
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"Hey, I need your help," Camelia said, less than a year ago.[break]
Vivian answered, "Tell me everything." And that's how her journey began.[break][break]
Tout for a sybarite-owned fancy beauty salon, she's slowly recreating
home. [break][break]
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"Oh, look at the icon. It says it's a dolphin."[break]
"Don't click on -"[break][break]
Oh, well, life is all about overcoming the downs (viruses). [break]Vivian vc: and only heartless people make girls cry.
[attr="id","sybariscol"]little secrets
1. being a child actor from three years old to seven. Her mother was behind this career and put an end to it when an accident happened on a set.[break]
2. helped one of her best friends to cheat on their high school exam entrance because she didn't want them to get separated.[break]
3. actually, hates the trips to visit his dad's family side. She struggles with connecting with her cousins and spends too much time alone.
4. loves writing fanfiction (with real people but well)[break]
5. is learning to live by herself after her parents (dad) cut her allowance off because instead of going to college, she was shopping[break]
6. her father is from a tribe from Myca and her mom is from the Vale - they own a successful cleaning business[break]
[attr="id","sybariscol"]trivia
✿ 5'2" [break]
✿ is an only child and is close to her cousins,[break]
✿ if she were a healer/support, she'd say "You didn't ask politely. GO DIE."[break]
✿ hates rude people too, [break]
✿ loves longboarding, roller skating & is a member of a rollerball team[break]
✿ vegetarian [break]
✿ thinks true love is when someone spends 2 hours braiding your hair[break]
✿ "where my clueless girlies? my "huh" girlies? the babies who are so oblivious and never know what's happening? the girlies who forget their train of thought mid sen" -
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[attr="class","appplayedby"]played by [attr="class","appooc"][attr="id","sybariscol"]butternut