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Aria chuckled, "Well, thats good," she played along playfully. "Ah, well you have a wardrobe fitting tomorrow, we'll pick you up again, same times," . ( Whoops, thats on me. Little misunderstanding there, :) ) |
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Laurel laughed again softly before nodding. "Alright then, I'll be ready whenever you arrive," she told her, stepping out of the elevator once it hit the ground floor.
(no worries!)
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Aria smiled, seeing her off. ( Oki! Wanna timeskip to the day of the event? ) |
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(sure! You wanna pick us back up?) |
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( Sure! ) It was Thursday morning. Luca woke up early that morning, well, he always woke up early, but this was even early for him. He had a big meeting today, so he had to put himself together very nicely, and he did just that. He was in a full tux, hair styled nicely and his papers all prepared. All he needed now was Laurel. She should be here by now. She should've arrived hours ago to get ready here, but Luca was so busy getting himself ready that he didn't actually know if she was here or not. But he trusted Aria to have her ready in time. |
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Laurel had woken up just as early, having been brought to headquarters to be prepped and prettied for the event she was to attend with Luca that day. Her make up and hair was done, each piece of her meticulously arranged to be perfect. She was dressed into a pale lilac dress that was form fitting to her torso with a sweetheart neckline. The skirt was flowy and ended in the middle of her calves. It screamed old money and she was truely a vision as she exited the elevator to meet Luca. Laurel was radiant, albeit nervous, but she entered the penthouse and called out softly to him to alert him of her presence and to the fact she was ready. |
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"Hm?" He hummed, popping his head out of his bedroom to see her. "Oh, hey Laur," he said nonchalantly, buttoning his shirt. |
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Laurel smiled when she saw Luca and headed in his direction. "Hey yourself. I was told to come on up and join you," she mentioned as she leaned lightly against the door frame, watching him as he finished with his buttons. |
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Luca rolled his eyes."let's go," he said, taking her hand and leading her down the elevator and outside, towards a limo. |
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Laurel nodded, having left out the part where she may or may not have been given the choice not to join him and chose to anyways. With her hand in his, she absentmindedly ran her thumb along his skin, her small smile appearing again as she saw the limo. She still wasn't used to that. She got in quietly and scooted over to make room for Luca. |
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