" Oh My God, Oh My God, Oh My God, " Words Are Flying From Her Mouth In A Melodramatic Manner Before

" oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, " words are flying from her mouth in a melodramatic manner before she's even let herself into her brothers apartment, far too often acting as though she has any right to come and go as and when she pleases. shopping bags are dropped onto the sofa before she's sinking into the spot beside them, bottom lip jutted out like it has been for the last half hour. " you'll never believe what just happened to me. i was practically attacked ! " noa takes a deep breath before correcting her posture, sitting up a little taller. " so, i was at this boutique, ready for some serious retail therapy, you know ? planning to refresh my fall wardrobe. and then i spotted it— the perfect fall sweater. i’m talking about holy grail level here. absolutely unmatched. anyway, " she continues on, and the more she goes, the more her hands are moving, giving more visual than is necessary. " i go to grab it, and then in she comes. little miss wouldn't know how to accessorize if her life depended on it. she yanks it, ronen. right out of my grip. so roughly i break a nail. i mean, look ! " raises her hand, now one nail shorter than the rest. " i only got my mani-pedi done on monday. what a waste. "

closed ft. @loversfms

“ you know, if you ever get tired of working here, i could find you something else, ” words are spoken as he comes into view of his old friend having just ate at the restaurant with a client. slow smile stretching into place as he shrugs his shoulders. “ though you do have a great phone voice, i’ll give you that. ” closed ft. @sloanetm

there’s a spring in her step, almost always is. a buzz that constantly bounces off of her as she struts around in a world that’s totally and completely her own. it’s not somewhere she frequents, not one single inch of her skin marked with ink. what she is, is a businesswoman always looking to grow. “ no actually, i have a great sense of direction. ” soon pulls a small bundle of flyers out of her bag and hands them over in his direction, design bright and eye catching just like her current outfit. “ i’m planing a mixer. you know, just a casual little get-together for the singletons of palmview, and i was wondering if you could kindly put one of these in the window. maybe hand a few out. ” noa offers him a smile, one that’s gotten her her way far too much over the years. hopes it will again as she pairs it with a doe-eyed stare. “ please. ”

hum of the tattoo machine was a comforting soundtrack in his brightly lit studio , focused on the delicate lines of a dragon tattoo he was inking onto a client’s forearm . the bell above the door jingled , and in walked @dreamerfms , a whirlwind of energy dressed in vibrant colors . seeing her in his studio caused him tilt his head in confusion , finally finishing up the piece and wrapping it for his client before walking into the small waiting area . " you lost or somethin' , princess ? " he questions her , leaning against the counter some with his arms crossed over his chest .

13 GOING ON 30 (2004) dir. Gary Winick

Clueless (1995) dir. Amy Heckerling

" okay, so, fill me in. what's the latest ? " a familiar glee she gets whenever she's asking someone to update her on their life, as if she's somehow entitled to a peak inside. all with good intentions of course, a real desire to know bred from care. " are you single, dating . . . looking ? " closed ft. @tidecorals