la brie en rose, arts district, 11:55am
tabs and her new bathroom BFF stroll up to carson. his eyes remain locked on his phone, barely acknowledging their presence.
tabs: uh, hey…
carson grunts in acknowledgement
tabs: weird question but do you know where my dress is from? it didn’t have a label and (turns to the woman) this lady would like to know…
carson: (staring at phone) yeah. it’s a sylvie voss. limited run like most of her stuff. she’s pissed off at me and junie at the moment. so, i’ll have to call in a favor to some like it haute.
carson sighs heavily and looks up at tabs
carson: (irritated) i’d rather not because i genuinely hate dealing with jenny. she’s a complete assh-OH MY GOD!
the woman smiles
????: well isn’t this something! (laughs) how are you, carson?
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