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( open rp post! )

new year, new post. halfway through the year, whoop. idk how to do open posts, so.❧ select one of my characters (or someone you know I forgot to put on my list!)
❧ leave a prompt. pictures work best for me! or scenarios you've written up for yours truly.
❧ specify if you want action spam or prose!!! if I know you hate one over the other and I'm having A Day, I may be a little shit and make you do the one you dislike!
❧ reply as many times as you want.
❧ slow dance with me because we know I'm slow as shit.
❧ also, ask me on a date to do a musebox with you, that would be p cool.
( y'know. )
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[ With her ballet flats tied on, Christine sits on the window seat, staring out at the rain. It's one of those lazy Saturday mornings where you just want to stay curled up with a good book and a cup of tea. But not Christine. She has to practice if she wants to be the best. She'll make space in the living room and do her stretches. At least that's the plan, and by putting on her shoes, she's making that commitment.
She knows her twin sister has other ideas.
Christine looks over her shoulder at Caroline, seated at their vanity where she curls her hair. It's Saturday morning, so she has no idea where her sister is planning on going, especially out in the rain, but she has a feeling Caroline will be dragging Christine along with her. Though really, it won't be so much dragging as gently tugging. Caroline has a way of making any activity fun, or maybe that's just the Forbes way. ]
The moisture's gonna ruin your curls.
[ It's stated matter-of-factly. She doesn't think her sister should be wasting her time if it's all going to fall out before anybody can see it. Christine has wisely pulled her hair up on top of her head in a tight bun, intent on working up a sweat. ]