Post by Noelle Laurent on Nov 28, 2020 1:46:49 GMT
Shopping was one of the things Noelle enjoyed the most in her life. It had been that way for as long as she could remember, even when she was a young girl, there was something about the allure of the bright lights inside the mall that captured all of her attention. Shiny trinkets as far as the eye could see and beautiful garments of clothing to wrap around her body.
Christmas shopping was a much more specific beast to tackle. The task of shopping for someone else was a mixture of potential ranging from successful to disastrous. The unknown was nothing for Noelle to fear and she had complete confidence in herself that finding a gift for her beloved devil would be a delicious piece of cake. Perhaps if she was the cake in question.
The corners of her mouth curved upwards into a slight smirk as her hips swayed with each careful step she was taking in her attempts to avoid a collision with frantic shoppers. Black Friday always brought out the worst in people all for the sake of finding the best deal possible. Her heels are clicking up against the tiles of the sleek floor until she comes to a sudden stop, her eyes lighting up, as she brings both of her hands up to the golden curls of her hair to brush them off her face.
"I take no pleasure in defeat, but I do take great pleasure in being able to send a strong message, which is exactly what I did during our last show. I stomped Naty down under my boot as if she was nothing more than a bug to be crushed. All for the sole purpose of reminding our boss what I am capable of, especially if he had happened to forget what my devil and I accomplished during the first official Cheap Pops Pro show."
Noelle pauses for a moment as her eyes focus upon the large diamond on her ring finger which fits quite well in regards to the store she is standing in front of at the moment. Tiffany's & Co boasting with pride all of the brand new items of jewelry that have been designed for the holiday season.
"And now we move forward with razor sharp focus to keep stepping down on those who are beneath us. Rest assured that you've been on nothing more than a lucky streak so far Bembe Brightwell, one that is about to run out, which is a real shame for you I can imagine. What else are you going to be able to cling to in your meager little existence? I'm sure you can find a good audience to bring you some sympathy when you become another victim for me to add to my growing list."
As she is speaking, Noelle is approaching closer towards the store window, her eyes taking in every single fine detail of the jewelry that has been placed out on the display case.
"The world always roots for the underdog, doesn't it? Even when they know it's only going to end in misery because real life is nothing like the stories Hollywood would love for us to believe. Why do we insist on allowing ourselves to be comforted by nothing more than lies? Is that the kind of life you take pride in having Bembe? Will you be able to look at your reflection in the mirror the next morning knowing that you tried to step up against someone so far above your level that it was guaranteed to be doomed from the start? Or perhaps you'll crack some more jokes hoping that the world will continue to accept the clown and all of his little party tricks."
Noelle scoffs under her breath as she taps one long and polished red nail against the glass. Far off in the distance she can hear the noise of what sounds like sirens alerting her to a disturbance within the mall.
"My devil and I, we have a mission here in Cheap Pops Pro, it's one that we intend to fulfill and that simply can't happen if I have to waste my precious time entertaining the village idiot. So let me break it down in a way that I'm sure even you will be able to understand my words. What I did to Naty? It's nothing compared to what I have planned for you. That was only an appetizer and I'm famished now."
Christmas shopping was a much more specific beast to tackle. The task of shopping for someone else was a mixture of potential ranging from successful to disastrous. The unknown was nothing for Noelle to fear and she had complete confidence in herself that finding a gift for her beloved devil would be a delicious piece of cake. Perhaps if she was the cake in question.
The corners of her mouth curved upwards into a slight smirk as her hips swayed with each careful step she was taking in her attempts to avoid a collision with frantic shoppers. Black Friday always brought out the worst in people all for the sake of finding the best deal possible. Her heels are clicking up against the tiles of the sleek floor until she comes to a sudden stop, her eyes lighting up, as she brings both of her hands up to the golden curls of her hair to brush them off her face.
"I take no pleasure in defeat, but I do take great pleasure in being able to send a strong message, which is exactly what I did during our last show. I stomped Naty down under my boot as if she was nothing more than a bug to be crushed. All for the sole purpose of reminding our boss what I am capable of, especially if he had happened to forget what my devil and I accomplished during the first official Cheap Pops Pro show."
Noelle pauses for a moment as her eyes focus upon the large diamond on her ring finger which fits quite well in regards to the store she is standing in front of at the moment. Tiffany's & Co boasting with pride all of the brand new items of jewelry that have been designed for the holiday season.
"And now we move forward with razor sharp focus to keep stepping down on those who are beneath us. Rest assured that you've been on nothing more than a lucky streak so far Bembe Brightwell, one that is about to run out, which is a real shame for you I can imagine. What else are you going to be able to cling to in your meager little existence? I'm sure you can find a good audience to bring you some sympathy when you become another victim for me to add to my growing list."
As she is speaking, Noelle is approaching closer towards the store window, her eyes taking in every single fine detail of the jewelry that has been placed out on the display case.
"The world always roots for the underdog, doesn't it? Even when they know it's only going to end in misery because real life is nothing like the stories Hollywood would love for us to believe. Why do we insist on allowing ourselves to be comforted by nothing more than lies? Is that the kind of life you take pride in having Bembe? Will you be able to look at your reflection in the mirror the next morning knowing that you tried to step up against someone so far above your level that it was guaranteed to be doomed from the start? Or perhaps you'll crack some more jokes hoping that the world will continue to accept the clown and all of his little party tricks."
Noelle scoffs under her breath as she taps one long and polished red nail against the glass. Far off in the distance she can hear the noise of what sounds like sirens alerting her to a disturbance within the mall.
"My devil and I, we have a mission here in Cheap Pops Pro, it's one that we intend to fulfill and that simply can't happen if I have to waste my precious time entertaining the village idiot. So let me break it down in a way that I'm sure even you will be able to understand my words. What I did to Naty? It's nothing compared to what I have planned for you. That was only an appetizer and I'm famished now."