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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 3:49:12 GMT
That boy sure was odd, but nice enough. Their parting had been somewhat abrupt but it was fine; she didn't want to intrude on him any more than she already had. Backing out of the room quietly she shut the door, trying to be as quiet as possible. Still, now she had so many new questions and thoughts about Primo. Who was he, exactly? She had an inkling that when he said he owned a club there was more to it than that but she let it drop. Now she had an idea that he really did have other business on the side...but what, was the question. Her mind was getting the better of her, she knew it, but the pinkette couldn't help it. Lucie was trying to be as quiet as possible but when she was backing away from the room she felt herself bump into someone. Squeaking a bit she jumped and turned to see who it was, gasping. PRIMO COHN // its obvi primo |
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Post by PRIMO COHN on Feb 14, 2014 2:53:28 GMT
At some point since taking her home, Lucie had slipped away somewhere. He wasn’t entirely sure where she had gone either. She didn’t leave, that much he knew. Curiosity must have called to her so she went off to explore. Primo didn’t mind but he longed for her company.
He roamed around the many corridors within his sprawling home. He had been backing away from peering into the adjacent room when she came bursting from his nephew’s room on the other side. He turned to her with a smile. “There you are.” He stepped closer to her. “Were you visiting with my nephew? Isn’t he cute? My kids adore him.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2014 5:08:23 GMT
Right as she was backing out of the room, Primo appeared behind her and she gasped when he spoke. He had a knack of sneaking up on people, that was for sure, and she jumped a little when his voice rang out in the silence of the hallway. Turning to look at him with wide, doe eyes, she realized he wasn't upset but rather...he was smiling. "O-oh, hello, Mr.- er, Primo," she said, still not used to calling him by his first name. It was so foreign to her and it was a hard act to break, though she was going to try her hardest to do so! It was only polite, after all, since he'd asked her to call him by his first name. When he asked her if she thought Jamie was cute, she nodded emphatically. The boy was cute enough, sure, even if he gave off a little bit of a strange aura. She couldn't judge, really, because everyone was weird in their own way right? "He's a very sweet boy," she agreed, and then remembered about Primo's children as well. "Are your children home now...?" PRIMO COHN |
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Post by PRIMO COHN on Mar 26, 2014 15:32:02 GMT
Jamie, his dear, sweet nephew, was certainly an unusual child. He was so meek and polite compared to most of their relitives. Of course, he had become quite deranged during his stay. But that side of him was also cute. He had such potential in their family business.
"They are off playing with their new schoolmates. I once had them homeschooled, but they insisted." He missed the time he spent with them. They were never home now. Primo missed all the clamor and mischief. "They are always out and about. It gets so lonely when they aren't around."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 0:06:29 GMT
She listened as Primo talked about Jamie, and then his own children. While there was a sense of unease about the place, and while Primo seemed to be a little, er, eccentric, he certainly spoke warmly about his family. And if that was anything, it comforted Lucie a little bit, and a small smile curled on her pink lips. "I bet it gets kind of quiet around here," she said, looking around at the hallway. Even it was expansive. "This house is huge! I would get lost in here easily..." Realizing that getting lost in the halls was a very real possibility, she had to hold back a nervous gulp. Looking back up at Primo, she tried to remain calm and smile. "So, what did you invite me over here for again...?" She wasn't sure if he had actually ever told her or not, so she figure this would be a good way to figure out why she had been brought here. PRIMO COHN |
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Post by PRIMO COHN on Apr 9, 2014 1:34:26 GMT
“Mhm,” he agreed. There wasn’t much else to say. Even if Jamie was home, the boy barely made a sound anyways. So without his kids, he was trapped in insufferable silence. But it wasn’t so quiet now that he had her with him.
He watched her carefully, noting the wonder in her eyes as she took in the sprawling halls. “Don’t worry.” He assured her. “I won’t let you get lost whenever you’re over.” He smiled at her. Primo was often seen smiling but the one he wore now was a bit different. It was hard to place what it was though. “Would you like a tour?”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2014 23:59:38 GMT
Whenever she was over? Was he expecting her to come over more than once? She wasn't really opposed to the idea but then again, she just met him. If they became friends of a sort she supposed that she wouldn't mind coming over again, but it was a little odd to assume that she was going to be over again. Maybe she was just overthinking things. Her mind had a tendency to surge when she was nervous, and she was definitely nervous right now. Still, she managed a sweet smile at him and looked up when he mentioned a tour. A tour sounded safe enough. Besides, the house truly was beautiful and she wouldn't mind seeing more of it. With a nod she took a few steps closer. "A tour sounds like it would be fun. How big is this house exactly...?" PRIMO COHN |
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Post by PRIMO COHN on Apr 25, 2014 5:17:57 GMT
It wasn’t a question of whether she’d come by to visit him again. She would. He had taken to her like a child with a new toy. Lucie was new, different from most people he knew. Primo was captivated by her gentle mannerisms and soft voice.
“It's about eight thousand square feet. The realtor said something about eight bedrooms and six bathroom, but I never bothered to count.” He had more space than he needed. It used to seem so full when his children were younger. They were away more often than not now, where only Jamie was ever home and he rarely made a sound. “Hm, where should this tour star…”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2014 0:44:22 GMT
Lucie was shocked. The house was bigger than she imagined. Why a family of four people needed a house that big was beyond her comprehension. Maybe he had a lot of family that he expected to be visiting at the same time? That was a possibility. That didn't change the sheer magnitude of the house, however. As much as she'd love to wander around and see what all there was to see, she knew that wasn't a good idea. Patiently she waited for Primo to decide where to start the tour, but she was getting antsy. It was getting late...if she didn't get home soon, she'd have a hard time getting everything ready for tomorrow so she could be up and ready for work the next day. "Why don't we start at the front door?" she asked. "That seems like a good spot to me..." PRIMO COHN |
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Post by PRIMO COHN on May 1, 2014 2:31:43 GMT
It wasn’t often that Primo has guests—guests that weren’t family, that is. He wasn’t used to entertaining, much less giving tours. The Italian had hoped for some constructive advice from the pinkette, but her reply just made it seem like she wanted to leave. “You want to leave?” He asked, wearing a slight frown. “You haven’t had a tour yet”
Was there something wrong with his hospitality? Perhaps there was. He would have to ask Sid to show him how to properly cater to guests. There was a chance any advice she’d give would be entirely unhelpful though. Truthfully, Primo didn’t even know what she did when she wasn’t drinking at his club.
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2014 0:28:58 GMT
Lucie was confused for a moment before she realized how her statement must've sounded. Gasping, she covered her mouth a bit as her eyes widened. How rude she must have sounded just now! That wasn't her intention and she immediately started to apologize. "Oh, no, I'm sorry..." she said, shaking her head. "I meant...lets start at the front door, like I was just coming into your house? And then we could go from there?" Besides, if they started from the front door - the starting point of the house, arguably - she might able to remember where some things were if she could create a mental map of the place. Given the winding hallways and neverending corridors, however, that might be more difficult than she thought. PRIMO COHN |
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