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Catching Up || Caselle 

thecaseydiamond:

Casey squeezed her hand. “Hey, don’t tempt me! I could totally pull some strings and get you on the Bachelorette.” he chuckled. “I’ve got friends in high places.”

"Casey!" Elle wailed, pulling a face at him. "I wasn’t being serious." She sighed and brought his hand up closer to her face, examining his nails. "I just… I don’t know. Maybe I’d be better off alone? I’ve made it almost 18 years that way."



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Catching Up || Caselle 

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lmarx:

“Yeah, but…” her voice trailed off, and she shrugged, giving a gentle roll of the eyes. “What’s the point if I can’t tell what people’s ulterior motives are? You met me before I was,” she said, putting extra emphasis on the next part, “Elle Marx, model extraordinaire.” Elle snuggled in closer to her best friend, placing her head on her shoulder. “You know how my life was before I got here. I’m here now, and it’s still hard as shit.” She shook her head and sighed. “You know who I miss? Louis. It’s so hard liking someone who’s never around.”

Casey bit the inside of his cheek, not sure what to say. “Well, I guess that’s why people date within the ‘Hollywood circle’ or whatever you call it.” Casey rested his head on hers. “That way, there are no ulterior motives considering both halves of the relationship are already famous.” Casey pouted. “I miss Louis too…But, now we’re gonna have to find you a new Louis. I should totally take you to a club or something so we can find you a beau,” he chuckled.

Elle sighed once more, intertwining her fingers between his. “I guess I can see what you mean by that. But there’s the whole publicity thing and all that, so that’s not a very good idea either,” she murmured.  At the suggestion of clubbing, the blonde grimaced. “Casey, you know I’m so not a party girl. I don’t do parties. You know why.” She shook her head. “Why don’t we just have 24 guys fight to the death for my love?”



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