“ well , if it makes you feel better , all the best people are crazy —— i'm pretty sure i've heard that somewhere . ” camille believes everyone has a little crazy in them anyways , it's what makes life so much fun and interesting . “ right , of course you are one of those people that read zodiac horoscope , ” she laughs . “ i would be lying to say i've never done it , but it's a little bit tricky , don't you think ? once you read the horoscope , you might want to believe it , so even if it doesn't happen the way it's supposed to be , you'd find a reason behind it , which is why in the end they all make total sense . that's just how it works , i think . it's not like they're real . we're the ones who make them real , you know ? ”
" well when ya' put it like that, i definitely sound crazy, " van chuckled, rolling her eyes at herself. suddenly fortune-telling was the tamest thing she could do in new york city . . . but what could she say ? she had her fears, and there was always something super off-putting about an old lady and her crystal ball. " maybe it's a business . . . but you don't think they're even a tad bit real ? never read your zodiac horoscope and thought, well, damn, that makes total sense ? "
“ nothing's wrong with being a little crazy sometimes , but seeing a fortune teller is probably like the least crazy thing you can do around here . i mean , what's the worst that could happen ? it's not like the predictions are real . ” camille truly doesn't believe in the whole being able to look into the future kinda thing and it shows . “ you should still give it a try though . i'd say you shouldn't trust them one hundred percent , but if you're into that sort of thing , you do you . after all someone's gotta believe them , am i right ? that's how they keep the business going . ”
with: @nepofmstarters where: outside the fortune teller's tent @ the vday carnival
stood at the edge of the valentine's day carnival, van couldn't help feeling drawn to the flickering glow and velvety, starry pattern of the fortune teller's tent. she sighed, a mix of curiosity and apprehension as she turned to the person nearby. " y'know, back in texas, we've got our fair share of superstitions — and mixin' fate with fortune-telling feels like playin' with fire, " she drawled, southern accent adding a touch of warmth to her tone. " but i'd be lying if i said i'm not a little curious. am i crazy for thinkin' about goin' inside and lettin' those cards have a say ? or is that just askin' for bad luck ? " in her eyes, it was like telling someone your wish after blowing out the candles on a birthday cake . . . if you said it or heard it out loud, it was never going to come true. but how could she not feel some allure ? she was known to be a romanticist, after all.