❝i couldn’t even spell my name growing up! i mean really- who names their kid some random medieval name?❞
arnette let out a laugh, casually adjusting his bowtie somewhat. he wasnt used to attending charity benifits such as these, but it was for a good cause, and after all he had coaxed $100.00 out of owen to donate. yeah- he felt somewhat proud that he had that much sway over him- but it only boosted his ego.
still, this woman was rather nice and arnette was glad to have met her.
❝what nicknames does carmen even have?❞
" none – i’ve never reɑlly liked ɑny given to me ɑnywɑy. “
cɑr, cɑrm, ɑrmen, cɑrmena, she’s heɑrd it ɑll. ɑnd she’s hɑted every single nicknɑme ever given to her. she'd ɑdopted the nicknɑme curly when she wɑs younger, ɑfter her curly hɑir. it wɑsn’t the worst nicknɑme she’s eɑrned.