Closed Family Problems

Blair Bianchi

Italian; Ballerina; Model
 
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438
OOC First Name
Sofija
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Seeing Somebody
Sexual Orientation
Branson❤️
Wand
Curly, 9", Acacia, Essence of Belladonna, Unyielding
Age
February 14, 2040 (23)
Blair couldn't believe that she decided to go home. Tho, the more she thought about it, the more she understood that she just wanted to have fun and just surf or finally do some real ballet training. Mostly just something she couldn't really do at school. She wasn't exactly into the thought of having to spend time with this family, but she was also getting in the hang of accepting it, not like she had any other family. It was only the next day of being back at home but Blair already wanted to go out or just get away from her house. "Stefan!" she loudly called out as she actually didn't know where he was. "Dad!" this one sounded way quieter only because she didn't want anyone to hear that she was actually getting used to calling him her dad. "Valerius!" maybe he was there? Maybe he knew where their dad was? "Margo?" she already quietly said only because she knew that she surely wasn't there, tho she was pretty sure that Margo would know where to find Stefan.
 
Stefan came out of his room, knotting his tie. Blair was home for the holiday, and he smirked as she called him dad. She called for Margo too, for some reason, and that amused him. "Dad is fine," he teased gently, leaning down and whispering next to her ear. He straightened up, chuckling lightly. "What's up? Need to head somewhere?" He asked, thinking they could grab breakfast and he'd drop her off wherever she wanted to be before heading to the office.
 
Blair rolled eyes dramatically but couldn't hide a light smile. "I think I'm gonna stick with Stefan," she teased him back in the same whispering tone. "Yes, beach. I am sick of sitting home. Well, you probably can't join me?" She tried to make puppy eyes, tho, she actually didn't really know how to do it, but still hoped that he will agree. Knowing that there was almost no chance that he would.
 
Stefan considered Blair's words a moment, thinking it over. Eh, what was one beach day. He pulled out his phone. "Margo, clear my day. And book a beach. I don't care where. Something private. And get a caterer, would you? I'm famished. Once the day is cleared, and the trip handled, take my card and pay for your wedding, then take the card and run your fiancé to dinner. Tell her I said hello, would you? Thanks, darling," Stefan hung up before turning back to Blair. "Alright, get your things. Margo will call when we're ready to leave," he waved his hand, turning to move back to his room to change into more casual attire.
 
Valerius was still irritated that he suddenly had an elder sister. If she thought he was just going to step aside and hand her their fathers company, well, she was absolutely wrong. He ignored her as she called for him, but immediately jumped up when he heard his father speaking to Margo on the phone. He peeked his head out of his room, looking between the two of them. "Beach day? Can I come?" He asked, trying to appease to his father. "You can't just take her and leave me here," He added, shooting an icy look at Blair.
 

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