The moon rises from her hiding spot. Her light brings the remaining pieces together from when it started. All the memories, all the problems, all the struggles. That day. The day when each of us were born. Nobody thought it would come down to this...
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Victoria POV:
"This is so stupid" I shouted in frustration, "They even messed up the color of the dress-"
"Here" Aaron interrupted me before I could finish, handing me a cup of tea. I looked at him for a second before taking the cup from him. "Thanks" I mumbled while taking a sip. It tasted quite good...surprisingly.
"Still mad over that dress?" Aaron asked, "Of course I'm mad, who wouldn't be mad?" I slightly yelled. He didn't say anything. I just sighed, taking another sip from my tea, trying to calm myself down. I could tell I was getting tired after a whole night of rambling and getting worked up over this whole situation.
I suddenly felt a hand on my back. I turned my head back to see what was happening. He was awkwardly patting my back, trying to comfort me....at least, that's what I assumed. "I'm sure it's gonna be fine" Aaron consoled me. I simply smiled, slightly laughing at his attempt of trying to cheer me up. After that we stayed in a comfortable silence.
"Victoria?" Aaron called me, breaking the silence. "Yeah?" I responded turning my gaze in his direction, "Do you know anything about this ball? Like why did the royal family invited us?" he asked me, "Well my family did work for the royal family in the past, but I don't know anything about this situation" I replied, disappointed with my lack of knowledge on this subject.
"I have an idea" a confused look appeared on my face "Elaborate" "We can take the documents from your mother's office about the royal family" Aaron said confidently. I stayed a second to think about it. Maybe it isn't that bad of an idea, I thought to myself.
"Sure, sounds good" I replied. A happy look appeared on Aaron's face "Fuck yes" he slightly shouted. I just simply laughed at his antics.
"Glad we could do business Agnes" "Of course Rubio" I responded smiling. Maybe he's not that bad.
Moments later, I suddenly heard glass shattering. I immediately turned my attention to it. There was broken glass on the ground and, of course, Aaron was standing right next to it. I take back everything I said about him.
I simply sighed, getting up from my seat, making my way towards the pieces of broken glass on the ground. "Sorry about this" Aaron mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. "Come on, I'll help you clean this up" "Thanks" and with that we started to clean up the mess.
9 December 11:20 AM
Peter POV:
And here we are once again. Smoking on the roof. It was very therapeutic to me. I enjoyed the silence, it was quite comforting.
"Mind if we talk for a bit?" "What do you want?" I asked turning my head in the direction where the voice was coming from. He sat beside me before he said anything else. "Do you really want to go to the ball?" Theodore asked facing me. "Do I look like I give a fuck about the whole ball situation?" I replied to him. "Not really" "Exactly".
"The question was more leaning into the 'do you have any good clothes for the ball' category" I almost laughed at the 'subtle' question. There's no way he came here just to ask me this question. He simply rolled his eyes at my antics.
"I'm serious Peter" oh damn, he has the serious look and everything, guess I should respond to his question. "I don't think I have any 'decent' clothes for this ball" I replied. "Well now you have" Theodore responded handing me two boxes.
I inspected them for a little before opening one of them. "What's inside?" I asked dumbfounded. "Open it" I just sighed and went along with what he told me to do.
Inside there was a black suit. It had a good quality fabric, and it looked new. "That's what you're going to wear" Theo said looking at me. "Thanks...but what's in the second box?" I asked genuinely curious about what's inside. "That's Aaron's suit" "Why don't you give it to him then?" and silence.
He coughed a bit before saying something again. "He's not...quite fond of me...so I'd like you to give him the box" I slowly realized what he meant, nodding my head in agreement. "Well that's all I wanted to tell you" he said sitting up "Yeah, thanks again, I'll see you later" "No need to thank me" and with that he left me alone on the rooftop.
I lighted another cigarette as I let the cold breeze hit my face.
