last to know ★ dovittaria

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THE next day, Sagittaria didn't go to school. She just didn't feel any motivation whatsoever to do so. Normally, it was unthinkable for her the simple fact of missing a single day of school, and missing the lessons. Now, Sagittaria was aware of the long-term consequences that her little whim would bring her; but nothing would've been worse than showing up, and having her friends tell her that she was driving Dovima crazy; while on the other side of the room would be Dovima, practically unaware of the blonde's presence.

Meanwhile, Sagittaria was songwriting, what a surprise... Some people get sudden urges to feed their feelings, and eat ice cream or candy to comfort themselves when they are sad. Not Sagittaria — she dared not sacrifice her perfect ectomorph build, or her heart-shaped face by stuffing it with sweets; instead, what brought her the most comfort was just sitting down with a pen and a sheet by her side, and just writing and writing as many songs and poems as she could. Besides, it brought her a lot of clarity when she was confused.

At the moment, Sagittaria was in her room, as she had done all day, writing one of the most important songs of her life. At last, she was putting on paper each and every one of her emotions for Dovima, and for the situation, which she now did recognize. Paying close attention, Sagittaria was gradually making her song, leaving nothing unsaid. Sagittaria was absorbed while she was adding every word, every rhyme, every sound to her piece of music; and with that, each of her feelings.

My friends say you're so into me

And that you need me desperately

They say you say we're so complete

But I need to hear it straight from you

If you want me to believe it's true

I've been waiting for so long it hurts

I wanna hear you say the words

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WITHOUT Sagittaria being aware of it, time had gone by extremely swiftly, and it no longer was midday, but a quarter past five in the afternoon. And so, while the blonde imagined that her sister and former best friend were still in school; in reality, Ivana had gone out to the store, and she would be back soon; but Dovima was at the same place, at the same time as Sagittaria — in the living room, adjacent to the blonde's bedroom. That is, our protagonist and her love interest were, without knowing it, once again in a warm yet impromptu moment.

Sagittaria must've entered some sort of true state of melancholy as she wrote her lyrics because, all of a sudden, loud weeping was heard in the house. Dovima, who was casually checking her phone, became alarmed, rising abruptly from the sofa. She couldn't think of anybody who could be crying in the Flores residency — they had no babies at home, she was in the living room, Ivana was outside, and Sagittaria probably was doing something somewhere as well, she was a very sociable girl. However, Dovima still couldn't stay cool and composed until she found out who was crying.

The black-haired paced around the hallway stealthily, analyzing each room she came across, and widening her eyes and ears. Just when curiosity began to eat her up the most, she tuned her ears more; and heard how the sound of crying seemed to come from Sagittaria's room. Dovima noticed, and approached the room, as the sound became clearer and clearer.

It was pretty obvious what was happening here; yet still, she didn't want to be reckless, and open the door without knocking first. Dovima had great respect for Sagittaria — she seemed to her an incredible and adorable girl; but Dovima didn't know if the feelings were mutual.