033. flower shop

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all day the two had texted back and forth; juliet asking about his flight, and he asking how her and jules' lunch went. of course all she could think of was seeing him since it had been awhile since the two were reuntited, and neither of them could wait.

sebastian planned a whole date for the two of them. first they'd go to a museum, since juliet always wanted to go to one in new york, then out for dinner at carbone. usually he would of chosen a different place to eat, but that was where the two had their first dance. call it cheesy but when he was around her it was different.

although she knew the time he was coming to get her, she still procrastinated. if she was being honest her hair and makeup was done, she just wasn't dressed.

so, as the clock hit two-thirty marking exactly thirty minutes till he'd arrive, she finally got ready. dressed in a tight black prada dress matched along with the matching platformed heels. her makeup flashy but not too flashy, with her hair being pin straight. she looked drop dead gorgeous.

seeing ten minutes left on the clock, she decided to take a photo seeing as not only was the lighting good, but she looked good and she knew it.


                                       

sebastian arrived with a few minutes to spare, red roses in hand. with all these flowers she'd be able to open a flower shop, he thought. he knocked on the door his ears hearing an artist named conan grey playing in the background. as she opened the door he's mouth was wide open taking in her appearance. fucking christ, he thought, tom lost a good one and he hoped he knew.

"you look, wow." speachless still, he handed her the flowers before hugging her. she smelled of lavender and french vanilla, her apartment smelled of a flower shop. juliet giggled as she was handed the flowers. "with all these, maybe i can open a flower shop." he smiled at her knowing they thought alike.

he laughed along with her, "i just said that on my way over." this time she took in his appearance; dressed head to toe in what seemed like prada.

"i suppose we're matching." she mentioned, motioning to his and her outfits.

he nodded smirking, "i suppose we are. now, pretty girl, are you ready?"

she blushed at his nickname for her nodding before grabbing her purse and keys. the two made their way over to the elevator and later his car. luckily, since anthony wasn't there she got to choose the music. "are we feeling conan gray, taylor swift, harry, or mac miller?"

the actor hummed putting his singal light on, "play mac. i don't really know him." she gasped, "you don't know mac miller? drive me back home."

he looked at her confused before laughing along with her.

"i do! just not as much ." and so she played mac songs from her playlist called, 'luv luv luv'.

they sang along with some songs while juliet was on her phone picking a good photo to post, "i feel like a teenager trying to find a good picture." he smiled later nodding to photos she'd show him.























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