"I really want to kiss you right now."
"Then do it."
"I can't."
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In which Gracie Abrams watches Stranger things and ends up stalking the newest cast member.
Or
In which August isn't ready and Gracie would wait a lifetime for her.
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Gracie awoke one morning to an ethereal sound that seemed to drift through the walls of her home. It was a melody so captivating and enchanting that she couldn't resist its pull. Curiosity mingled with sleepiness as she traced the source of the music to the living room downstairs.
Barefoot and with tousled hair, Gracie descended the staircase, the notes growing clearer with each step. The music seemed to beckon her, luring her toward a newfound mystery. As she approached the living room, her eyes widened in astonishment at the sight before her.
August sat gracefully at the grand piano, her fingers dancing across the keys with effortless grace. Gracie had always known August to be talented and creative, but she had never expected this hidden virtuosity. August's delicate touch commanded the instrument, as though she and the piano were in perfect harmony.
Gracie stood at the threshold of the room, mesmerized by the enchanting melodies that spilled forth. She had never seen August play before, and the revelation left her with a mix of admiration and surprise. The music seemed to cast a spell, and Gracie found herself drawn to the piano bench, an unspoken invitation to join August in this magical moment.
With hesitant steps, Gracie made her way to the vacant seat beside August. The nerves fluttered in her stomach as she sat down, her fingers hovering tentatively above the ivory keys. She stole a glance at August, whose serene expression offered encouragement and reassurance.
Taking a deep breath, Gracie mustered her courage and allowed her fingers to settle on the piano keys. Uncertain at first, she began to find her own rhythm, matching the melodic cadence that August had established. The harmonies intertwined, creating a tapestry of sound that filled the room with an undeniable enchantment.
As they played together, Gracie's initial apprehension melted away, replaced by a growing confidence. The music became a language that transcended words, an expression of emotions that neither of them could articulate. It was a dance of shared creativity and unspoken understanding, weaving an unbreakable bond between two friends.
Gracie marveled at the symphony they created together, each note resonating with a sense of discovery and connection. She had known August for years, yet this newfound aspect of her talent brought them closer than ever before. The realization that there were depths to their friendship left unexplored filled Gracie with a mix of joy and wonder.
Time seemed to slip away as they continued their impromptu duet, lost in the beauty of the music. The notes swirled and soared, their melodies echoing through the house like a secret shared between kindred spirits. It was a moment that would forever be etched in their memories, a testament to the power of music and the unanticipated treasures that lie hidden within those we hold dear.
As their final chords faded into the air, Gracie and August sat there, breathless and filled with a profound sense of connection. Their eyes met, and they shared a smile that spoke volumes of the newfound bond they had discovered that day.
