Giraffe > l.r.h

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"Hey Aria" Luke said whilst trying to suppress a grin when the short curly headed tour guide walked towards him. Her dark brown eyes summed him discreetly to see if she'd notice anything out of place and she was relieved to see that he was quite fine. His own light blue eyes skimmed over her neatly attired physique and he continued to struggle against his smile. "Hey Giraffe Kid. Ready for another adventure?" she asked in her naturally cracked voice and the pace of his heartbeat quickened at the familiar sound.

"Anything with my favorite tour guide" he settled to a heart warming smile as he ruffled her long curly hair and walked ahead of her. She giggled quietly as she trailed behind the lanky blonde pop star.

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"Why don't any of your fans ever find you here?" Aria asked as she watched Luke snap pictures of Stanley who was picking at a shrub close to them. Luke glanced at Aria then back to his phone as he tried to focus the camera on Stanley. "I'm not quite sure." he said in a murmur and Aria hummed as she tore her eyes away from his tall lean back. "I don't regret it though. You know, I think everyone deserves that haven of their own which is outdoors. Somewhere away from home where they find peace and people will respect that they shouldn't cross over into that area. A place to blow off steam. You know?"

"I know" Aria said a bit taken off guard by the wisdom and depth in Luke's words. "But wouldn't that be like a café" she added and he chuckled. " To some extent. But there's not privacy their. Everyone goes to blow off steam their. Its a universal vent house but the thing is you're not able or should I say allowed to express yourself openly there. I can vent here. To you, at something about the atmosphere, the animals, the people- you. It relieves me" he continued with some sadness as he lowered his phone for a bit.

He had drifted off into his only little world, reminiscing the life he had before people actually could pick him out from a coffee line and cabs. How he could go to the mall would causing a hectic fuss from people trying to mob him.

"Life isn't quite easy when you can't find refuge in normal things" he muttered still saddened then with a frown he raised the phone again to take a picture of Stanley who was now peering curiously at some tourists that had been feeding some other animals.

"Uhm Luke" Aria asked, sympathy raw in her voice. Luke hummed in acknowledgment without turning to look at her and she chewed on the insides of her cheek. "If...you want... you could drop by my apartment later on with a uh... your writing book or something. I think we can figure out some great ideas to bring your band back on the top charts" she offered and he tensed as he froze in place and replayed her words in his hands.

"You're going to help me to write the album-"

"Don't push it Hemmings. Please"