breathless | dan howell

1 - new

Symphony stirred a little when the little ball of black fluff purred and snuggled up to her face. She yawned and stretched as she peered over at her phone sitting on her bedside stand.

7:30 am

She was always a moring person and decided that she would explore the big, exciting, new town she lived in.

London

Symphony always wanted to live in London and finally that wish came true when she graduated art school and decided to open a small art gallery/studio as soon as she could. But those dreams would have to wait until she had enough money to lease a space for her studio. For now she lives off of what her parents have gave her and her own savings until she gets a part time job.

Her feet hit the cold wood floor and she walked to the bathroom to take a shower. As she turned on the tap and waited for the water to warm up she turned on her music. The song "young gods" by Halsey started playing and she lightly sung along to the words. The water was finally suitable for her preference so she undressed and  hopped in.

After her shower she brushed her teeth and got dressed in some black ripped jeans, a comfy gray flannel, and a simple silver choker that said "stay alive." That line from twenty pilots gave her a purpose when life had gotten difficult in the past so she wears it everyday in remembrance to stay strong.

She left her dirty blonde hair natural since it actually looked ok today.    Her makeup was minimal, just some eyeliner, mascara, and chapstick. She heard the tiny paws of her cat, Enoch, scratching on the door of the bathroom. She let out a little giggled then walked out to greet the anxious little kitten. She had named him after her favorite book character as soon as she got him. His wide green eyes stared up at her which reminded her to feed the little fuzz ball.

Moving from the US to London was mostly hassle-free but she had forgotten to buy the sole most important appliance for herself. Her coffee maker. She let out a sigh but remembered the small little coffee shop she had passed on her way to her new flat and actually became a little giddy to go to the cozy coffee place.

She quickly grabbed her doctor who tardis backpack (which carried her things she could not live without such as: her sketch book, ear buds, fav book she was reading, her camera, and her wallet) she placed on her glasses, tied up her black converse, grabbed her keys and hurried out of the door eager to get some caffeine.

As she practically skipped down the stairs and exited the building she couldn't help but feel happy for her new life ahead of her. She placed her ear buds in as she played her music while walking down to the coffee shop.

This feeling of happiness was foreign and was a trait that seemed to not dwell in her as much as it did when she was a child. This feeling of happiness was different but beautiful. This feeling of happiness was new and she loved it.

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A/n: yay first chapter :) hope you all are doing wonderful