"You should probably stop blaming the stars, you know?"
They were sitting comfortably looking at the buzzing crowd through the coffee shop's window frame, Camila gently placed her cup at the wooden table before she looked prominently detained by the thought, and she wishes it was that easy though. The younger Latina shrugged thoughtlessly, as if to just acknowledge the older Latina's presence.
"You can learn to like them" Lauren timidly suggests, she have considered Camila's sentiment towards stars, but it would vary for the betterment if Camila could somehow enjoy it with her, aware that the younger girl would barely lift her gaze when they're under a plentiful of stars would mostly put Lauren at a very familiar predicament that states pain and vulnerability, impartibly, in fact the older girl feels like she's under the restriction of having to see the stars alone, she would feel so selfish if she would enjoy it all to herself.
"Eventually" The younger one says nonchalantly.
Lauren weakly nods at the brunette's response, Camila is impeccable, and sometimes she wishes that she wasn't. Lauren finds it hard to cease her, Camila constantly changes her amends at things, her perception is complex, and that frustrates the older Latina. Lauren's not a very big fan of their relationships perplexity either.
Camila then stood seemingly to justify that she doesn't want to discuss things furthermore, she padded straight to the shop's entrance with Lauren figuratively, following behind her, she kept her thoughts at bay to emit pure irrelevance to what the older girl had suggested earlier, it bothers her more than it has to, she doesn't blame the stars, maybe it was a certain paradox to the brunette that the stars complexion is as of a resemblance of her past, of the thought of 'her'.
"Where are you heading, Camila?"
Instead of responding, the younger girl slows down her pace while turning her head over her shoulders to look at the raven haired girl who was cautiously confused, Lauren had somehow followed Camila's trail when she sat at a bench situated perfectly at the moon's contrast, there was enough space for both of them, so the older girl sat next to her, trying to look refined by the younger girl's coherence.
"What are you doing, Camila?"
"We" Camila instantly says when she looks straight at the rusty swings from the children's playground being unappreciated somehow, or at least that was what it looks like,
"What?"
"What are 'we' doing, at least be eloquent, Lauren"
Lauren smiles to herself when Camila's playful tone has peered through their not so illusive conversation, sure it wasn't as synchronized as her usual talks with normal people, and she had concluded that Camila doesn't run well with the oppressive norms, she has her ways of trying to speculate, and she does things on her own terms, she determines it meticulously, and that's why Lauren finds her so indecisive, it's quite frittering,
The green eyed girl was caught off guard when Camila had her eyes settled above them, she was intently trying to scan the bright fragments surrounding them, she looked at them in mild anticipation, like how Lauren had marvel her from a few inches apart, but it was in a snap when her smile turned into a frown, Camila's orbs had somehow lost its gratification, it looked so stale and uncanny, it pains the older girl, she can now try to hate the stars too, if given to see the younger Latina like this whenever she would look at those bright lights, she would definitely hate the stars.
Lauren blocked Camila's sight impulsively, she was now standing in front of her, shutting her from the unsettling pain that she had felt just recently, the green eyed girl had her eyes in precise burning holes through her head, as if trying to figure her out, she sucked a breath when Lauren's composure unraveled in front of her.
"It sucks to see you that way"
Lauren begun,
"And if stars pains you like how it pained you recently, then I don't want you seeing stars, Camila"
Camila's heart had swelled by the sudden affirmation that came from the older girl, she wasn't surprised how Lauren designates well with words, what surprised her was the girl's specific resonance of having to elate the younger girl's pain of turning it to being her own, Lauren for all she knows isn't very good with have to renounce someone's adaptability every now and then, but as to Camila, the older Latina had took her to a different sphere that she doesn't know that was even possible.
"Hating stars is acceptable" Lauren says with a sense of firmness to her tone.
The younger girl looked at the older girl in enough appreciation, Camila squarely would want to give Lauren something that would condone physical acknowledgment, but her reoccurring thoughts couldn't risk anything, at least not for the time being, the shade of Lauren's eyes were more relative to the park's withering grasses, it dearly made the brunette swoon.
