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@beauzzz           hey..  romy.      [       doe brown eyes looked up from behind the canvas she was painting on,      the art room washed in honey, gold light,   sun filtering through the tall arched windows.     the air carrying a faint scents of apples and oil paint.     strokes of green were swept across the linen in gentle arcs,    forming tall,    slender trees,  whose branches curved toward another..   rather dark.           the brush slips from her fingers and lands onto the cloth below.               a deep sigh left her lips.     ]     i can tell you anything right?         [     pressing her paint,   stained fingers  against the edge of the canvas,     as if steadying herself.       ]               cause this is silly.     you know,   he hasn’t come by in days.   [    she mentions hinting at aiman,       her boyfriend.     their classmate.     her voice a whisper almost as if she’s afraid someone might hear her.      ]      at first i thought he was busy.    [   a soft, brittle laugh escapes her.    ]     duties.   something important.. but i  see him in the halls.      he sees me too.  [   she turned around to face her friend,    brows knitted in confusion.     ]  and,  then he looks away.     [     silence lingers, heavy as dusk.   ]   i would rather he break my heart honestly.   [  she whispers honestly,     blinking quickly as her vision blurs,    her shoulders dip slightly,  the grace she carries every day faltering at the edges.    ]    i keep wondering what i did.    [    she admits.     ]      or,    what made him change his mind..        /or/     who.    

cel        ..?          why the long face?

what?    oh!  the party.   [a laugh left him, he then shook his head lightly.]    i know,  just needed some fresh air.    what about you?    

@wantedsolis        um okay?     thanks.      [     she looked at him sideways,      brows raised.       ]        do you need something?         the party is over there.       

you look pretty 

hm          ..?             [the sleep wears off for a split second of reckoning. romy, rattled from the comforting hold of slumber’s merciful hand, hands over some more of the purified butter  — all natural —  of course.]            —oh.   i have a crush on someone.  i think.  someone you know.

@beauzzz it's smells good doesn't it?   [ a bright smile, she gracefully took the flour from her.       ] stay awake for me.. please.   you're gonna love this pie.    [ a small pout, turning to her friend.    shaped brows knitted almost thoughtfully.     ] where are you with your head, romy?     because it's definitely not here.

i’m usually asleep by the time we get to mixing..         look at how far we’ve come,    cel..       

[  she doesn’t acknowledge the thanks,  nor does she return the smile.  ]  ah,  right.  daughter of snow white.  wish i could say the same.  [  everly paused for a moment.  ]  if you know me why would you want to sit with me  ?

@mirrorshards     [     a nod,    she sat down next to her and puts her bag beside her.    a small, sweet smile played on her features.     ]      thank you. i know who you are.    i’m celeste,   it’s good to finally meet you.    

[  the girl stares at her for a moment,  almost as if she’s willing her to turn away.  but when she doesn’t,  everly sighs and nods her head to the seat.  ]  no,  it’s not.  go ahead.  

@ofagrabah       um..   a few minutes?     i promise! 

penelope   blinked   rapidly   ,   the   blood   rushing   to   her   cheeks   as   the   weight   of   the   silence   finally   hit   her   .   she   shifted   her   feet   uneasily   on   the   stone   ,   her   fingers   fumbling   briefly   with   her   sleeves   as   she   realized   she’d   been   caught   completely   off   -   guard   .   she   offered   a   wry   ,   guilty   grimace   ,   her   eyes   finally   focusing   on   celeste   with   an   apologetic   intensity   .   ❛   god   ,   i’m   sorry   el   ..   ❜   she   exhaled   ,   the   words   tumbling   out   a   bit   clumsy   as   she   tucked   a   stray   hair   behind   her   ear   .   ❛   i   was   staring   right   at   you   ..   i   swear   but   my   brain   just   took   a   walk   somewhere   else   .   i   promise   i’m   listening   now   —   could   you   repeat   that   last   bit   ?

@twoshoe       penelope,      have you even been listening?     

@thieflamp        [    she nodded,     fiddling with her necklace as she watched him.     ]    alright.  you didn’t inform me..     though.      [     she took a few steps forwards,      brows knitted still in slight concern at those last words.      ]      no trouble,   right?      

you don’t have to.   [he remarks,  a simple, faint tone laced his voice.   a deep exhale, as he turned around to face her.]    i have to do some things back home.    

@thieflamp       oh..  good.      i already got worried.  [     those words left her lips,  and her brows knitted,      polished red nails closed the door behind her and she stepped into the room, almost tentative.      a confused expression latched onto her face,    as she watched him.      ]      what are you doing?     

@beastsrage       well..  you look hungry,    and i baked some apple pies.  i’m sharing them around.  

no.              [she pauses then, momentarily and inadvertently consumed in a sudden onset of conclusive thought. just to then,]           sounds hard..      no thanks.           [a small smile graces the ends of her lips, its longevity smothered out by a yawn.]           yeah,    i would.    i keep getting mine tangled from my naps..     maybe a movie afterwards.    i missed our movies together. 

@beauzzz        that’s just..     what i’ve been told.  have you never felt like that..?    infatuated.  [     she turned her head to the side,   to look at her.    a small,  sweet smile on her face.   ]      i don’t know if it’s true,     though.       [   a drawn out silence.   ]    you wanna have a sleepover when i’m back?       we can do each other’s hair,   and such.        it will be fun.  

doesn’t always end well** omg