@athena jensen. Asher thanked the heavens for the air-conditioned and cool interiors of the Hamptons café; summer was unforgiving in the city and he had always hated it. But at that very moment, nursing a glass of ice cold whiskey with his best mate, everything was right in the world. Or so he thought.
Platters of cheese, meats and fruits were set in front of the two lads on the couch, their aura one of untouchable power together. Romeo Lopez sat next to him, eyeing the pretty blonde waitress who was coyly looking back at him from the other side of the room, a cocky grin on his lips. "Dude, that waitress is totally hot," the Mexican boy huffed under his breath so Asher who simply rolled his eyes and made a sound that was a mix of both a scoff and a grunt could hear. Thick digits reached out to grab his glass again for a sip but not before pushing a biting remark out for his friend. "Go ahead, Ro. I bet Skye would love to rip your tongue afterwards for that."
Romeo retorted something that vaguely sounded like an excuse to Asher but the Davenport boy had no time to dwell on his friend's childish antics. His phone rang and in a flash, as if engulfed by superpowers, he was out of his seat, the phone to his ears as he shuffled to a corner, whispering in hushed tones to whoever was at the end of the call. Business was afterall not meant for mundane ears, he had learned that the moment he knew how to form words. Romeo on the other hand was left on the couch, his own phone in hand as he frowned at the text he had just received. But the frown melted into a grin, his usual and charming one as he spotted his girlfriend and her friend by the entrance. Casting a glance at Asher who was still in the corner, he lifted himself up from the couch, straightening the lapels of his casual suit as he walked over to the awaiting young women.
"Ladies,"he greeted, leaning forward to kiss Athena on the cheek once in a friendly greetiing before encircling his arms around Skye's waist, placing a soft yet languid kiss on her lips. "You look ravishing. Brunch has been laid out, shall we?" He asked as he pulled away after pecking his girlfriend's lips once again, gesturing to the feast-ladden table.
@asher davenport. Cerulean greets the horizon in hues of lilac and amber burning the edges of the clouds marring the sky; the lineaments of her visage tinctured with the humble colors of roseate and bronze, Athena kissed with the fervid anticipation upon the prospect of a double date that arose from the mind of her friend, Skye.
"I'm so excited." Skye's voice wisps out in a breathless staccato, her steps a virile of excitement, hands clasping Athena's with a whimsical flair. Athena could only smile in response, an ingress of warmth sluicing through the languor of her limbs in a constellation of shared elation. The zeal gravitating towards her inwardly, umber irises in consummation with the soft glow of lights dusting upon the frame of their bodies like an upholstered golden halo. "Me too," she finally whispers, hand squeezing her friend's.
Entrances of flaxen lights dangle in their eyes upon waiting, the café overshadowed by the mass of people meandering about this side of the city. The threads of fervor felt inside the café through the influx of zeal that has enthralled Skye as if personifying the thrum of the city within herself.
"Now where are they?" A sigh slips past carmine tiers, interstices of her fingers being filled with the cellular phone retrieved from her bag, digits flying through to text them.
