▹　❛ lounge

saunters in and plops down with a yawn

i'll have you know that my man is the cutest, hottest, iest, most handsome man i ever did see.
she murmurs with a squish to his cheeks, brow elevated as if to question if he understood before leaning in to press a kiss to his lower lip.
nothing much, i got my new laptop today though. how about you, did you work?

ugl---- i know you did not just----
slowly blinks, tip of her nose scrunching just the slightest.
mm, i /better/.

tilts her head down with a widening smile, immediately occupying the vacant spot.
why hello, you look like the love of my life.

puckers her lips whilst whistling a tune, arms stretched above her head as she saunters in

tilts my head to the side to crack my neck

@❛ alex t。 "Nah, it just remains for me to see if you've got the personality of a lady killer. You've got the look down. But can you walk the walk?" Diana asked with a raised brow and a smirk as she kept strumming The Beatles 'Come Together'. "Sure! I'd love to show you around. Would you like to go around town first or up to my apartment?" She asked as she did the final chords of the song.

@❛ diana s。 " Love, I think your eyes have seen enough if they needed to comment that i'm good looking. ", he teases through a mirror of a smirk. However, he is taken aback, brows now raised, for Diana was no run of the mill bassist... She participated in gigs...with bands! " Really now? ", he questions with piqued interest dragging through his deep english voice. This didn't just intrigue him, but suddenly a feeling of pure nostalgia washes over from the early days where he, too, found himself alongside his mates having done local performances. It's just a matter of time before this pretty bird makes it big... and he genuinely hopes she doesn't commit the same mistakes he did in the process. In the meanwhile he saw no point in refusing her kindhearted offer to giving him a tour. As a bonus she wants to show him her record collection; a vice versa version of the idea he thought of minutes prior and as his foot switches to following the new rhythm known only as The Beatles' ' Come Together ', his lips spread into an appreciative smile. " I'll take you up on that, Diana. How does showing me 'round right now sound? "

Once again does the female traipse into the lounge, this time clad in a set of bright blue scrubs, while her hair is secured into double-dutch braids. Upon taking a seat does she release a yawn, enervated from today's shift.

@❛ alex t。 "Haha lady killer? Hm that remains to be seen in my eyes." Diana teased as she smirked before pausing the song and taking a quick drag of her cigarette and putting it back into it's holder. She then continued to strum again, this time with a bit more intensity. "Maybe we could go out later? See the sights. I've been all up and down Lavande actually. I play in quite a few bands around the area, I can show you around and maybe you can come up to my apartment and check out my record collection." Diana offered as she finished strumming the song and immediately went into strumming Come Together by The Beatles.

i'll try.
bites into my lower lip with a nod, fluttering my eyes.
you could say that.

*forms a kind smile, taking the cup back and resting it upon her lap*
You're welcome. Well don't push yourself too hard.
Have you been stressing out?

just haven't been sleeping well

takes the cup and sips from it, breathing out a low hum in satisfaction before extending it back out.
ah, thank you. it's alright, i'll get my own..... eventually

*lifts a dark brow, leaning over to hold her cup out to the other female*
You're welcome to some of mine, if you'd like. Or I could go get you one? It might wake you up.

mm, hey. she murmurs, rolling her head and peaking an eye open. ugh, i could use one of those. motions towards the coffee, stifling a yawn.

*strolls in with a large cup of iced coffee and a book, falling back into one of the many chairs in the lounge*
Hey Ariana.

saunters in with a stretch and yawns, collapsing upon the nearest couch

He lifts his shoulders in a simple shrug. " It's what they say. I wouldn't know for certain. " But that was a partial lie for he already knew first hand how strange fate can be. If what was foreshadowed all those years ago didn't suddenly become his reality then he wouldn't be where he is now. he didn't want to think back on it too much, no matter how clear those sickly words still were as they replayed themselves in his memory. ironically he must have gotten lost in the remembrance for he nearly tuned out the following question he was asked. " Huh? ", he managed to voice out, almost in a confused manner once he tore his eyes away from the floor. " Uh..it's nice...yeah, it's nice...so far. ", he stuttered, quickly nodding.

[ Oop. Well, i'm not hearing any complaints since after all you did say you enjoy writing with me. On a serious note, however, I do my best to not mirror. < 3 ]

[] yeth

[ QUESTION; HAVE I BEEN MIRRORING AT ALL SINCE YOU'VE BEEN WRITING WITH ME? ]

[] NO WHY IS THAT LONGER PLS DONT MIRROR

“Does it, now?” She retorts with an arched brow and a forty-five degree tilt of her head, lips outstretched in jest. Placing her keys down on the arm rest beside her, she busies herself with lightly tugging at her curls, attention towards the male unwavering. She finds herself strangely fascinated with her accent, and almost reprimands herself for nearly focusing on just that, rather than the actual words he elicits. “Ah,” she begins with a small nod, a yawn emitting behind pursed tiers. “How are you liking it so far?”

[ HE ALSO SPEAKS THE TRUTH ]

[] BAEK IS RIGHT ITS GETTING LONGERRR

he can't help to snort at the divine bird's choice of words to describe the trio's unsuspecting encounter. " They say fate works in mysterious ways. " he peers back over at her, and when he gets asked the typical question as to when he first moved all the way from his home country to the little town of Lavande, he supplies her with the same answer he had gave to a couple other residents. " I moved 'ere recently. Earlier this month, actually. "

“Like fate brought us three together,” she snorts with a roll of eyes at the irony, for she was not one to believe in such. Her gaze glosses over the stranger’s figure, particularly the features of what she quickly labeled as a good-looking visage. “When did you move here?” She asks, in hope to make small talk until she tires for the night.

[ I SPIT NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH ]

SIR []