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lovewave ✿ arletta Jan 1, 2017 11:50:18 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2017 11:50:18 GMT -5

S Y L V A N A

I can't stop shaking my leg, oh lord -- I haven't been on a date in years. In forever, HA oh my god that's embarrassing, I shouldn't tell her that. Both my hands between my thighs, shaking my whole body god why is it so cold, what ever happened to global warming.

It just feels, whack? Being at a different cafe than mine, the scent's different but it's still comfortable, I don't order my coffee yet; I don't know how to do this. She isn't late, it's fine, I tell myself but oh lord it's not fine, what if I got stood up omg. That's embarrassing, I would probably just say we had the date anyways, because I came! I looked good!

"You've got the hots for Arletta?"

A laugh, a sigh, one calm day, a few girls in the corner laughing over frappes, and I rest my head on my hands -- closing my eyes for a second. Sometimes I forget how much I love working here, the smell of coffee in my bones I-

"Hello?"

"Oh my god I'm so so- oh," a regular, red hair, a gentle face.

She ordered the regular of her's, I didn't charge any -- I'm hypnotized, but it's all mine anyways. Making money is just a suggestion anyways, haha- I'm gonna go bankrupt one of these days.

Arletta isn't late, I'm just early and paranoid and god what am I doing, aren't I too old for dating.

Maybe I should just leave early.

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lovewave ✿ arletta Jan 1, 2017 19:49:13 GMT -5

Post by Python on Jan 1, 2017 19:49:13 GMT -5

A R L E T T A

It was a simplistic morning. She watered her plants, cooked some eggs, and skimmed a spell book. There was something gnawing at her though; it followed her outside and into the sun, burning the edges of her focus. She plucked clothes from the line and folded them neatly. The house was abnormally quiet, and she zoned out.

Oh, you have a date today.

No wonder she had been idly feeling the fabric of a red polka-dot dress. She had a date with the coffee girl. When faced with that unexpected question, she had panicked and said yes. Arletta had never thought of dating before. It always reminded her of her parents, how their failures resulted in a child they ignored. But now I’m here. Things were different. She could be different.

And Sylvana was pretty.

She slipped on the dress, twirling in the mirror. Dating was something she could try out. If it didn’t work out, she would continue to focus on her pursuits to become the next teacher. If it did work out, then –

Well, she didn’t know.

Short heels clacked against the sidewalk. She opened the door to the café, hearing the bells jingle. It reminded her of Ratmas. The smell of coffee wafted through his nostrils, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Sylvana would continue to offer her free drinks if their date ended in disaster. She was too spoiled to give it up.

”Hello~”

She offered her date a gentle smile.

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lovewave ✿ arletta Jan 1, 2017 22:58:59 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2017 22:58:59 GMT -5

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I feel really bad; I bought a drink before she got here. Like it was a grande mint thing, pretty much just water but I got nervous! And I have a coffee addiction. That's besides the point though, shaking my leg and sipping weak coffee -- yeah I should get this again. It's like, really bad, but I kinda like it? I don't know how to describe it but that's pretty much me right now; maybe she just wanted free coffee.

Oh god she only wanted free coffee didn't she, oh god I played myself and lost money; that's like, the common capitalist nightmare. At some point I finished the first glass; this is what happens when you show up fifteen minutes early, you feed into a coffee addiction, lose money, and die. I haven't died yet but it'll probably happen, god.

Lip stick stained the cup, oh god what if my make up is messed up -- wait, does she even care? Does she care about make up any?? I don't know anything about-- she's here. Oh ym god. Only a minute late, or does it count as sixteen since I was here early? But it was also a shorter walk, and she probably just had farther to walk since it's like, this rich academy or-

"Hello," fuck.

I bite my tongue at first, pretending I've just been sitting here for a second, empty coffee cup in my hand oh god-- oh god she can tell I've been here for a while. Lies, lies, lies what can I- oh wait she said "hey!" Too cherry, knock it down girl, "Arletta," a nice smile, good good, I try to play cool, try to knock it down any way I can to stop this beating heart.

"You look really nice," what do I even know about her.

She's pretty.

Eh, that's good enough.

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lovewave ✿ arletta Jan 25, 2017 0:54:35 GMT -5

Post by Python on Jan 25, 2017 0:54:35 GMT -5

A R L E T T A

You look really nice.

She was kind, and Arletta felt guilty for almost forgetting their date in the first place. It wasn’t such a bad idea – simply a new experience, one where she wasn’t quite sure what to expect. At the academy, dating was never anybody’s priority. She had her nose driven into books, eyes scanning spells she would never cast, fortunes she would never see. She wondered if fortunes would’ve predicted a romantic life for her, or whatever this was.

Regardless, she was glad she looked nice.

Return the compliment.

Oh.

”Thank you,” she said, taking a seat across from Sylvana and her empty cup of coffee. The smell of it alone triggered a craving in her stomach. A date at a coffee place was the perfect idea. Even if they had nothing in common, there would be no regrets.

”You look pretty too.” She smiled. It wasn’t a lie, and lies were always lingering at the tip of her silver tongue. Manipulation was her forte but she didn’t think it necessary on a date. Honesty – what an oddity. It’s been awhile. It wasn’t quite out of her comfort zone, but somehow it made her nervous.

Don’t think about it.

She cleared her throat. ”I should probably order something.”

A flavor of caffeine would calm her nerves.