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it was only now that she was sitting next to him, did she notice that glint in his eyes. it had been there most of night, but she was just starting to understand it. her cheeks ignited with a heat that could be felt if only he would touch her. ️️&&.

gooood morning new york!

catching her breath, a hand glued to her sternum. “ gosh— well, i am! “

from first position dahlia began her routine, movements careful and calculated, but graceful. with him there, she found herself distracted. every movement was another thing for her eyes to catch, ️️&&.

# horror muse is so high…

“ don’t worry, a little sunshine and i’m sure they’ll perk up… “ wishful thinking, really. she bends at the middle, flipping through records that sat on a small shelf below her player. ️️&&.

“ yeah! a real cute one that resembles an oversized flower, mozart is gonna love it. “ dahlia looks back towards her ‘mess’, taking in a deep breath. it was only a quarter of the way done, but you could imagine it just by looking at the pile. ️️&&.

“ nice, we used to come here for christmas time when i was younger. it was the best. “ her hands folded together, curls falling over her shoulder as she looked around the apartment. teeth momentarily catch her bottom lip, gears in her head turning. ️️&&.

️️ ️️ ️️ ( not mine ! ) ❀ ️️

her hand quickly retracts, presuming she made him uncomfortable by the sudden touch. she wanted desperately to make him comfortable, especially since he was now to be her guest. jiggling the door handle a bit as she twisted the key, ️️&&.

# New York themed gc??? 👀

“ of course, i wasn’t trying to diss you or anything… just know it can be difficult, even ballet doesn’t have that much discipline. “ she felt stupid comparing such things, immediately regretting it as it passed her lips. ️️&&.

# want to make a groupchat…

# my warframe addiction is crippling

“ oh. “ a solemn tone, brows furrowing ever so slightly. “ that is sad. “ there was another question on her mind pertaining to his wording of the subject, though she hesitated to voice it, not wanting to ruin what they had going. ️️&&.

“ we can figure that out as we go along. “ dahlia listened carefully as she made her way over to the counter, claiming their sandwiches within a brown paper bag. once done, her attention turned back to him, a sort of frown on her face. &&.

eyes magnetized back to his, furrowed brow softening. she could see a bit of herself in the way he spoke, craving that which could not be forced. “ i’ve been feeling a little bit of that myself, lately. maybe we can help each other out? “ ️️&&.

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cuddling with mozart.

“ you— but, why? you don’t even know me. “ usually she had to beg to get company over, and now it was just offering itself. despite how kind he seemed, there was a part of her that found it strange. ️️&&.

he had a strange aura about him, something dark yet intriguing. it made dahlia want to know all that much more about him. she leaned forward a bit, hands that gripped at the glass in front of her slipping from condensation. ️️&&.

a small nod, leaning back in her seat to relax a bit. she tapped gently on the table, mind struggling to come up with another subject to talk about. then, a look of surprise, rhythmic hand motion coming to a stop. ️️&&.

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smile fading slightly, feeling the notion was not quite reciprocated by the individual. still, she fought to keep it on, eyes searching his. “ oh, do i? i’m more curious, than anything… “ words hesitant, unsure how to move about the conversation yet.

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“ sorry, i’m being pushy. it’s just— it’s nice to get it out sometimes, even if you don’t initially want to. “ head lowering a bit, eyes still focused on him. she didn’t know what to make of him, someone who was especially hard to read. ️️&&.

so much biting.

dolly’s head tilted, pondering on the name for a moment. it definitely rung a bell, she probably had some old newspaper clippings about that very performance. “ i’ve never seen it, but it is certainly on my list! “ ️️&&.

# i crave angstttt

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dahlia was used to this sort of treatment, especially from her father. over time, she’d gone from accepting defeat, to pushing for answers. of course, this was a stranger… it wasn’t so polite to pry. “ think i can’t handle it? “ ️️&&.

❝ 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 . . .❞

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eyes staring into his for a moment, before leaning back in connect their lips. arms fall from his shoulders, a hand snaking up under his shirt. finding that scar on his side, fingertips gently running over it. ️️&&.

her expression softened a bit, a small nod in understanding as she leaned forward to make their order. two cubans, pressed. it was hard to go wrong with such a choice, at least she hoped. ️️&&.

her lips met with his, eyes fluttering to a close. leaning into him, arms around his neck tightening slightly. a slight pull back, still close enough for him to feel her breath. “ good thing i’m the sweetest. “

# bless her she’s such a ditz sometimes

“ …so, not actual clothes? “

“ you’re speaking gibberish, girly… “

she was a bundle of sunshine, or perhaps just shining brighter because of her welcoming tone. dahlia’s smile widened, releasing the flyer into zelda’s hands. a small nod, though it was not seen as she was busy reading. ️️&&.

“ …what? did you hit your head? “ a hand moving to press against the blonde’s forehead, gently moving hair from her face.