⊰♕—”I have a feeling that I might mess up on something, so please help me out. I might just end up looking like a clown.” He laughed as well as he finally came out of the dressing room, showing what he had on for her, though his ego never stopped bolting for the heavens. He would try to ask her out, maybe receive a yes from her. Though he wasn’t really sure. Sora turned around to show what he had before a smile formed to his face.

"That's a recently clearanced item, it's missing the green piece that should be hanging from it. It's marked down to five dollars, the usually sixty-six percent off." At the mention of a name, her smile lowered enough to allow her eyes to open once more. 

Shaking the thoughts away, Xion kept her smile, attention moving to the digits currently drumming along the top of the table they sat at, black brow raising. "Oh, wow." She spoke without thinking, her own hand moving forward, slipping under the once strangers and pulling it closer to her own face, examining the amount of detail that had been placed into it. She was hardly a tattoo buff, but she always respected an artists work. 

Saïx Ballaster //26// single/ single An average male taking up the space of a two bedroom apartment,…

So she broke that rule a few times. Didn’t end well. But she was always ready to take a risk again and again. "S’alright. You probably just needed to let it out." A shrug but otherwise impassive. Not exactly the same thing that happened to her and those she called friends. It was much more messy.

"That’s pretty awful. Don’t know why they would do that to you. I mean, I just met you and I can already tell you’re worth more then that." She had shifted to put her elbow on her thigh and rested her chin on her palm. Eyes had closed as she took the situation in while hair fell to cover half her face. Poor thing. Normal people like her shouldn’t have to go through that. In her own case it was understandable, but not to someone who had the capacity to make things meaningful. Then again, life wasn’t fair.

A single eye was opened as she glanced back over to the raven. The blush was enough to bring a soft smile to her lips. "Yeah I’m sure. Not a big deal." The offer brought an amused exhale and once again her eye closed. "Don’t feel obligated Xion. If you really want to pay me back somehow I won’t stop you." There was another pause as she again retreated momentarily into her mind. "But I don’t want you to feel you have to okay?" There was a soft hum now as she considered offering just some semblance of friendship. But that may interfere with… everything. What to do?

And then the woman before her, alias aside, spoke again, that smile returned to it's proper home. "Good, because I know a good pizza parlor." She hesitated, blue eyes blinking. "That is, of course, if you like pizza." She was sure some people didn't enjoy the taste of the dish, but if would be free for her, and at least an option. 

Not that Xion was cheap, but well, money was something to keep in mind when you had a large sum you needed to come up with for something you really,really wanted. 

So shifting in her seat, hands going out before her, the woman smiled wide. "Good! I do work a lot, and I have school but...I'm free next Wednesday oddly enough, if you're up for it." It seemed soon, even to the raven suggesting it, but hell. Better late then never, right?

Right.

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