REVAMPING

                      no? worry strikes but she doesn’t want to jump to conclusions before he’s even finished talking. when she sees the color in his cheeks deepen, she has an idea of what he wants to say but she’s still wide-eyed at his confession. “you do?” it shouldn’t be surprising, given the nature of their relationship, but it would’ve been far more dangerous if she assumed that he felt the same things she did. that might’ve just lead her to heartbreak if the feelings weren’t mutual. minah reaches for his hands again, pulling them down so she can look at him well. “don’t– oh, to hell with it.” she doesn’t think, not even for another moment, before she leans over the table and plants a soft kiss against his lips. it’s not new to them but it feels so different now that she knows how he feels about her. when she leans back, the girl clears her throat, barely sheepish when she grins at him. “sorry, got a little excited.”

                     ella doesn’t even really notice the people he’s with – his friends, most likely – having been too busy staring only at him. it’s cliché but everything else was a blur like the world went away. no matter how aware she was of the fact that this place is packed, something about this stranger makes her feel like it was just the two of them there. and thank god he doesn’t ignore her, a sweet grin immediately spreading across her face when she sees the handsome smile he wears so well. “that’s fine. it’s not like anyone here is doing the foxtrot so we can just, y’know, sway.” not that she was really a dancer anyway. despite that, though, she continues to dally, hands clasped behind her back in a somewhat coy fashion. there’s a tiny smirk on her lips, amused by his question. this is classic flirting, and she’s eating up every second of it. “not as regularly as my parents probably want.” she keeps it vague because associating herself with them can be an extremely stupid move in situations like this, and she really doesn’t want to screw this up. “though i guess i should’ve come to more of these if that meant meeting you sooner.” right then, another guest grazes her shoulder and she realizes they’d been standing in the middle of the dance floor without. swiftly, ella takes his hand, a sparkle in her eye. “we should probably find someplace else to talk… unless you still wanna dance with me for a bit.”

          finn smoothly walks next to her, his eyes barely leaving her face unless it was to see who he needed to move out the way for while the two walked together. if he was honest, he almost didn’t come to the party tonight, he wanted to stay home & relax for once, but his parents guilted – convinced him by saying there would be new people to meet; he knew that was their code for ‘ make new connections for success. ‘ now he was glad he made it or else he wouldn’t have met this beautiful stranger; the fates were surely on his side tonight.

‘ please. it’s the least i could do for making you wait and watching me completely embarrass myself. ‘ she nods with a warm smile, assuring the patient girl that the drink is rightfully hers. once the barista reappears with the coffee orders in hand, kaia bows her head in thanks and sighs in relief once she has hers in grasp. ‘ yes, first time ! i’m thoroughly amazed and this is certainly one of my favorite places i’ve visited so far. do you live here ? ‘ she felt a bit shy asking, but the other seemed to be somewhat comfortable to be here. unlike her, quite the mess with basically no idea how to communicate properly. with the other, she moved with ease like she belonged which intrigued kaia. 

‘ a pleasure to meet you, spencer. such a lovely name as well ! ‘ her eyes were soft and the smile she sported was warm & welcoming. ‘ i’m kaia. and really, any time. maybe you could show me around to some of your favorite places sometime and i’ll just pay you in endless amounts of coffee in return. ‘ she laughed lightly, quite nervous. it was comforting to have met somebody who can understand her and vice versa and she hoped that this would only be the first time of many running into her. 

          spencer grinned at the woman before her, her hands coming up to tuck a stray hand behind her ear; something she found herself doing when she was nervous… but why is she nervous? is it possibly because she has secondhand embarrassment or the fact that her new friend is the most gorgeous girl she’s ever laid her eyes on? she really can’t tell & she’s honestly okay with that. at the girls question spencer almost laughed;  “noo– i wish! it’s so beautiful here… i should move here, though, been here five times already.” should she be so open with a stranger? probably not, but they’ll also probably never see each other again so spencer doesn’t care about oversharing.

                     “you’re doing it again.” he actually looks at her this time, hoping a longer gaze will get his point across. it almost seems futile, trying to help her out like this but it’s not like he’s doing it for her benefit; he’s just tired of all the pretenses. not just hers but everyone else’s in this room, too. everyone felt fake, himself included, if he was being honest. with arms crossed, hand still firmly grasping his glass, yohan raises a brow at her, not particularly trying to be intimidating but knowing how much judgement is etched across his features. “do they teach people to be this… artificial in rich people school?”