𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈.

     ( victoria pedretti. cis female. she/her. sky full of song & florence + the machine. ) i heard REBECCA “BECCA” BARTLEY singing the other night, though it didn’t sound like english. it’s so admirable that someone who’s only TWENTY-SIX can sing latin so fluently! i hear they hang out with the NOCTIS coven, but they’re also a SEAMSTRESS at ANDROMEDA’S ALTERATIONS. when dusk falls, you can usually find them heading home to BROOKLYN by BICYCLE. ( bonnie. 21. she/her. est. )

A SEAMSTRESS MAKES SENSE, seeing as rosamie worked in fashion. not like he knows much about the fashion industry to begin with. roger nods, offering her a smile.   “ i’ll keep that in mind, ”   he lets out a laugh. he can’t remember the last time he got any of his clothes altered , mostly because he doesn’t own nice things. roger excuses himself and puts in her order, returning ten minutes later with the food.   “ here you are. anything else i can get you ? ”

open // closed for @duskstart​

location: outside some bar/lounge

     Cian couldn’t figure out which was worse in his mind. A permanent label of destruction on his father’s business or the fact that the family name was tarnished. Of course, everyone knew this business was the true pride and joy in the O’Riley household. It was Killarney’s way to escape the disappointment he held in regards to his family. But to Cian it was just a cruel reminder of how much his father didn’t care for him and what a sick joke to be now in charge of the business. He’d let the place rot if it wasn’t for the regulars who Cian had grown used to having around. 

     Instead of figuring out what to do next as he should be doing, the idea of drinking away into a decently sized stupor sounded much more entertaining. He was bitter, angry, and looking for a way to not be reminded of anything. His steps were out of line as he walked back to his truck, keys jingling his hand before they fell to the ground. Before he could pick them up, someone else already did. “Hey! What the fuck you doing?”

PEOPLE LOVE PHYSICAL ATTENTION, especially when they’re vulnerable, so Sabina makes sure she provides Becca with that as it helps her with opening up. Besides the obvious that it builds up their relationship, further getting it where she wants. She can tell she’s thrown her off guard with the way she touched her chin, and naturally she doesn’t stop, no, she lets her thumb gently trace the hand she’s still holding. “I find that hard to believe,” she says with a light scoff. “No one ever told you you’re the cutest person they ever met? How rude.”

SHE GIVES BECCA’S HANDS A GENTLE SQUEEZE, letting her thumbs trace her skin up and down, up and down. When she reveals the cause of her sadness, she can’t say she’s totally surprised. Emotions always make people vulnerable, it’s a primary reason she doesn’t go there. It’s not worth it, and it’s a waste of time. “How idiotic of them,” she says with a small smile. “The problem is clearly with them. It’s their loss, really.” She moves to brush a loose strand of Becca’s hair gently behind her ear, hand going below her chin so she looks straight at her, her other hand still holding Becca’s. “If you ask me, anyone who spends a short amount of time in your presence will automatically want more of it.“

“ WE’LL GET YOU DRUNK AFTER YOU MAKE DINNER, ”   simone smiles, grabbing two glasses to pour them drinks.   “ and i can’t remember the last time i’ve had any kind of potsticker, so i’m not sure i’ll notice the difference. ”   after passing becca a drink, she grabs the bottle of wine to put in the fridge.   “ how was your day ? ”

nicolas nodded, his expression one of fake-seriousness as he looked down at the ground, as if he was contemplating all the options. “that sounds fair,” he said, looking up at her with a smirk on his face. “coffee i can do. you pick the place, i’ll pay.” nic gestured to her with a nod. “ladies choice, always.” 

“ OH ? ”   ROGER’S NOT EXPECTING THAT, for it to be some kind of work related connection. seems like he misjudged her.   “ what do you do for work ? ”

SHE’S NOT USED TO SEEING BECCA IN DISTRESS. Sabina wants to know for purely selfish reasons, and having someone confide in you and helping them through it is a big step to bringing someone closer to you. There’s something cute in the way she’s cradling her face. She moves closer to the brunette, taking both her hands in her own, and holds them. “I’m sure you’re being too harsh on yourself, cutie. What happened?”

RACHEL GRINS, excited at the idea that not only she convinced someone, but she also seems to have made a new friend. Maybe they’re not yet friends, but as far as she’s concerned, they are. Besides, they’ll be going to workout together - that’s something friends do together! “I’m sure that’s not true. We’ll enjoy it. And I won’t let you quit!” she reassures her. “Oh? Where? The shop I take my clothes to close down like last week, I’ve been on the search for a better place.” What impeccable timing! “The most important, if you ask me.”

“ WELL I’LL TAKE THAT. ”   simone snatches the first bottle she can find, amused to find it’s margarita mix. it’s been awhile since she’s had one of those, but she’ll take it.   “ i don’t think i’ve ever had homemade potstickers, but by all means, the kitchen is yours. i hope you know you’re not leaving tonight until you’re totally trashed. ”   because THAT’S the level of drunk simone needs right now.

“ DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT, ”   he smiles back, grateful for a name. the name becca is a familiar one, and it takes him a moment to realize it’s because this was the friend who went with ollie to new year’s eve. recognition flickers in his eyes, trying to assess her now for something else :   if she wasn’t human. she doesn’t smell like a vampire or werewolf, which is both comforting and nerve-wrecking. if she’s not one of those, is she something else entirely ?   or is roger being crazy, and assuming the worst ?   for all he knows, she could be someone who worked in fashion with rosamie.   “ well i hope so, ”   he nods, trying to get himself back to the conversation at hand.   “ ah, you were with ollie on new year’s, right ?   did you know, um… ”   it feels weird to even speak rosamie’s name aloud, especially since he doesn’t know her.

he shrugs his shoulders, leaning back in his place, looking at the surface of the tea with great concentration. “i'm not,” it's said at last, and cup is raised up to his lips again. “but ...it'll get better.” if he told himself enough, eventually it would. just as james lin had said, pulling himself together was the only way to go.

“i just need to know it actually does get easier, i suppose.”

“WE CAN GO TOGETHER? I mean, technically I’m an instructor, so if you sign up with me, we’ll go together?” she offers. It’s a nice opportunity to make a new friend, too! “Or maybe we can work out together outside class times so it fits your schedule.” Rachel’s pretty flexible, and she has no idea if the girl is just humoring her or if she really wants to try yoga out, but she’ll make it easier if it’s the latter. “What do you work?” she wonders. “Oh gosh, hardly anything stresses me out, but having no tea at home? That stresses me out.” She laughs lightly.

“and what can i do to make it better?” he asked, placing a hand on his chest, right over his heart, giving her a fake pout while trying to express sincerity. “med school only casually mentions the different plagues. i, unfortunately, did not deem it interesting enough to go beyond just basic knowledge of it.” 

“ YOU THOUGHT THAT, DID YOU ? ”   simone can’t help but snort. if this was anyone else—anyone that wasn’t family—she’d find their intrusion presumptuous. but with becca she only shakes her head, putting down the bag of groceries on her counter.   “ that depends, ”   she tells her,   “ what did you plan on making ? ”

ROGER OPENS HIS MOUTH TO SPEAK, but the woman is apparently still not done talking, so he closes it and lets her finish her thought. or thoughts. she seems to have a few of them, but he doesn’t mind, a smile flickering onto his lips. maybe it’s naive of him, but he gets a good vibe from her.   “ yeah, that’s me. it’s nice to meet you. though i’m sorry, i don’t think i caught your name ? ”   nodding at the order, he scribbles it down quickly.   “ i’ll get that right in for you. if you don’t like it, it’s on me. ”   the least he could do for one of ollie’s friends.