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✴︎ — “ I do not understand why Americans hear my accent and then want to hear me speak ‘ Indian ’ ? It is not a language ? ” Mallika mused, fingers clasped around the stem of her glass. She’d been settled at the bar in The Balcony for not even two seconds before someone had heard her accent and asked her to say something sexy. “ It would be like, if I heard you are from California and ask you to speak Californian. ”

“People don’t even wait to hear my accent, they just think I can speak Korean, Mandarin, or Japanese. Because to them -- that’s all the same!” Dalton understood that problem all too much, but all he knew was English. Born and raised in the United States to parents who hardly even knew Korean. “But, I actually am from California. We got some slang, so if you asked me to speak Californian, I probably could,” he laughed.

“hey, hey ! “ sullivan’s outside of his restaurant, freshly planted flowers now lined along the front entrance. he had been in a great mood now that sage was back in his life, and he wanted to add a little color to the grape vine. however, since spending years away from paris, he feels like he lost his touch. hence why he’s recruiting someone to give him a second opinion. “does this look okay ? it’s been a while since i’ve gardened or really added color to anything. you can be honest.”

she had her lips pressed together as she waited to see his reaction, though she knew that it couldn’t have been too disastrous. she nodded her head at his question, smiling as she saw his own spread across his features. “no, i’m not just fucking with you,” she laughed, shaking her head at him. the question of now what? was in her head, not really knowing where to go from there. 

“yeah, i’m not actally picking a filter. i’m just trying to look busy so you’ll understand that i don’t want to talk to you. the fact that you actually know one of the names should humiliate you.” tea selected the filter dalton had sarcastically selected and shook her head in disapproval. she let out a huffy sigh in relief when he departed, though, and she continued scrolling through her pictures. another little sigh passed her lips when he reappeared at her side. “oh, so desperately. you know, i’ve been here a week or two already and i held out so much hope that you’d just moved so i wouldn’t have to put up with you while i’m here this time. were you just in hiding to pop out and surprise me like this?”

her breath caught, tegan swearing she felt her heart skip a beat. it was different hearing the words when he was sober, it seemed more real. “wait, dalton,” she started, butterflies in her stomach. she didn’t really know what to say to him, but she had a feeling that just saying exactly what she felt would be her best bet. “i..i feel the same way,” she sounded more hesitant, but it was really just her nerves coming to the surface. she looked over at him, hoping that her statement would make him stay. 

PRESLEY: oh shit dude i didn't even consider that

PRESLEY: like harry potter or like fantasy wizard

DALTON: yup, that's me! the dude that thinks outside the box

PRESLEY: so i was thinking like

PRESLEY: if u were a supernatural thing what would u you be

PRESLEY: before you ask yes im A LIL drunk

DALTON:i'd just want magic powers

DALTON: me as a wizard would be dopeeee