la vie en rose.

“Impressionism, Claude Monet is my man,”

There was a tinge of something so familiar to this. It easily reminded her of when they were younger. Back then, Sam was so sure she could fall in love with the blonde. Maybe a part of her had even begun the process, as much as her already stolen heart could allow. Eliana was without beautiful. Her eyes were the color of both the sea and sky, that was invisible at this time of day. Or night rather. That smile of hers was the kind that men went to war over. Any seventeen year old would be foolish to not be crazy about her. The same could be said for now, but Sam hadn’t always been the most wise. 

 The way their foreheads pressed together stirred a panic in her. The act itself was so intimate, nearly bringing her to her knees. There was a sweetness to it that was absent in any recent encounter. It scared her but not to the point that she stopped. Her lips pressed firmly against their soft counterparts. Shutting down her thoughts, she eagerly opened her mouth. The taste of alcohol lingered. It served as a nice reminder of just how little this meant to them in the long run. Despite the past they shared, it was just that– a past. But in the present, god, Sam wanted her. That was one thing that hadn’t changed, nor would it. Lacking any real talent, something she could blame on the alcohol, she tugged at the bottom of Eli’s shirt. 

Aayla looked at her and smirked. “Oh come on remember how we use to dance in my apartment to the music?” She asked and giggled. “I know you can dance better than this baby.” She said and spun around to actually face her.

“that was that one or two times and i was high,” she managed out a small squeal as she felt herself being swayed to the music. well, fuck, she’s still high from alcohol. The word ‘baby’ sent shivers down the blonde, she hasn’t been called that in a long time, Aayla had shot an arrow right into her and it opened very raw places in her heart. She rested her hands around Aayla’s waist as they swayed to the slightly slower tempo. “now this song, isn’t that bad.”

“Wait, then what am I?” She questions with furrowed eyebrows, making a face at the other’s joking tone. “Yes, because you totally have an American accent.” She teases and playfully rolls her eyes. “Thank you, I had a ton of practice when I was younger!” The young mother explains, fiddling with the straw on her drink. “It’s probably their motto, can’t live without drama, so we musn’t be happy until there is.”

“you’re Tyler,” she rolled her eyes playfully at her cousin, “oh fuck, that was a mom joke im sorry,” she chuckled, “only you are certified to crack those jokes,” Eli loves talking to Tyler, the duo got together so well ever since they shared a place back in New York during Eli’s university years. She did not regret reaching out to her. “I can fake it if I want to,” Eli challenged, grinning from ear to ear. “Yucks, I dont need that drama thank you very much.”

         " i’m not all that BOTHERED by the studying. “ sure she more often than not took on more than she could possibly chew but that was a completely different discussion one that she wasn’t keen on having at a party. “ drink coffee. “ she replied with a quirk of her brow, entirely aware that it wasn’t the answer she was looking for. a light chuckle slipped from hayden’s lips before she shook her head. “ i mean what else is there to do at a COFFEE shop right? “ she was well aware that meeting people was a big plus with these places but her social circle was all set at least she thought so. “ although i once had a battle to the death with a spider, right outside these walls. he WON… i gave it my table. “ she joked once again before chuckling lightly. 

Eliana rolled her eyes playfully at Hayden when she heard the younger girl’s response. A small smirk played on her lips, “interesting,” was all she could’ve managed out while she brought the cup towards her lips once again and went into for another sip of her beverage.  “You haven’t seen spiders,” she laughed, “back in Australia those things were huge, they always scared the shit out of me.”

an eyebrow arches quizzically when eliana sits beside her, though an airy laugh falls from her lips, with a small smile tugging on her features. “alright – i mean i wasn’t planning on getting up just yet anyway.” fairly comfortable in the spot she was in, and not ready to get back to commingling with the rest of the crowd at the moment. “nope, looks fine to me. what have you been up to, to think it might be a mess hmm?” teasing tone takes over her voice with a hint of a smirk. “like – here or in GENERAL? cause here i’ve been enjoying the party and drinks. in general, just work, work, work mostly.” 

the blonde returned the same look when she read Jas’ face, a small smile crept onto her features shortly after, “I can use a familiar company,” she spoke, a chuckle falling out of her lips. Eliana leaned back against the chair and took a quick nibble on her fruit tart. She quickly used her blank phone screen as a mirror to check her face out, “yeah, not whatever you are thinking of,” she laughed, “i’m losing my game,” she chipped in. “In general, sounds so boring. We should maybe hand out to make it less.”

Savannah’s cheeks flushed pink immediately, clearly not expecting the compliment, “Thank you, although I assume you learned to recognize gorgeous by looking in the mirror. The dancer part yes, ballet, mostly. The model part not so much.” The girl would have a quick glance around, “Nothing to apologize for, what kind of art do you do?” Arts of all facets were definitely something that Sav supported without a doubt. “I’ve never been there, I hear that Australia is beautiful though, maybe someday I’ll make it there.” She laughed lightly. “So Australia to Chicago, pretty big move isn’t it? Are you glad you did it?”

She furrowed her brows in slight amusement when she saw the other blush, mentally taking note how shy Sav was. Eli wasn’t one who would tease her about it though, she let it pass. “Oh, flattered,” she smiled slightly, “smooth too.” Eli took a sip from her coffee cup, “mostly contemporary art, crazy crazy art forms, but I love a little claude monet sometimes too,” she rambled off her tongue, “Of course, if you’re making a trip, do let me know and i’ll show ya around.” The blonde pursed her lips, “no regrets, none at all.”

marnie gladly accepted the hug, wrapping her own arms around the other. “ i missed you too ! yes, that’s right ! that was such a great trip. ” she grinned, thinking back to it fondly. “ i’m doing good ! i’ve been working on the launch of my business, which is super fun ! ” she beamed, probably a little too excited. “ how are you, babe ? ”

her baby blues brighten upon recounting the memory, “whatcha say, a get away soon?” she asked, nudging her softly, “Oh?” she spoke in a questioning tone, “what’s your business about?”