Soft & Sweet

“You can I could have a gal pal date, if you’d like. Have that platonic romance going so I can prove it exists and you don’t have to feel so jaded.” She proposed before giving the woman a swarm hug she practically specialized in. Offering a sense of comfort for Cami’s bumpier childhood. “You might’ve hated it, but that leas you to the family who loved and adored you. It all turns out how it’s supposed to be. Just look at your life, now~.”

“No... I can’t say I did hear about that...” The slight crinkle of her features wasn’t from judgment, but more so trying to put herself into such a scenario which felt off to her. “You’re probably right, but until then, it’s all up in the air.”

“It’s the vibe you give off, I promise.” Her smile softened as a nod had her pushing back long locks off her face. “Boyfriends-- Really, relationships in general can be a lot. Worth it, though for the rght person. Don’t you think?” As unlucky and dry as her love life had been these past years, the woman always harbored some romantic hope. “True and when you pair them together? There’s a reason they sell so well~. Though, if you ask me, I’m kind of partial to their blueberries. If we’re talking purely Go-gurt related. Regular yogurt, I’m a sucker for the seasonal flavors with various fruits and granola. It’s the perfect breakfast or snack.”

Her instincts had her wanting to hide under her shy state. Hana a stripper?! It sounded mortifying. “Oh, no, no, no, no~-- No, I-- I’m not saying that’s bad to be a dancer like that, but--” Her head shook and face warmed further in a deep flush. “I can carry a tune but my body can’t. When I dance I look like a fish on dry land. It’s best I stick to teaching, I promise.” An awkward melodic twinkling giggle came past her lips. “I don’t think I did? I told them if they were still interested after high school to come find me.”

Hana currently had a toddler of her own on her lap. The little boy getting his face wiped off of the messy snack he’d had, when a man joined them. Her eyes moved to where his gaze was stuck and she smiled warmly while shifting the boy in place. Currently finishing preparing him to go play now. “When they walk, you can do o much more with them, though. I suggest a fun ‘race’ or trying a chalk obstacle course together.” She then turned her head to look at the man’s profile more closely. Her smile remained even if her brows rose in a curious manner. “You don’t look very old... Most parents seem to base their age more on their kids, I think. They could be twenty-five with a three year old and see themselves as ancient. It’s because they sprout up so fast. That’s just my theory, anyways.” She offered a small breath of a laugh and shrug of her shoulder.

Hana thought for a brief moment until she had it. Her hand shooed away that problem of any lack of real singing talent from the redhead. “That’s what the soundtrack is for, right? I don’t think they’d mind. Or, you could even say the sea witch stole your singing voice! They’d love to hear such stories.”

“A lilac and lavender mix is always my go to. It smells to fresh without being overwhelming. It’s perfect if you want your place to smell both clean and relaxing.”

“Does, ‘Earth’ count as an answer? Oh, geeze... Uhm... As an entirety, I’d love to go all over Europe. I recently saw this sort of documentary guide on a lot of the different places so it’s currently a dream place to just bop all around over.”

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“I don’t know, there’s some pretty cute proposal stories out there.” Hana mildly contradicted as she shifted in her seat. Making sure she was comfortable before getting into the little tale. “Well, I decided to sing a few songs for the kids for our wind down time and sleepy Jake comes over asking for a hug. I let him in my lap and continued and when I stopped he yawned and said ‘Miss Bae, will you marry me? Mommy says you should marry the person that makes your heart feel like it’s warm in a sweater. Your singing made my hear go in a sweater, so...’ Then he yawned again.” Her cheeks were blushing again from the sweet sincerity of it all. “I about died.” Teeth bit over her lip to keep her smile subdued a bit before it fadedminorly with the news of Cami’s recent work. “Aw, don’t beat yourself up... What’s important is, now you know they weren’t the right fit and you keep trying and helping that kid, yes?”

“It was a, ‘If you still feel that way in fifteen or twenty years, come find me.’“ She shook her head in an amused smile. “By then, I highly doubt they’ll remember or even go through the effort.”

“But, you have this whole fairy/mermaid ethereal type of look going on. Like you could charm anyone into it. Maybe you just wanted to keep your suitors at bay unknowingly?” She chuckled and tucked some hair behind her ear. “I’m not sure... Go-gurts was just thrown in there so I assume any kind I want. Variety is always nice, so I take that as a plus. How about your preference? Strawberry?” She guessed without much to really go off of her lighthearted assumption.

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“Marriage.” The woman giggled out further. “They promised they’ll become the biggest ballerina astronaut and take care of me with elephants and pools.” Thinking over the adorably random moment made her giddy all over again from the sheer cute factor.

“Oh, no doubt it has it’s challenges. My first year of student teaching-- Actually, my first day,” she recalled more clearly. “I had a kid throw up on me and another screamed after naptime. As sweet as they are, they can have their moments of outburst. Though, I think they’re easier to handle than high school age or something. Something about teenagers are so intimidating.” The woman admitted in a breathy laugh.

Hana couldn’t help the laughter that came along with a deep flush of red under any such assumptions, even if they were unspoken. “I’m a kindergarten teacher, I swear!” Her hand came up to wave away any other dirty things lingering. “It was a student of mine just being sweetly innocent. Nothing bad or... Like that.”