paige.

                     ❝such a wonderful day! today it’s the perfect day to start buying some gifts and everything for christmas as well❞

“ i guess, if you say so. christmas isn’t exactly my thing. granted, i’m jewish so... ”

paige glanced around the coffee shop, RARELY had it ever been this crowded, and even when it was, it was n e v e r so packed that there wasn’t an empty table, or, not until TODAY. so the cellist approached the girl sitting alone, hoping maybe she could sit across from her while she worked on essay for class. the attitude in the female's voice shocked her, however. “ was gonna ask if this seats taken. OBVIOUSLY, you’re not in the mood, ” she pointed out, twisting her ring around her finger. 

“ in california the fireflies didn’t light up, ” paige started, remembering when she first traveled to the east coast, she was lost, in depression, hating herself & the world s u r r o u n d i n g her. everything seemed to be sad. and then the country road lit up during the night ( before she’d moved to new york ). “ the first time i saw it --- it was like something out of a movie scene. ”

he was suppose to be here visiting his grandparents but of course they were BUSY. which just made him wonder around the city. he had heard plenty of stories about new york from his parents & his mother’s best friend peyton. it was a lot bigger than he imaged, growing up. though being from a small town probably would make any city seem quite LARGE. his hands were shoved into his pockets, her light brown irises looked around, taking in the view. it was definitely weird not having davis with him. he was so use to his brother around to talk off his ear about something that happened at school. jude NEVER really had any stories to tell. he normally kept to himself or to his close friends. he was painfully shy & anytime he got in a crowd his social anxiety would knock the breathe out of him. his pupils fell upon a music store, quickly grabbing his interest. he didn’t even hesitate as he walked inside, his fingertips brushed over the old records, completely ignoring the CDs.

paige was sitting on top of the counter when she heard the bell ring, signaling that someone had walked into the small shop. noticing the single person in the store, she approached him, “ records, ” she said simply, “ good choice. do you need help finding anything in specific ? ” she knew the ins and outs of this whole store, as she’d worked her for almost nine years, now being the manager.

“ whatever works for you, i guess. ”

“Guess what - I found ice cream! And since it is supposed to help against all your sorrows - like your apartment being a mess and all your friends leaving you behind - I suggest we should eat it now. Wanna join me maybe?”

“ i guess i can’t say no to that reasoning. ”

“ no, ” paige answered simply, thinking about how lost the little girl must be, as she knew how terrifying it was to start out on her own in the city many years before. “ have you tried calling them ? do you need a phone ? ”