REWRITTEN

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   “A month? Are you sure you’re being literal?” Lavinia parrotted back as her signature move of her eyebrows raising quickly followed. “Maybe a day until something else gets stuck in my head. However, I always find it’s something that someone else has hummed. Widening her eyes, the blonde woman frowned. “I’m saying nothing, Maxwell, but I guess that’s just something that comes with being you.” It had only been in the last few years that Lavinia had learned to control herself but it certainly helped with the lack of pressure that others put on her (that didn’t mean she didn’t put it on herself).

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   “Oh, come on!” The woman exclaimed. Raising her eyebrows towards Valeria, she gave her the usual nod with a smile before she took a sip of her drink. “Nothing new... God, imagine if they did. I don’t know whether it would be productive or counter productive.” Lavinia chuckled as she put her glass down. “Come on, I bet you’ve seen a lot worse.” She enjoyed being at Valeria’s bar, having the interaction with her until she would get upset about something in a drunken state and cry about it. She was always appreciative over the how the other woman treated her. “It’s the same old, I guess. How’re you doing? How’s the bar therapist title going?”

Emma stood in the line of the cafe, holding a menu in her hand reading it as she waited. “I think I might just get a coffee… What are you thinking? My shout.” 

   “Just a coffee?” Lavinia’s eyebrows raised. “Do you mean just filter coffee because I can think of a lot of greatalternatives to drinking that crap...” Eyes looking at the board and then back at the other, the woman smirked. “Anything but the filter coffee, I suppose. I’m a classic latte fan, may even add some syrup if I’m feeling adventurous but even that’s a stretch. Please, you don’t have to do that.” She still wasn’t used to accepting such offers.

“Please tell me you heard that too,” Charles replied nervously after a loud crash had come seemingly out of nowhere. He paused, swallowing back a fearful lump in his throat. Should he run? Should he turn invisible? While those were his first instincts, he thought that maybe if the other person wasn’t so terrified he was just being irrational. “What should we do? Should we uh– check it out?” he asked, feigning confidence and poorly so.

   “You’re a little jumpy, aren’t you?” Lavinia frowned towards the other before shaking her head. “Sorry to break it to you, kid, but I didn’t hear anything.” She didn’t give it a second thought until a few seconds passed and she registered that the young male was nervous. “This may make me a bad person to come to for advice but I say we just walk the other way. Anything happens, I’ll protect you.” If the other knew the truth, she very much doubt that the other would feel safer but luckily for her, he didn’t seem like the type to be able to read minds. “I’m sure it was a cat or something.”

“Hey, um, are you alright?” Fleur asked as she approached the other out of the blue. She might have finished her work day but she couldn’t help wanting to help those who might need it. “You just feel a bit worried about something, that’s all.”

While years had passed, Lavinia was still very much caught up in her own head about her past. She had already proved herself but it never felt like enough to her. It just so happened that she’d started out on the wrong side,  one that had used her and it pained her to acknowledge that. The young woman came out of nowhere, pressing her already. “Excuse me? Is this a you’re in my head moment or something?” The last thing she wanted was otherpeople in her head; it was the most honest truth it would give and the woman didn’t like what was going on in there. There was always going to be something that she needed work on. “I’m not in to that stuff.”