Bonnie "BonBon" G.

Bonnie seemed to approve of his worldview, and with a warm little smile, she reassured, "Then Mr. Tallmadge it is? So you won't have to constantly think of the battlefield while with me."

Benjamin was startled by the rush of relief that followed. He perhaps hadn't realized until then how it was almost an expectation to perform for a captive audience; he had a duty to uphold, and if he fell short, many tongues would wag. Here, however, for a very brief respite, he was being granted the chance to just be himself -- to be the young man before the war, rather than the world-weary major with far too many kills and failures under his belt.

"I think I should like that very much," he softly replied. "Thank you."

Bonnie very enthusiastically promised that she loved to read and started rattling off her favorites. Though once she admitted to unseemly reading for her sex, Benjamin's brows rose high on his head before she clarified the true source.

"You have a fondness for medical science?" he asked, intrigued. "Do you actually understand any of it, and put it into practice, or is it more of a curious pursuit? I, myself, find anatomical science to be exceptionally fascinating...though I confess, after having to see so much inside the human body during the war, it's become far less glamorous in my eyes."

Bonnie momentarily appeared concerned. "Are you horrified enough yet, or...?"

He smirked. "Not hardly. If anything, I'm far more horrified that you hid this from me. I'd much rather discuss the sciences than pretend I give a single whit about Mr. Thorne's gambling debts, or Mrs. Hellander's tulip garden."

Oblivious to their not-so-adoring audience, Benjamin only paused in his gripes once the Cowper girl approached. She struck him as a bit frigid and unpleasant, but to his surprise, Bonnie was quick to defrost the ice queen with a simple compliment.

"Well done," Benjamin commended once the blonde had sauntered off. "I'm afraid I'm far less charitable with my tongue...not to mention, my thoughts."

Bonnie revealed her actions as being protective towards himself, and blinking in surprise, Benjamin offered her an incredulous little smile. "I thank you, but that's hardly necessary," he replied. "I'm not ashamed of who and what I am, nor am I afraid to boast the company of which I keep. Anyone should be honored to be your escort, Miss Bonnie. Myself included."

She glanced at the ballroom floor. "As for the dancing, I'm afraid that would truly be impossible for me, far more than the stairs, but I was hoping that I could take turns around the room to replace that... That's still a thing that can be done, right? Walking around the room with a man and talking?"

To be fair, her father truly appreciated her spirits, even if every time he took the time to mention them, he inevitably remembered everything painful she had lived through and went right back to pity. But in the rare moments when he didn't see her as a victim, he clearly thought she was amusing at the very least.

But for all her love for jokes and finding silliness around her, she liked to believed she was not thoughtless or cruel, and took notice of the way Tallmadge relaxed when she offered to simply call him Mister. While she had seen death up close due to an accident, and several infections after that, he had been forced to kill and witness murders, and that was something she would never dare to make light of. She doubted she'd have kept her cheerful attitude, had she been involved in such conflicts, even as a nurse.

Do you actually understand any of it, and put it into practice, or is it more of a curious pursuit?

"Oh, several of my stuffed animals have received stitches and bandages," she laughed, "And had I not drunk several glasses worth of whiskey in an attempt to anesthetize myself, at age fourteen I would have performed my first surgery on my own leg. Thankfully I was asleep long before being able to remember what I was supposed to do." And while her parents had no idea, her governess had sequestered her supplies until years later, when certain Bonnie was to be trusted again. "I do help my father and everyone who works for us with little afflictions and pains, but I wish I could have gotten some real experience outside, help wounded people, since I'm lucky enough not to be afraid of blood." She wouldn't be allowed to be a doctor, but she could have been a nurse, at least.

I'd much rather discuss the sciences than pretend I give a single whit about Mr. Thorne's gambling debts, or Mrs. Hellander's tulip garden.

She would have liked to hear about both, in truth, starting from who those people were, to make up for how deprived of social life she had been, but sciences worked just as fine. "There is at least biology involved in the tulip garden... some chemistry and botany to be discussed here and there," she teased him, "What sciences are you after, that haven't been... ruined by past experiences?"

"I'm not ashamed of who and what I am, nor am I afraid to boast the company of which I keep. Anyone should be honored to be your escort, Miss Bonnie. Myself included."

She could believe that, because he had not been shy about his disapproval for Miss Cowper, but it was still worth a giggle - there was very little honor behind accompanying her, it was likely the same as walking an injured dog. People were glancing in her direction quite a lot now, realizing she was the poor little thing they had heard about, and had he not been so convincing she would have truly worried for him. But he was fine, and Bonnie found the attention entertaining as much as Miss Cowper's attempt to make her uncomfortable had been. "How gallant you are, Mr. Tallmadge. I'm sure you'll make some debutante the luckiest of women," she praised him sincerely; were men there half as nice, she wouldn't have to worry for her cousin at all.

Admittedly, Benjamin didn't take into account that Bonnie had likely never attended other balls or gatherings of this nature. His smile fell a fraction. "You're not missing much," he was quick to reassure, "and as rude as that may sound, I am not just saying that to ease any potential sting. Most women preen about trying to earn a dance, and the menfolk trip over themselves in their own sort of dance to glean their attention." His smile returned. "And no, I'm not being bitter...just one who's been to far too many parties."

Waving a hand, Benjamin added, "Call me whatever you wish, Miss Bonnie. The major isn't necessary. I know some men have a fit since we do work hard to earn the title, but at the end of the day..." He trailed off then, a soft sigh catching in his throat. "Well, we're all equal on that battlefield. If a major and private die in the line of duty, that major isn't more important, and thus, I don't like to pretend as such off the battlefield, either. I'm proud to have my name associated with all sorts of men."

Poor Bonnie seemed sincere when she asked, "Am I wrong, is it inappropriate if we are not family? If it is, disregard what I said, I'm out of my depth here."

"It is frowned upon to speak as familiars," Benjamin allowed, "but if the person in question doesn't mind, it's perfectly acceptable." Here, he flashed her a reassuring smile. "And I certainly don't mind."

Bonnie seemed a bit unconvinced. "Shouldn't parties be the best of things? There's music, there's food, there's dancing if your legs work, people..."

"The food and music are definitely pleasant," Benjamin agreed, his lips lifting into a smirk. "I'm not overly fond of dancing, but I like some of the companionship...yours, as well, of course."

She perked up. "What sort of books do you enjoy reading?"

In turn, Benjamin found himself brightening as well. "Oh, all kinds of genres," he reassured. "History, scholarly, Greek mythology, plays, poetry...anything, really. I'm always willing to give the written word a chance." He smiled. "Do you read at all, Miss Bonnie?"

She accepted his outstretched arm, carefully easing herself down each step with a glacial, but practiced gait. "It's not just a limp, it can hurt," she explained, "So I must set the pace or we will fall and I will blame you, there will be no sharing shame."

Benjamin laughed, startled by her candor. "Well, it sounds as if it will be well-deserved, so I hardly mind," he reassured. "However, I'm sorry you're in such pain. I have friends with debilitating injuries...I, myself, was blessed enough to escape anything too cumbersome, but every now and then, I feel aches and pains when it rains, or it's exceptionally cold."

He didn't dare ask Bonnie what was the source of her ailment; it was none of his business, and a woman as pleasing and bubbly as herself would likely speak on it, were it her desire. Then and only then would he press for more.

Fortunately, Bonnie seemed far from offended. "Forgive me, I get particularly silly when I'm thrilled."

And no, I'm not being bitter...just one who's been to far too many parties.

"We haven't known each other long, but I can safely say bitter would not have been my first guess either way," she started with an amused smile, wondering if that was the speed with which one was expected to be judged normally, "But I must tell you that one of my most annoying traits, based on my mother's experience at least, is how easily I enjoy everything, and I doubt a ball will fall outside of my scope. Being outside with people... with people! With food, with music, with decorations..." there she went again, in her dreamily excited tone, just as her mother complained about.

"Well, we're all equal on that battlefield. If a major and private die in the line of duty, that major isn't more important, and thus, I don't like to pretend as such off the battlefield, either. I'm proud to have my name associated with all sorts of men."

"Oh, that is such a beautiful way to see it." It was also not a terribly common way to feel, as far as she knew; of course she wasn't the one chatting with soldiers herself, but she did eavesdrop on plenty conversations between her parents and others, and his comment about how some would have a fit at the thought seemed in line with her experience. "Then Mr. Tallmadge it is? So you won't have to constantly think of the battlefield while with me." Perhaps she should choose Mr. Benjamin instead, since he went on to say he found familiarity acceptable, but she was afraid of misstepping in a way that would make him unhappy. Making a fool out of herself was her choice, but others shouldn't be embarrassed.

"Oh, all kinds of genres. History, scholarly, Greek mythology, plays, poetry...anything, really. I'm always willing to give the written word a chance. Do you read at all, Miss Bonnie?"

Well, at least when it came to literature, they'd have a lot to discuss.

"I love reading. And not only because it's an activity that can be done while sitting, I promise," she joked, "I do love romance, myself, and history, fiction of all sorts, but truthfully, I have read far too many books that aren't meant for women." To the point that one of her keepers, as she affectionately called the man in charge of her staff, had smuggled some of her. "... let me rephrase that sentence before you think of the worst. I found myself reading every last word of our books of medicine. I was initially looking for something to help me with, well," she vaguely gestured at her gown, her leg, "And then I couldn't stop reading. Anatomy and chemistry are so fascinating! Oh, and maths. I've always enjoyed it, I'm teaching it to both my siblings, even my sister, yes, and it's the only tutoring they won't fall asleep listening to." So far, she had disobeyed everything her mother had suggested when it came to men: make them earn your smiles and attention, hide everything peculiar, do not be as enthusiastic, and so on. But then, she wasn't being courted, so surely it wouldn't matter? "Are you horrified enough yet, or...?" To think, as a woman, she wasn't even meant to understand sciences.

"However, I'm sorry you're in such pain. I have friends with debilitating injuries…I, myself, was blessed enough to escape anything too cumbersome, but every now and then, I feel aches and pains when it rains, or it's exceptionally cold."

"Blessed indeed, but I can't complain, I'm alive," she said simply, yet with great conviction, "And it could have been far worse. I do have two legs, still, and the one in pain still moves, so at least the pain is there for a reason, right? But yes, the cold can be dreadful on old injuries, can't it? As for my face, well, I could... I don't know, scare off thieves? Something good will come out of it, I'm sure." She used her free hand to push her hair back, taking the last step with some relief. No fall, not too much pain, good. Less good that a younger woman had clearly just pointed a finger at her and now some ladies were clearly discussing her presence. Ah well, as long as Tallmadge didn't feel too embarrassed. A lady with a confusing hairstyle shot her a disapproving look as she walked past her, and Bonnie slowed down slightly, pulling at his arm so he'd know. "May I say, miss: that dress looks stunning on you, it really brings out your lovely hair color." Whatever the lady expected her to say, it clearly wasn't that, but she straightened up and offered a pleased smile, a touch of red on her cheeks, "Why, you are too kind. Your dress is a jewel, miss Gillanders." Even if she wasn't as described by her mother, the mask and cane had to give her away, "I'm Cressida Cooper." "Very nice to meet you, Miss Cooper, I hope to see you dancing later. Enjoy the night!" Miss Cooper was chuffed, and Bonnie could almost hear the nicer tone she used behind her back as she was able to move past the group.

I'll reblog this post several times, I'd suggest to all mutuals to read it, but especially if you tend to worry about having done something wrong when another person talks to you less.

“I wish it could always be like this.”

“You’re always there for me.”

“The stars are the only thing that makes sense.”

“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

“You’re so much different when we’re alone.”

“I like it when the worlds quiet.” 

“There’s a place for us somewhere.”

“They’ll name constellations after you one day.”

“Your hearts beating so fast.”

“They don’t know what they want.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“That’s what they’re supposed to say.”

“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

“I miss the old you.”

“Nostalgias a trap.”

“Aliens are out there.”

“Did you hear that?”

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” 

“What time is it?”

“But why would they abduct cows?”

“We’ll all be dead soon enough anyways.” 

“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.”

“What do you believe in?”

“What happens after we die?”

“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

“And what’s your excuse?”

“You’ll get it together soon.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

“It’d be better if people weren’t so afraid of their feelings.”

“You keep quiet and we both lose.”

“I wish I could save this forever.”

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

“The rooms spinning.”

“I loved you long before you knew.”

“I’m not afraid of death, I think it’ll be peaceful.”

“The Universe is too big for that.”

“Do you think we’ve met in other lives?” 

“I’d come back to haunt you.” 

“Would you come back to haunt me?”

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Why haven’t you told anyone?” 

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

“You’re a game changer.” 

“I’m a game changer.”

“Don’t ignore fate.” 

“Ignorance isn’t bliss.”

“What, is that a conspiracy theory?”

Perhaps it was uncouth to insult the hostess, but it all seemed in good fun, and it wasn't as if Benjamin truly had any misgivings toward the woman (yet).

While he mulled this over, Bonnie coaxed him into a potential social faux pas. "You find your surname too long?" he asked, amusement flashing behind his eyes. "Gillanders is only one syllable longer than Tallmadge. Does that mean 'Major Tallmadge' is an agony to say?" He grinned, if only to show his jest. "But very well, Miss Bonnie. I can adapt. It would be rude of me if I didn't at least try and adhere to a lady's request."

"BonBon is also a valid name," she assured him, "if not in front of my mother-actually, please do call me BonBon in front of my mother, I will pay you handsomely."

Benjamin snorted, assuming there was a story there. "Although that would be the easiest coin I've ever made, I think I'll spare the possibility of invoking your mother's wrath -- or at the very least, until we're on far better terms."

Bonnie gestured toward the stairs, beaming up at him beneath her veil. "If you'd like to return to the party quickly, please don't hold back on my account."

Benjamin arched a brow. "I hope it isn't untoward to say so, but do I truly look like a man who enjoys parties? I'm only here out of fondness for your uncle. The rest is just...I don't want to say an inconvenience, but I'd much rather be reading a book right about now."

"Thank you on behalf of all the ladies then, we do appreciate a gentleman." Not that she would actually know, she wasn't sure she had ever spoken to a gentleman such as Tallmadge before, if the family doctors didn't count. "But if you'd like to be addressed as Major Tallmadge, I will suffer the pain. Which is not about syllables, I may add, it's about wanting to pretend I have been at other balls and can be as familiar with our guests as the other ladies are: clearly, a far more rational reason." She grinned at him at that, knowing she would never have the time to take a step away from protocol otherwise; but then she frowned, thinking about her books, "Am I wrong, is it inappropriate if we are not family? If it is, disregard what I said, I'm out of my depth here."

The way he responded to her suggestion of leaving her had Bonnie laughing out loud again - so being fully honest was not that bad either, it seemed. "Shouldn't parties be the best of things? There's music, there's food, there's dancing if your legs work, people..." Granted, this was her first, but if birds nesting in her trees and maids bringing new foods for her to try were exciting news to her, she doubted she wouldn't a party simply amazing. "What sort of books do you enjoy reading?"

what are you doing?

i can handle that myself, you know.

you didn't have to go out of your way to take care of me.

i'm not used to this. this caring thing.

thank you. don't ever do that again.

i thought you hated me, to be honest.

i didn't ask you to love me!

no one's ever actually just... sat down and listened to me.

i didn't think people like you existed.

is this normal for you? going out of your way like this?

i told you i had it handled. you didn't have to bother.

i... should probably thank you for that.

i don't know what to say. this has never happened before.

wait, that's mine. you fixed it?

you did all of this... for me?

that was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

i'm kinda at a loss for words.

i wasn't expecting this from you.

you did all this for me?

i had it under control.

when did this happen?

how long were you planning this?

i'm not sure what to say. i'm not used to this.

i owe you one.

that was... very kind of you. thank you.

i'm just not used to people going out of their way to help me.

usually people just look the other way, but you actually care.

this is weird. is this what caring about someone feels like?

i could have handled it.

this must have taken you forever to arrange. and you did it all for me?

it would be easier in the long run if we went our separate ways.

i hate being in other peoples' debts.

i didn't want this to happen.

people around me don't last very long.

i feel like i'm screaming and screaming and no one hears me.

i'm in your debt.

how did you find that? i lost that ages ago.

you actually... listened to me?

no one's ever paid attention.

no one's ever put that much time in effort into something for me.

when did i say that?

i didn't ask you to care about me!

i'm easily missed. people don't pay attention to me.

i'm invisible most of the time.

it's easier for people to look the other way.

do you do this often? help people?

i'm surprised you're still here.

if you're expecting something in return, forget about it.

you came back?

why do you care about me so much?

i'm a lost cause. you should just forget about me.

what's the use? there's no point.

i don't even celebrate my birthday. no one cares.

you can't just make someone care about you.

i thought you left.

what is it about me that has you so worked up?

you're making a big deal out of nothing.

thanks for patching me up.

you... brought this here for me?

but i didn't ask for this! i didn't ask for any of this!

with a little bit of luck, i'll find a place where i can stay forever.

i won't be found.

spent my whole life looking back and wondering who i was.

something changed the day you left, and i'll never know just what.

something tells me you and i will never meet again.

it didn't last long.

all i want is a noisy, crowded place where i can drink.

if i need a little money, i'll sell my soul.

nothing like rain to wash you clean.

i'd never seen a sky that pale at night.

should have known it wasn't right.

i can see you're doing just fine without me.

what did you say when you left?

i believed you'd never get far without me.

how wrong was i in the end?

my tale of woe continues.

it should have been you.

you were the only one i trusted.

let me see you one last time.

you can kiss my worthless ass goodbye.

i doubt that it's been nice to know me.

there's something not right about me.

i thought the darkness would pass.

life is a joke if you laugh.

this is how my story ends.

i'm stoned and broke and drunk again.

i'll be out there on my own.

i've got a feeling i just had to get away.

i left it all behind.

i got everything i want, and i got nothing that i need.

she made me wish that i had never let her go.

i fell in deep when you fell out of love with me.

just say the word, and i will change the life i lead.

i will push away the world just to keep you close to me.

you're the one i'll never get, and you're the one thing that i need.

i've been looking a long time.

what's your name?

am i ever gonna find you?

is there anybody out there?

we haven't met, but i wrote this song for you.

how the hell am i ever gonna find you?

my world has changed.

i drove like hell.

made me feel something i've never felt before, something between awestruck and horrified.

you don't remember what i said, but you'll remember what i did.

who laughs last?

i don't know if you care at all.

i'm just writing to say i'm alive.

i wanna feel like i did back then.

i wanna see my name in the lights again.

you got a lot to tell me, but i'd rather not know.

i was glad to see you, but it's better i go.

you didn't see me coming.

you took it all from me.

tell me when i can see you again.

i wanna quit you, but it's like a disease.

can you come over?

i'm waiting for you, baby.

i will always be in love with you.

why fight the flames?

one day you'll see you will always be a part of me.

it all comes back to you.

there's nothing to do. there's nowhere to go.

you played me a fool.

i'd rather die than lie to you.

i can't be sure, but i've seen this before.

i wondered where you came from.

take it and run away as far as you can go.

tell me i remind you of someone you used to know.

you seem sullen and far away.

your heart will break like mine.

grab the cigarettes. get a move on.

we better go.

nothing left to keep me here, so i'll be on my way.

i'll be strange 'til the day i die.

life is sad. so are you.

we can cry if you want to.

let's drink. here's to us.

i'll stay forever right here if you want me to.

life is strange. tell me why.

i'm a lost cause. so are you.

i can't change who i am.

Benjamin cracked a smile. He may have been startled, but he could at least laugh at an innocent mistake. "It's no harm done," he was quick to reassure. "I've seen far worse at school gatherings."

And this much was true. He imagined his stories from college would leave the poor butler keeling over. Unfortunately, the young woman -- or Bonnie, as he quickly learned from all the shouts -- was being berated, and quite frantically from her mother.

Before he could think to intervene on her behalf, the young woman was already striding toward him, mindful of her cane as she asked for introductions.

Leandra kindly introduced, "Major, this is my cousin Bonnie Gillanders. She's joining us, I believe."

"Ah, well a pleasure," Benjamin replied, extending his hand in offering. He was unsure if she would be the type who preferred a demure press of the hand, a kiss, or, more than likely, a vigorous shake.

"Are you here to court my cousin?" Bonnie asked, completely startling him. The vigorous handshake type, indeed.

"Erm...I'm afraid I'm not quite-"

"I thought callers would come the day after the ball?" she practically whispered. "If so, please don't hold my conduct against her, we were not raised together, she's normal."

Benjamin nearly snorted at the reassurance, his eyes twinkling as he countered, "I would be willing to wager that none of us are 'normal,' Miss Gillanders, and those who are tend to teeter dangerously close to what one might classify as 'boring.' Um..." He waved a hand. "Not that your cousin is boring, of course. And it's as I said: it's no harm done. Truth be told, you rescued me from another one of your mother's stories about Mrs. Wellington's yappy Pekinese. She apparently took it very personally when that dog wouldn't quiet itself during the springtime musicale. Scandalous stuff."

Ah, a gentleman. Brilliant, because Bonnie would accept nothing less from any man standing near her cousin.

She couldn't curtsy, it was one thing to put an effort for the queen, it was another to bend her knee several times in one night and spend a forthnight in bed, but she pulled the side of her gown and bowed her head as if she had, assuming he'd be smart enough to understand why the woman with the walking stick couldn't do more.

It was interesting to notice that this Major was yet to give her a pitying look or at the very least an uncomfortable one. He wasn't staring either. Her caretakers meant well, but they had warned people were likely to do so if she showed up at the party - maybe it had to do with him not being a lord, as far as she knew, and having seen war. Soldiers were meant to have such wounds, after all.

She didn't voice those thoughts, instead she laughed as he assured her that he didn't mean to imply Leandra was boring, nodding her head in agreement. She laughed with more gusto, however, as he told her about her mother. "Oh, my mother and dogs... I have two, but see, one of them, Pudding, is extremely friendly. He never barks unless excited... or unless my mother visits. Whenever she walks..." she turned to look for the spot, pointing at the tree that was halfway between the main house and the smaller building meant for her, her tone filled with amusement, "Past the apple tree there to come talk to me, I'll know, because Pudding will bark his head off. Can't stand the woman. Guess he also doesn't enjoy yapping, what do you know."

And oh, did her mother like to complain once she had set her thoughts on a particular annoyance. "I will confess I have no idea if it's appropriate to ask, but could you address me as either Bonnie or miss Bonnie, if it's more comfortable to you? Miss Gillanders is... I don't know, too long," she snorted at her own attempt to explain why she'd like to skip to her name. Before she could add more, she came to a halt when faced with the the several steps down she had to take to reach the party; Leandra had swung around once below, hesitating to go. "BonBon?" "What? It's my home, I know how to walk down the stairs without spectators, Lea. Off you go, I'll reach you in five... to six days. Shoo." She waved at her cousin, who knew her too well not to follow her instructions and kept going, so that Bonnie wouldn't feel compelled to go too fast. "BonBon is also a valid name, if not in front of my mother-actually, please do call me BonBon in front of my mother, I will pay you handsomely."

❝  the perfect reference, it holds a bit of truth. ❞ he says, a ghost of a smile on his features. he might not have known the show that she was referencing for him, but the notion still stood. her forward nature hadn't struck him as odd, anyone would have wanted to know who he was. certainly, no member of shield. though, not their enemy necessarily either. ❝ you can call me LOKI, i don't have an affiliation to give. perhaps, asgard. if that means anything in this realm.  ❞ doubtful, but it was a lie in itself. he hardly did anything for the glory of his home realm. he was nothing more than a neutral party at best.

he wouldn't have gone so far as to call himself her enemy, no intentions of taking her down - her skill hadn't worked on him, giving him an advantage in the situation. it might have served to startle her, but she still had more cards in her hand. the gun at her hip would certainly do some damage if she had decided that was the next best option.

❝  i suppose that would be the case. i'm not on their side, if that's your concern. ❞ - an unlikely ally, but still one nonetheless. the rest of her troops seemed to be busy with their own tasks.

Maybe she should stop staring at him, though. "No, I mean, obviously you could've pulverized us if you wanted to, you wouldn't have sent them." At least that's how she sees it, "I'm Bonnie, by the way. I'm also sitting. No offense, I just-I ran here, and I can't do that and just keep standing like it's nothing." She vaguely gestures at her walking stick, though it all feels pretty insane: she's talking to an Asgardian after an attack to her workplace and still can't help but have to sit on the bench. Hopefully it's not her last undignified action.

He seems curious about her 'skill', if so can be called. "Yeah. Pretty stupid, right? If I focus, I can maybe not do that, but if I just start singing whatever, people fall asleep. Or make them chill. Like... really chill, feeling at peace with the universe. Depends on my intention. It's the least useful skill in a fight that one can think of, but hey. Nobody's going to have a panic attack around me."

“Is that even legal?”

“Not a want, but a need.”

“Better shake this, yikes!“

“Time to show the world!”

“We’re all in this together.”

“Stick to the stuff you know.”

“When we reach, we can fly.”

“Why am I feeling so wrong?”

“Together’s where we belong.”

“I can’t take my eyes off of you.”

“I thought you were my fairytale.”

“I gotta get my head in the game.”

“I know you feel the same way, too.”

“It feels so right to be here with you.”

“Wait a minute, not the time and place.”

“I never believed in what I couldn’t see.”

“This could be the start of something new.”

“It is better by far to keep things as they are.”

“For so long I was lost, so good to be found.”

“I can’t have people staring at me! I really can’t!“

“Anything it takes to climb the ladder of success.”

“I’ve never had someone as good for me as you.”

“This is not what I want. This is not what I planned.”

“I’ve never had someone that knows me like you do.”

“Baby, to be number one, you’ve got to raise the bar.”

“Why did I let myself believe miracles could happen?“

“I know that something has changed. Never felt this way.”

“I never knew that it could happen, ‘til it happened to me.”

“You’re everything I never knew that I’ve been looking for.”

“It’s funny when you find yourself looking from the outside.”

“And the world looks so much brighter with you by my side.”

“’Cause, now, even I can tell that I confused my feelings with the truth.”

“Didn’t understand that anything can happen, when you take a chance.”

“We’re soaring, flying… There’s not a star in heaven that we can’t reach.”

“It’s hard to believe that I couldn’t see you were always there beside me.”

also comment if you'd rather I show up in your ims to plot as soon as I can!

WARNINGS: alcohol

no,  i'm  not  hitting  on  you.  unless  it's  working.

you're  not  doing  karaoke  again.

why  are  there  fries  in  your  purse?

what's  the  strongest  drink  on  the  menu?

no,  i  don't  remember  your  name.

you  come  here  often?

what's  your  star  sign?

if  you  tell  anyone  what  i'm  about  to  say,  i'll  key  your  car.

it's  last  call.  get  a  drink  or  go  home.

they  just  tipped  with  monopoly  money.

i  think  i'm  in  love...

i'm  saving  this  story  for  your  future  wedding  toast.

i'm  your  wingperson  tonight,  give  me  the  target.

you're  not  from  around  here,  are  you?

i'm  your  best  friend,  not  your  conscience.

say  that  again  and  i  will  make  a  scene.

you're  my  bestie  now,  i  don't  care  that  we  met  30  seconds  ago.

i'd  buy  you  a  drink  but  i'd  rather  make  you  breakfast.

this  one's  on  my  tab.

is  that  a  fake  id?

i  swear  i  only  had  two  drinks...

this  is  a  judgement  free  zone.

they  said  they were working  late... 

let's  play  pool.  if  i  win,  you  owe  me  a  real  conversation.

if  i  tip  you  $20,  will  you  say  i  was  never  here?

that  was  supposed  to  impress  them...

it's  not  a  fake,  it's  retro!

don't  test  me,  i'm  not  drunk  enough  to  forgive  you.

can  you  lie  and  say  i'm  not  allowed  tequila  anymore?

give  me  your  phone.

if  you  want  a  mojito,  you  can  muddle  the  mint.

i  don't  think  that's  your  real  name.

make  me  something  dangerous  and  don't  ask  questions.

you're  cut  off.

you  cannot  cry  on  a  stranger's  shoulder!

can  you  get  me  something  non-alcoholic?  i'm  designated  driver.

no,  i  don't  want  to  join  the  conga  line.

if  i  ask  for  a  double,  will  you  pretend  i'm  not  spiraling?

you  always  ruin  nights  like  this!

okay  but  technically,  i'm  turning  [18/21]  this  year.

i'm  not  your  therapist.  that'll  be  $14.

no,  you  don't  need  to  text  them,  that's  why  i  took  your  phone.

tell  him  i'm  your  sister  or  something.

you  ever  seen  somebody  ruin  their  own  life  in  5  minutes?  watch  this.

you  can  throw  up  now  or  in  my  car.

if  i  were  a  drink,  i'd  be  the  one  you  remember  tomorrow.

we  said  no  shots,  why  are  there  shots?!

promise  you  won't  hate  me  tomorrow?

let's  go  somewhere  quieter.

we  always  do  this.  drink,  flirt,  run...

i  don't  want  tonight  to  end.

can  we  get  pizza  after  this?

do  you  want  to  dance?  i  won't  step  on  your  feet.

don't  climb  on  the  table!

i  am  not  your  lawyer.

why  are  you  laughing  and  texting?!