ツ*.:::.* SOMETIMES, EDNA RAN a little late in the morning and couldn’t make coffee before heading to her shop for the day. today was one of those days. her outfit was over the top as usual, completely decked out in a blue dress with matching shoes, gold necklaces and a blue hair piece. she towered over most of the people, practically peeking over them, trying to see how much longer she had to keep her shop closed for the morning. and because today was just not one of those days. edna crossed her arms over her chest, trying her best not to groan at the ridiculous line in front of her.
feeling someone tap her on the shoulder, she turned around, flashing a bright smile. “absolutely, beautiful,” edna explained, leaning a little closer. “what can I get for you?” standing there, she found herself curious. the voice, soft, the kind of a performer. “your voice alright?”
To say Arista was mesmerized by Edna’s presence was an understatement. She knew her -- because, of course she did, talk about a fashion icon in this town --, but they’d never interacted, and Aris was not the type to be starstruck, and yet. It took her a second to realize who she just tapped, but she didn’t want to look like a big nerd fangirling over her local idol, so she shook it off quickly. “Almond milk latte, thank you,” she whispered back, her smile easy. Oh man, she wasn’t even in one of her best outfits today. Shame. “Vocal rest,” Arista explained, almost apologetic. “I sing.”