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Send “📚” and I will flip to a random page in a book and use the first line of dialogue I see as a starter.

a chuckle slips out, copying the same actions as he had done because she soon felt the numbing sensations crawl up in her legs and a bit in her hands, feeling her fingers stiffen up and it took her a few moments to recollect so that she could feel like a regular person once more. when he extends his hand out, she extends her own so that the cup is snugly fit into the palm of his hand, slipping back into the chair and making herself comfortable. her eyelids slip to a close before sitting up once more and opening them, seeing that he had come back so quickly. a smile was pulled up out of her emotions, bowing her head to show her thanks, taking the water with mixed with minty smelling herbs. that was a close one jaein.. what if you had forgotten.. at least you can’t or else you know what’ll happen. she shudders at the horrible flashback, seeing herself being torn apart by something that only consists of two hydrogen molecules with oxygen, it made her feel super weak although her purpose was supposed to be the other way around. “mhm, you do gotta be aware. i could have died if i didn’t know i was allergic to garlic and i kept on eating it.” she nods her head at what he says, humming a slow tune while swaying her head from side to side. “mhm, you have to taste it first. or, people are so sensitive if they even get a whiff of a certain thing, like peanut dust, their reactions are effected and shake up the person’s physical figure like crazy! so scary.” she shivers again, scrunching up her nose. garlic made her throw up, but of course she was a vampire. but were there any that actually liked it? “have i ever– wha?” she blinks, a bit confused at the small situation the two had ran into when he talked to her. “ohh.. yeah, those sparkles.. weird.. some bull..” a chuckle slips out as she sips on the water he had given her earlier. “nosebleed when it flows down your throat and all the iron is just everywhere, it’s bad. i don’t like it, it makes your throat sore. but back to the cypher matches– ah. i gotta get there early as usual, anyways. gotta practice and all that good jazz, but just text me if you ever want to go? the ticket i gave you is valid for one match, no matter where. except if it’s international, you obviously need to get a plane ticket. but it’s not! i don’t make much, just support me and i’ll be alright!”

    ▐▐                         ——–He gazed at the female for a while, eyebrows arching as he noticed her slight shudder. He dragged his pillow closer to hers and sat just beside her, watching her as she held onto the mug he had given her, as if he was waiting for her feed back on the tea. It seemed like a lot of things passed through her mind during the short periods of time when she was absolutely quiet, and for Nathaniel, it was interesting. He wanted to find out what was it that she was thinking about, but he wouldn’t dare asking. ❝I won’t ever cook anything with garlic for you, don’t worry. Are you okay with the smell?--Maybe it can make you feel sick as well.” He blinked, shrugging his shoulders; it was a possibility. ❝Oh right... So you can have a reaction to the smell or something? I wouldn’t be surprised. Allergies are really--hard to handle and all... I am just glad I wasn’t born with any, at least that I know of.” He chuckles lightly and nods head, head tipping from side to side, eyelids momentarily falling shut; he was little by little getting sleepy. ❝I was going to ask you if you had ever tried garlic bread. Then I realized it was a stupid question. I stopped before it was too late.” He rubs his forehead softly, gazing at her through the corner of his eyes. ❝Oh... I don’t know I don’t think I can get out of the country, that’s-- no.” He laughs softly, shaking his head at the idea, knowing he would most likely show up at one of her shows around the town. It was the best option for him. ❝I will definitely text you, if I decide to go. Need to check schedules and all before-- You know, work keeps me pretty busy at times, unfortunately.” He takes a deep breath, resting his cheek against his knuckles, a pout forming on his lips as he gazed nowhere. ❝Oh-- You should go to one of my concerts too! I can get you a ticket. I usually have them at nine pm, Saturdays, I can write you down the address if you'd like to consider-. I play good music." He grins, starightening up his back and patting at his own chest, showing he was proud of himself. ❝It would be nice to see a friendly face around sometime, you know? Although I just love playing for the sake of it. It makes me really happy to have people in the room, knowing they want to engage on this--well.. this show I can give them. Makes me feel alive. Not a lot of things compare to that."

i love amusement parks at sunset

     ▐▐                         ——–Making his way inside the room where his photoshoot would happen that day, Nathaniel bowed his head politely at almost every person he passed through, a small smile on his lips, already used to having to meet up with this and that company for a couple of photos for promotion. As his manager used to tell him, his face would help selling, so it was important to get a nice photographer and a couple of perfect shots. He didn’t like the idea much, he’d have gone to a boy band if he wanted his looks to be worshipped, but he had to just deal with the situaution the best he could and do his job right. He walked over to the female and bowed his head with a smile; ❝Oh, hello it’s very nice to meet you as well! I’m Nathaniel!” He nodded amost childishly, standing there, waiting for her to give him some indication of what he should try.