if you’re not too choosy

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"Okay," Wyatt says slowly, but Maysilee can tell what he's thinking. Why not ask someone more experienced? It wasn't like Maysilee didn't know any guys in the industry. But Wyatt had a certain charm to him that no one who was hyper-trained to perform could replicate. He was genuine. Ironically, Maysilee thinks, his public attraction to her wouldn't be. She studies him for a moment, from his dark brown eyes to the shape of his Cupid's bow. To the way his navy slacks cling to his hips, accentuating the way his shirt puffs out from the waistband. His clothes are a little big on him— an older brother's hand-me-downs, maybe?— but he really does look good. When Maysilee looks at him, all she can see is untapped potential. "Say," she smiles at him, leaning back in her seat. "How do you look in purple?"

[or, Maysilee's struggling marketability is hurting her chances in the upcoming winter pageant, so Plutarch suggests she get a partner to look more likable. but where can she get one on such short notice?]

part of a wysilee fic exchange with @helvenilla!!

In the time I've been here, I said I wouldn't…I don't know, do feelings. You freaked me out. I don't want to like anyone. So you've been just…totally fucking inconvenient.