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⸻ Indie, selective and exclusive   𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗜𝗔    from   𝗖𝗢𝗪𝗕𝗢𝗬 𝗕𝗘𝗕𝗢𝗣 ⸻ 

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⸻ 𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚 ✴ 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘌𝘚 ✴ 𝘈𝘉𝘖𝘜𝘛  ⸻ READ RULES BEFORE FOLLOWING AND INTERACTING.

Monotony. It was all the same routine. Every time things felt like they would change, it ended up the same way. Life kept taking things from her. That's how life felt before Julia had crossed paths with Spike. However the moment they were introduced, she couldn't wait for the time they met again. Warmth rose up to her cheeks upon noticing him.

⸻ @spiegls: “ i did not expect company in such a lonely place. ”

"I hope I'm good company, at least." She grabbed his hand, pulling him closer. Somehow Julia had felt an instant connection to him the moment they first met. Even now, holding his hand... Why did it feel right? A deep breath. There was still a line neither could cross. Slowly she let go. Coldness lingering in her empty hand.

A smile curved her lips as she looked up to him. "I think we've been stood up. I guess he got caught up with work..." Or was it red eye? Sadness now evident in her face. Always a second thought. Maybe Spike felt the same way, did he also come second to Vincent? Impossible. "Do you still want to get some drinks? They're on me."

Unless they were willingly charming someone, there was no point on having any companions. Their demeanor was enough to keep people away, at least for tonight. It was one of those nights. What good was to miss people they wouldn't see again? They would answer themselves later. As of now, they will allow themself to think about him.

Eyes focused on the ice in their drink. Lonely, once again. It was a hard feeling to get used to after knowing somebody's warmth.

⸻ @discodamned: “ you seem far from home, stranger. ”

So... it was noticeable. It seemed grief walked with them wherever they ran to. "Guessing you're a regular here?" A scoff. "Got a lighter?" Hand reached into their pocket, a box of cigarettes emerging. "Mine ran out of fuel."

⸻ @spiegls: “ if we had met under gentler skies, would you still look at me this way? ”

"Gentler skies?" Eyes glued to his. A small shrug, the start of their answer. They had to think it through. Every choice they had met had led them to him, hadn't it? Even those that could be considered mistakes caused for them to meet.

Would they have met had she taken someone else's wallet? What if he had been the one she pickpocketed? A gentle smile. "It's hard not to look at you, your eyes..." Julia hummed. "You have beautiful eyes."

Maybe in another world they would have met under different circumstances. Maybe there they don't have to worry about danger and what ifs. Maybe in another universe they just pass by each other, mere strangers. "I would. Whether the skies are gentle or rough...." Cheesy. Too much time spent together, it seemed. "Who could walk past a face like yours? You are captivating."

Love at first sight had seemed unlikely before. A silly thought, even. But if there was a chance in another life... If only they could meet again, she only prayed to recognize him.