#*femi x interacts.

what started as a great day quickly turned into a frustrating night, leaving femi practically grumbling as she threw her things together in the locker room. she'd had her fair share of shitty patrons here and there over the years, yet each time she ran into one of the worse ones, it seemed to make her skin crawl. shaking her head as if she were shaking the night away, she pulled her phone out and let angelo know she'd be outside soon. walking over to the mirror, she threw her oversized hoodie on and straightened her hair out after. it was the most she could do with the energy she had, she decided, turning around and sitting in her chair for a moment. this was not the mood she wanted to go into the rest of her night with, shaking herself off once more before finally making her way outside. the air felt nice on her skin as she made her way through the doors, waving at the familiar security men and thanking them once more. stepping further into the parking lot, her eyes landed on him and the corners of her mouth curved up slightly. "hey stranger," she called out, stuffing her hands in her pockets as she stopped in front of him, looking up with a small smile and practically on her tip toes. "looks like you passed your first lesson after all."

sometimes it felt to femi like days dragged on and nights never ended. she had always been overambitious, filling her schedule to the brim and then some for the sake of being able to say she could. days like today were where it caught up to her, filling her bones with lead and depleting her drive to none. knowing better than to overexert herself by now, she took advantage of the fact that she owned the tattoo shop and made her own schedule at the lounge. a good slow day would make up for far too many fast ones, or at the very least she would try. after sending a few quick texts to the right people, femi pulled herself out of bed and headed to the kitchen to start breakfast. if she could get the good food down, she'd only need good company to make the day complete. pulling out her phone, she leaned against the counter and opened chance's contact. if there was anyone she could have a day off to be herself around, she knew it would be with him. "how fast can you be here?" she sent off, following up with, "i'm making breakfast and you're on the menu."

waves of butterflies coursed through femi’s system as she locked the doors to her car, making her way toward the entrance of the familiar ice cream shop. if there was one thing she couldn’t say no to, it was a free treat. she had never been one to enjoy going places alone, always opting for some form of company instead. today that came in the form of angelo, bringing along waves of memories and old feelings with him. she had yet to get over the shock of seeing him again for the first time, both elated and dismayed at the reunion. on one hand, it felt like seeing an old part of her she’d long forgotten, and on the other, it felt like trying to peek through doors that had already been closed. twiddling with her keys, she pulled the entrance door open and scanned the building for the familiar physique. after spotting him, femi took a grounding breath and formed a bright smile, walking over with a nod of her head. “hey stranger, fancy seeing you here.”

there was nothing femi found more relaxing than a night in with her girls, no matter how difficult it was to get her to actually take the time off for one. as much as she liked to say her grip on a work life balance was steady, her lack of normal human interaction lately was proof of otherwise. with a hefty sigh she turned over to face leila, careful of the fresh glass of wine sat next to her. "i've really gotta do this more often. face masks and wine nights are a must from here on out. two a month, no fuss! i'm not trying to look like some of the weird old men that come to the lounge in twenty years."

although everyone else thought there had to be something wrong with her, femi was never one for pets. after the passing of her childhood hamster, she swore she would only love animals from afar, and has stuck to it since. this didn't mean that she didn't crave the occasional cuddle from a furry friend, leading her to spend her afternoon off at the local cat cafe. the adoptions were becoming increasingly tempting to her, but instead she opted to spend more time befriending the cats and trying to convince other patrons to adopt them instead. walking up to the counter, she smiles warmly at the familiar face and gives a quick wave. "hey yaz! i know i had it two days ago but i'm dying for another green smoothie."

manicured fingers wrapped around the small shot glass, slamming it down just as quickly as she’d picked it up while sliding cash across the counter. she offered the bartender a wink, and after another shot, turned on her heel to make her way to an unoccupied pool table in the corner. there was no harm in a little pregame, and she’d yet to lay eyes on the man she came to meet. securing a stool, one leg crossed over the other, bouncing in beat with the music. while femi was more than comfortable with the hustle and bustle of ambrosia, and the large crowds at club 303, a nagging want to get to know ace prompted her to pick a more laid back bar. the times he’d been tattooed by her had gone quick and easy, ideas and laughter flowing between the two. she often had good relationships with her patrons, a mutual respect between artist and commissioner, but when ace sat in her chair it was like they were meant to have fun for the next however long. after a few moments, her gaze fell on his and one corner of her mouth quirked up, making her way off of the stool and walking to meet him. “it’s about time you invited me out,” she teased, fingers raising to wave in greeting. “i was starting to think i’d only get to see you if you’re in my chair.”

femi prided herself on being a good coworker. meaning, if she was late, she was at least showing up with coffee and a snack. "i come bringing gifts, please don't kill me," she joked, holding out the latte and croissant. "it's caramel, and the croissant is almond. i hope you're not allergic to nuts."

as a creature of habit, femi found herself making her way to the garage as she made a point to do a few times a month. not only was it good networking, but she'd come to consider her partners there to be at least allies, if not a skewed sort of friend. it wasn't uncommon for her to drop in unrelated to a deal, especially when she was bored and had time on her hands. walking in, her voice carried through the garage in hopes that someone would be able to keep her company for a bit. "come out, come out, wherever you are!"