#*sylvia ba.

“i came as soon as i could!” she came barrelling through the security detail stationed at the door, bright smiles only fading as she laid eyes on her friend. the text she sent wasn’t of the usual tone, and ariel had to drop her pages right away. “what happened? you wouldn’t tell me through text — is something wrong?” ( @sylvivs​ ) 

“hello beautiful!” ariel squealed, rushing forwards to embrace her friend. “i missed you at the church, although honestly my hat made it impossible to see very much... anyway!” she looped her arm around the spanish princess’ and began to walk her purposefully towards the bar. “this might be an unpopular opinion amongst the international royals, but aren’t those bagpipes absolutely darling? there’s nothing worse than having a typical wedding and those surely made this one pop.” ( @sylvivs​ ) 

"oh! hullo sylvia-” she squinted up at the girl, her sunglasses pushed up to the top her head and her fingers hastily shutting her notebook shut. “fancy seeing you here, i’ve been sitting up here in this corner for the last week and i haven’t seen a single familiar face walk by.” ariel smiled, as if the small action will reawaken her senses from laying dormant in her self-imposed isolation. she could become such a different person when she’s left to her own devices, and there was a part of it that she quite liked. “please have a seat... the rooftop terrace is so big that no one would bother us if we sit still enough.” ( @sylvivs​ ) 

if she could feel her cheeks at all, ariel might say that they were positively aching from all the smiling and laughing she did for the past hour or so since her and gio came up. but it was when she saw her good friend in the distance did her smile fall and a look of pure wonderment came upon her face, she couldn’t help it -- she started slow clapping as sylvia made her way towards her. “i can’t do this- don’t stand next to me.” with a dramatic little turn of her head, ariel raised both arms as if to shield her eyes from the absolute glory that was sylvia croÿ. “are you still feeling like shit, babe? because dressing better than you feel is still the most badass thing anyone could do! ...i hope he keels over and fucking faints.”    /    @sylvivs​