#arrcgance

Closed starter for @arrcgance​

Waking up next to her, Ayako's eyes lingered on the still sleeping woman for quite a while before she sat up and remained seated next to her with a glance through the large windows.

By now they had known each other for a while, engaged in a sexual relationship, and were also kind of friends. It felt good to be near her, to feel her close, however, one particular thing had been bothering Aya for a few days now.

Since they weren't in a committed relationship, they didn't really have to account for certain things to each other, however there was one thing she wanted to make clear anyway. She had already prepared herself for the possibility that Danica would react dismissively towards her.

She didn’t know what had gotten into her when she had messaged Danica on IG a month or so back. Ki had been a fan of her content for a while and had been working up the courage to sent her a message. Ki wasn't really expecting anything from it; she was maybe expecting a small back and forth but that was about it. She wasn't expecting anything special to come about from it.

However, what started as a small back and forth like Ki had expected, turned into a longer thing. She was pleasently surprised that after a week or so of messaging, a friendship was blooming. Ki didn't have much friends where she was so it was a bonus to be able to talk to someone.

Currently, she was draped across her bed in her small apartment. It was a dingy little shithole but Ki didn't care; she spent more time partying than she did in her own apartment. She was typing a message about some outfits she had bought.

“Just around the corner.”  Alicia led with confidence to hide the fat that her heart was practically beating out of her chest. She’d been finding excuses for weeks to talk to Danica. Sometimes it was as innocent as shooting a cute photo or a friendly text, and other times it was as flagrant as holding whole lunches that in reality could have been addressed with a text.

Now, she’d heard that someone had only set Danica up with a standard hotel room at the conference, and that just couldn’t be left alone. 

As they stepped up to the door and she scanned her key fob, she looked over her shoulder and grinned. “There’s a whole guest room in here, so if you decide to crash here, go for it.”

“oh darling,” genya chuckled, weaving her fingers into danica’s hair. “we simply must do something about this.” it wasn’t that the girl’s hair was bad—perhaps just a little tangled up in what felt like nonsensical knots. it would be pretty by anyone else’s standard, but genya was not the norm. she had much higher expectations, for herself and for the other people around her. 

OMEN // YOUR EYES BURN WITH WHAT YOU’VE SEEN

He’d told Prompto not to do it that high. Except, while he’d been doing it, Noctis had never told him to stop so, to be fair, that was completely his own fault. “That is totally not a giant hickey. I just managed to get in a real big brawl with a vacuum cleaner while helping Ignis clear out the Regalia. I swear man, it’s not that.” 

BULLET // BUT IN THE END, MY TIME WILL COME

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Well, that’s unexpected, to say the least. Prompto has been out and about Lestallum since morning, buying this and that, turning things in and taking photos -- nothing out of the ordinary. So it shouldn’t be surprising that the sudden concern catches him off guard. Is it a nice thing to hear? Sure! Although he’s not entirely sure what to think of it when it’s coming from somebody he’s never seen before and who shouldn’t know the blond well enough to see the worry creating creases in his forehead. 

( Can it be that he knows -- ? No. That shouldn’t be possible. Then? )