#c:sofia

Sofia leans against the glowing neon sign of the casino entrance, the cigarette smoke of patrons nearby clouding the otherwise clear night sky. The buzz of the city hums all around her - music spilling out of nearby clubs, the murmur of voices, and ruckus of tourists eager for night they’ll never forget. It’s chaotic, but she’s used to it. What she’s not used to though, is being early. 

Unlike most, Fia loved blind dates. They were exciting, fully of mystery, and though often time were a complete bust, left her with a story to tell. She wasn’t exactly expecting a spark or anything romantic, but the greatest love stories always unfolded unexpectedly. Right?

After scanning her phone for the thousandth time, Sofia spots a figure at the end of the sidewalk that seems .. lost. Or looking for something. Someone. Pushing from her spot against the sigh, she steps forward, giving them a once-over. 

“I think you’re looking for me.”

@bellisofia

Com o computador aberto a sua frente, Roman apoiava a cabeça nas mãos de forma cansada, exausta e sem esperança. O documento do word aberto há horas não sofria alteração alguma há muito tempo e Roman só conseguia encarar a página com as milhares de correções sem ideia por onde começar. Para piorar o que já estava ruim, muito ruim, estava na faculdade. Preso, com o apocalipse acontecendo do lado de fora do prédio. Tudo porque precisava buscar algumas assinaturas e certificados para prosseguir com a pesquisa. Não conseguiu nem um e nem outro, tampouco trabalhar no que precisava e poderia até aquele momento. Já havia mencionado o tornado do lado de fora na cidade? Sem paciência, Roman cruzou o braço sobre o teclado e apoiou a cabeça em seu braço, olhando para o colo enquanto pegava o celular no bolso da calça e digitava a mensagem com a mão livre.

"Hey, I have an idea. Let's convince Nell and the Chief to let me help you out. That saves you work, keeps me off this bullshit mall security, and we both win." It sounded like the perfect plan.

@bvsyhead (closed for sofia)

He grumbled under his breath, "Why is it always my luck to deal with the ones that just won't disappear?"

@sofiaxrivera