@empiia || technically a continuation
“This was a nice pick! And if they have Belgian waffles on the menu then they clearly have taste,” Inessa smiled having just put in her order for the polite waiter. The previous anxieties long gone now. Sorun had shown their kind nature that Inessa was completely at ease around them. Taking a look around the diner she finally looked back at Sorun from across the table. If she was a romantic fool, which she was, it felt akin to being on a date. If meet cute’s had a possible fatality rate.
No. Go past that. Just enjoy the moment.
“So... are you possibly a fan of paranormal stuff? I gotta ask cause if we have the obligatory “what do you do for a living” talk it’ll be a bummer if you say that you don’t,” Inessa joked finding it easy to be meta for the sake of ease. Sorun didn’t look like the usual suspect of a skeptic, but Inessa had been proven wrong before. “And I don’t mean like I’m a celebrity medium. Kinda draw the line at those kinda people.”
















