#ft. lorelai

"I think so. I hope so. From what I know about Lor she doesn't stay mad forever -- at least not at me -- she just needs to be able to huff and puff about something for a hot minute and then she'll come around with some gentle bribing. And I feel really bad about how everything went down and I'm genuinely sorry, so I think that has to count for something." @lorelailewis

WHO — Lorelai ( @lorelai-tseng ).

Among checking out all that Providence Peak had to offer — and not just the spots that he was already familiar with, thanks to Maya — he figured that the idea of taking a yoga class wasn't half bad. Was it something he'd normally do, if he was home? No, not necessarily. But these days he was committed to being a new version of himself. One more carefree, now that his father's persistent eye wasn't watching his every move. And thus, he found himself waiting at the Humming Bee for the instructor, who seemed to be late, attention flicking between the watch on his wrist and the door as others seemed to slowly trickle in.

If he was honest, the sight of Lorelai Tseng was a pleasant surprise as his gaze found hers and recognition flooded over him immediately. If only Nathan were here, he thought, then they'd really have some fun. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Ms. Tseng," he greeted pleasantly, lips turning upwards in a charming grin. "It seems as if the years have done nothing but made you more beautiful, haven't they?"

WHO — Lorelai ( @lorelai-tseng​ ).

Why the hell did time have to move so damn slow the more desperately that you wanted it to speed up? Elijah had just downed two glasses of champagne before heading outside for a quick nicotine fix, and it seemed that the more often he checked his phone, the timer he was met with had been going backwards and adding more time instead. In actuality, that wasn’t how it was working at all, and he was just incredibly impatient, but still. He wanted to leave. He hadn’t run into Nathan or any of the other Cranes at all yet and quite frankly, he hoped it would stay that way. Although the universe always did love playing silly jokes on him and planted yet another scenario he’d been silently dreading directly into his lap. As he finished off his cigarette, stomping the butt into the pavement with his shoe, he turned to find Lorelai there. And he froze, his throat dry from more than just smoke. Lack of quick thinking led him to stumble out her name and not much else, the silence growing incredibly awkward before he continued, “I, um. I didn’t think I’d see you here.” That was a lie. Another pause. “You look nice.”