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Nadia had mostly been able to ignore the persistent hunger since leaving Sean at the bar. He’d given her quite a bit to think about and, hopefully, she’d be able to discuss things further with Ivy and Larkspur and even Rowan if she had to. Someone was going to give her answers, come hell or high water. She’d slept poorly, waking up still feeling exhausted (and hungry) but she forced herself to go through her normal routine anyway, working out then heading out to meet Lark for their planned brunch. 

Leaving the apartment now - be there in 15. 

She tucked her phone away after sending the text, deciding to walk rather than take a cab to the restaurant where they’d decided to meet. Soon she was led to a table, mimosa sitting in front of her while she perused the menu. 

“Is it horrifically cliche for me to order the avocado toast and eggs?”

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It had been a long week and Nadia felt the need to blow off steam. There was a chance Lark was working, but it was one she was willing to take if it meant she might get to see her best friend. No doubt they could both use some drinks and dancing and a night of fun. She pulled out her phone as she slid into a cab, texting Larkspur.

[Outgoing ✉] Larkspur: I need a drink and I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever [Outgoing ✉] Larkspur: I’m on my way to your place, put on something hot and lets go dancing. PLEASE??? 💃🏻💃🏻🍹🍹 [Outgoing ✉] Larkspur: I’m literally in a cab on my way to your place and if you don’t come out with me I’m going to make terrible decisions. You know I will. 

Aries might’ve been a King, but a King was a man underneath the crown. As a man, Aries needed time to himself to relax, and what better way to relax then to enjoy the arts? AVIARY was a music club in Haven’s capital city and one of the haunting grounds of the talented singer, Larkspur Fairwind. Aries had been a fan of her work from the first time he’d seen her, and had come to listen to her sing many times. 

Tonight was an almost private show for a select number of patrons of the club and the King himself. The people here understood that he was looking to enjoy Lark’s music and was not to be disturbed. Her show was incredible, as always, and Aries was granted special permission to head backstage, moving through the warren of hallways to performers waiting room. He took a seat on a plush sofa of worn brown leather, waiting for her to meet with him and eager to see her again. 

Matchmaker: For an honesty post on what my muse likes about yours.

Really, there isn’t anything that Aster doesn’t like about Lark - In his eyes, she’s practically perfect. What he likes about being with her most, though, is that she gives him opportunities to just be like a stupid kid, to not have any expectations besides the fact that he’ll always be there, and they’ll always have fun. On top of that, he thinks she’s basically the total package and sometimes is genuinely surprised that she likes him so much.

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Raven doesn’t really get Lark -- her brain just works differently than his and there are definitely times when he wishes she’d just say what she means rather than dancing around it. Why use 20 words when 5 will do? It would be interesting for them to have to work together on something? For him to get a feel for why she is the way she is. 

It’s a dangerous time for fey and Lark has a tendency to make herself vulnerable by taking elixirs that dull her senses. If she were to get into trouble somehow (wandering into a bad part of town? Overzealous stalker type fan? IDK) he could step in to help.