#imogenchxrch

Lennox: hi, imogen! this is my new phone, oh wait, this is lennox! i just want go ask about that song you played on my phone? i think i lost the title... i'm so sorry!

“man...how do you expect me to look away when you’re looking like that?” monroe breathes out, not being able to look away from the woman in front of her. she surely was preoccupied by imogen, and she had been watching the other even before she’s made her way to monroe’s booth. “you have any requests i should take note of, or...what’s going on in that head of yours, medusa?”

to be fair, lennox is always nervous around the simplest of things, of people, if you think about it. she always had either tripped on her words or end up not making sense to anyone she's talking to. but with the help of music, she had learned to be a bit more comfortable with conversations, be around people. but of course, this was a woman who had such an effect on lennox that she couldn't explain, there's this time when she recently had started listening to music in her phone now where this woman--imogen, just took it and gave her a song to listen to, which resulted to lennox being such a blushing mess as the other had walked away. now the two had agreed upon meeting at the avery, a place she hasn't been to before to help her setting up a way where she could have a more vast option to listen to music. now the blonde stands just outside their meeting place, a faint hum of music plays from her headphones while she stared down at the time on her phone, hoping she wasn't too early to meet up with the other.