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" ha-ha... save it for your stand-up routine, ibsen. " she mocks, thoroughly unamused as arms fold tightly against her chest. " the only thing the son of a bitch broke is my windshield ! " the pitch of her voice goes up again, full of irritation as she gestures towards the mess made of her car – her beautiful, relatively new, saved-every-penny-to-get-it car. " would've broken a nose too, but asshat bolted before i could get to him... " he was a behemoth – the son of a tech mogul that had recently found himself on the other end of her journalistic uppercuts. needless to say, he didn't appreciate her opinions on daddy dearest's latest unethical endeavors. irritated beyond belief, she frowns just a few seconds longer before deflating right back into bummed out territory. softer now, she looks his way. " please tell me you can work some speedy magic here ? "

every bone in her body has turned to gelatin – it's the meanest request, asking her to be coherent when she can barely think with him this close, fresh after a fight. she might as well be falling in & out of consciousness with his hands & mouth wandering like the victory in the cage is not the only thing he wants to leave here with tonight. the lockers are cold against her spine, a quick reminder that she'd opted for an open back dress & she's been freezing in the name of fashion – low temperatures are truly no longer an issue now. she'd been lifted onto one of the benches, add the heels on her feet & it's a good way to grant himself easier access. they're nearly at eye level – even more reason for her to short-circuit. " i want... " she breathes as her head tilts, making room for lips to brush along her neck. between this & the hands inching just barely underneath the hem of her dress, it's a wonder she's still standing.

holding onto his shoulders for dear life, she sighs, longing clinging to soft breath. " i... " his eyes are on her before she can finish the thought & she wonders just how much blood has rushed to her cheeks – it's enough for him to notice, but she doesn't give him the chance. daphne pushes herself off the lockers instead, chasing his kiss & leaning into him a little too hard in the process. if it weren't for his hands quickly shifting to hold her by the hips, well, they might've both fallen over. it would've been worth it, but quick thinking is much appreciated. arms are fully wrapped around his neck now, plush lips slow & sweet against his. in moments' time, her mouth tenses up into a smile. " take me home ? " luckily for him, or not, she doesn't plan on behaving in the car. & he only has himself to blame.

lyra was pretty sure she had been doing just that. at least it felt that way, even if she knew her shoulders were tense and her eyes were scrunched close.

she had been a little dubious about mark's ability as a teacher, he might have been at this longer but so far in their acquaintance she had seen him run from the police and hot wire a car, he didn't scream knowledge.

" well, us singers have to stay hydrated, you know. " she might not sing for crowds & crowds of people, no big shows or tours on the horizon, but the people she does entertain deserve her at her best. there are some things daphne is most definitely picky about – denim ( she barely owns any ), what goes on her hotdog ( never speak to her about mayonnaise ), the height of her heels ( the higher, the better ), but the liquids she consumes don't make the list. " i don't really favor one over the other... i don't see why i can't have both ! " she responds simply, a small shrug as she delicately plucks a french fry from their shared plate. " i will say, though, i think gwen is ruining me for other coffee shops. the java just doesn't taste the same from other places, you know ?? " she'll be happy to know this if daphne ever decides to stroke her ego, surely. " & i may have developed an itty bitty herbal tea habit, too, but... i'm really just concerned with my water intake – whatever keeps the skin & vocal chords nice & shiny ! " chin tips, grin widening just a little here, " you're a mechanic, mark. you know the importance of maintenance, don't you ? "