#juno 001

where: galleries lafayette 

with: @juno--jones​

“Gabi,” Celine hissed, trying not to raise her voice, lest she draw more attention to the two of them. Her sister only rolled her eyes in response but she did drop the insanely overpriced purse she had in her hand.

“You wanted to come in here, you know this isn’t the kind of place you can just pick things up. If you damage it, they’ll make you pay for it,” she scolded, earning herself another eye roll. Which she probably deserved. She knew that if she was twelve years old again she would be having a ball in here. The high domed roof, the golden balconies, the gleaming tiled floor; it was like a fairytale castle come to life filled with designer clothes and handbags. Except now she was an adult, and she knew most things there cost more than she made in a month. And they were supposed to be buying Gabrielle new school shoes, not shopping the new Christian Dior collection.

Still she was being led across the shop floor by her sister, literally. She dragged her right into an oncoming shopper, Silently fuming, Celine prepared to multitask by both apologising to the stranger and giving her little sister the sternest stare she could muster. Except those plans flew out the window when she realised that the person she had bumped into wasn’t a stranger at all.

“Uh, Gabi you can...,” she glanced over her sister’s shoulder, “The shoes are over there.”

She could sense a conversation coming as she looked back at the person she had shoulder barged. She didn’t think it would be a particularly long one, it wouldn’t have been if she was on the other side. But she didn’t really want her little sister eavesdropping.

“Hey,” she said, trying to sound less like she was about to vomit, “It’s been a while.”

Leaving a show often felt like losing a second family. Derek never took it well, and he was taking it even worse now that it meant losing his last connection to Leo, too. He was trying not to let it effect his audition process or his relationship with Eila, both fake and real. But that meant it had to spill over somewhere, and Derek had decided that he would let his emotions out in the most productive way he knew how: By bottling all of it up and replacing it with new friends.

Or, well, old ones, really.

He was spending more and more time with the other sides of months old text threads, reaching out to old guest stars to fill up the sudden gaping wounds in his schedule. That was one of the real reasons Derek had started spending so much time with Amelie, suddenly, trying to teach her to be a child actress the right way.

Juno Benson was one of those old friends, although one that Derek was far more excited about. There had been a two-part episode towards the beginning of the season, when Derek and Leo had still been trying to figure out what to do about their relationship, and meeting Juno had been like a breath of fresh air-- Unlike the main cast, all 20-somethings with too much energy and drama, Juno had be a candle flame, steady and passionate and illuminating. His guest role had been the English professor, a la The Dead Poets Society, and Juno had given a monologue-- soliloquy? Derek wasn't sure, he'd probably slept through that class in real life -- so moving that Derek had started crying, forcing the whole scene to reset.

The man was good, okay?

Far away from the set of Jacksonville Square, the two sat outside the steps of Brand Library, the shadow of the towering white building offering them all the shade they needed.