#mica|interaction.

"you looked so peaceful while you were sleeping... i couldn't bring myself to wake you." which is to say that she was, in fact, watching them sleep.

"i think it should be! we could make a real thing of it. imagine being able to say to possible adoptive parents that you know the cat likes their aura or something." entirely ridiculous but mica knows more than a few of the girls who come to her classes that enjoy the woowoo shit. "for sure, absolutely. make up a poster and i'll stick it up in class."

like an unspoken rule; when mica was having a bad day, everyone that she came into contact with that day had a bad day. she never tended to act any differently, ever the professional, but the vibe she gave off was something fierce. that all being said, she was half convinced she’d snapped at her boss a few times more than what would typically be deemed acceptable – she were lucky to have a good relationship with the man and had gotten away with it. the second she stepped out of the office building, the brunette had been on the phone to them near enough demanding they came to her apartment for some stress relief. mica had given them a key a while ago, so she wasn’t worried about rushing back and stopped off to pick up a bottle of wine that she’d want later on. kicking off their shoes and jacket once she stepped in the door, she immediately headed towards the living room where they were supposed to be waiting – preferably naked but in fairness it hadn’t been specified. “shit – you look like you need this just as bad as i do.”

"look — i would love to come with you but i have so much on right now. it won't really be a big deal if i miss out this once, will it? i don't really do... intimate gatherings."

as mica moved to prop herself up on one elbow so that she could properly take in their features, her free hand outstretched for her finger to slowly trace down the slope of their nose. "you've got a cute nose," she mused, eyes slightly unfocused as they settled upon their face.

mica's gaze wavers from staring into their eyes in a manner that would seem like she's trying to stare through them instead of looking at them down towards their neck. her keen eyes focus on the pulse that fills her ears like a base drum. she's normally so good at being controlled but it's been a while since she's been able to see them and while she doesn't want to act like this is all they're good for, her teeth throb with the need to pierce their skin. "i'm sorry—" she eventually chokes out, cutting them off. "i need to..." while she doesn't want them to feel like she's only around them for one thing, in this specific scenario it's all that she can think about.

"what? how is anyone ever going to know that i had anything to do with it? i might've just... accidentally left the door open too long when i slipped out," mica insisted with an innocent shrug, not sure how believable it would be but who would connect her to eloise? "oh, no! you really don't have to fuss. it was my pleasure." she clearly got a little bit too much enjoyment from the whole thing. "i guess i would maybe take a drink if you're offering, though."

"tell me you don’t feel it. please. tell me i’m imagining this."