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BECKETT ' TEDDY ' PIKE [ PLAYED BY @midfie1der ] : i don't know how else to ask you.

what  a  bliss,  to  be  beside  someone  who  sees  beyond  the  external  appearance.  he  sees  right  through  her.  or  perhaps,  she  has  lowered  her  guard  on  purpose.  letting  someone  in  was  always  the  hardest  part.  but  barbie  learned  that  she  could  trust  some  individuals.  it’s  true  what  they  say  —  trust  is  either  earned  or  given  freely.  only  that  she  did  both,  simultaneously.  ceruleans  stare  at  her  own  reflection  in  the  mirror  as  she  made  the  last  touch  ups.  perfection  was  achieved  through  hard  labor,  that  much  she  knew.  seemingly  in  a  trance,  trying  to  pick  out  any  flaw  that  wasn’t  apparent  in  the  first  place.  if  one’s  broken  on  the  inside,  the  least  they  can  do  is  look  perfect  on  the  outside.  it  was  his  voice  that  brought  her  back  to  reality,  shattering  the  illusion  she’s  drawn  herself.  cue  a  twirl,  breaking  all  contact  with  that  damned  mirror,  now  gazing  at  teddy.  with  swift  motions  towards  him,  she  found  herself  standing  right  in  front  of  teddy.  head  slanted  to  the  side  as  she  sways  in  her  place,  all  attention  focused  on  him.  ❝  ask  me  …  what  exactly?  ❞    honey  dripped  tone  as  she  queried,  admittedly  bewildered  by  what  he  meant.  a  soft  chuckle  passed  pink  lips  as  she  sketched  a  smile.  barbie  was  on  edge,  curiosity  taking  toll  over  her  frame.  with  each  second  growing  more  and  more  impatient.    ❝  c’mon  it’s  not  nice  to  keep  a  gal  waiting!  ❞    she  uttered,  in  a  feeble  attempt  at  calming  her  own  nerves.  something  about  the  unknown  terrified  the  living  hell  out  of  her,  though  she’d  never  admit  it  out  loud.

she can appreciate perfect timing when she sees it. normally, having somebody block her sun in the middle of a tanning session would be downright offensive – but beckett shows up just as she's ready to wrap up for the day. & oh, an ice cream would just hit the spot right now. her head lifts only slightly off the beach chair, heart shaped glasses moved to the top of her head as glossed lips shape a bright smile. " hmm, that ice cream can't possibly be sweeter than you, can it ? " an innocent attempt at flattery to counter his thoughtfulness as she shifts her frame & stands up. beach heel sand prints in her wake, hands clasp behind her back as she steps closer. great flavor choices. but she does have a preference. & if she's going to make it known, she'll sure do it with eyelashes batting. " is the cherry for me ? "